Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 81

Dirga Pov's

I tried to smile in front of Bianca, although my heart felt tight to hear the fact that Bianca had been working as Agam's personal secretary. Imagine Bianca working one office with Agam alone has made me jealous. Now I have to accept the fact that they have been working in the same room without anyone else.

Fortunately, Bianca is no longer working with Agam.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you again." Bianca said softly. He looked down, I knew he must be feeling very guilty about me. Bianca is the type of person who will continue to blame themselves if they make mistakes with someone. Even when that person had already forgiven her, she still found it hard to forgive herself.

"It's okay Deck, I get it." I clasped Bianca's hand, then gently pulled her chin up to raise her face to look at me.

"You wouldn't be like this without cause. All our problems start with the lies that Mas did Dek." My words are full of regret.

It was the first time I regretted doing good to someone. I shouldn't have to help Ziva and try to please Ziva's son who misses his Papa.

"sorry. It should be you who apologizes to you. Although Mas knows that as much as Mas apologizes, will not be able to erase your pain." I took Bianca's hand and kissed her back. I don't know in what way I made up for all the mistakes and mistakes I consciously made behind Bianca.

"But I was wrong too. I should have kept my pride and not thrown my body at another man like a pe la,,"

I immediately stuck my index finger on Bianca's lips and shook my head, asking Bianca not to continue her words.

From the look of her dewy eyes and the vibrating tone of her speech, I knew it was painful for Bianca to call herself pe la cur.

"Don't talk like that, Dek, Mas who failed to become a husband." I said with tightness in my chest because I felt like I failed to be a good husband to Bianca.

Clear circles dripped from his eye pellets. His body trembled slightly, I immediately pulled Bianca in a paddle.

"Sorry Deck, Sorry Mas," In the end I couldn't hold back my tears either. It really hurt when Bianca thought of herself as a pe la cur.

He must have been devastated and devastated by feeling guilty.

Bianca's body trembled more and more in my arms. Her crying broke even more though Bianca was seen trying to hold her voice. She also returned my embrace tightly and buried her face in my chest.

"Don't blame yourself Deck, and stop thinking yourself low."

"For Mas, you are still the perfect and precious wife." As much as possible I tried to calm Bianca down. I don't want him to keep blaming himself and feeling low.

...*****...

Bianca Pov's

2 weeks passed. I was enjoying the cravings phase which can be said to be quite severe. Every morning I wake up never absent to the bathroom to spit out my stomach.

Lately, I have also hated some of the foods that I previously liked.

I also took a shower. Shower more often 1 time in a day.

Luckily Mas Dirga was able to adjust to the phase I was going through.

He always took the time to do homework before leaving and after coming home from work.

And since those 2 weeks also Mas Agam never went home again. I think he's moved out, or maybe he lives in his parents' house. I can understand that. I'm afraid I'll never see me again. Like me who wants to find a new place to stay so that they are no longer found.

Especially in this house and Mas Agam house has been

being a silent witness to how we established relationships that should not be established.

"What do you think about.?" A gentle swipe at the tip of my head instantly made me look up. I don't know since when Mas Dirga was standing next to me sitting in the living room. He had a glass of strawberry milk in his hand.

I smiled thinly while shaking my head.

"Drink milk first," Mas Dirga thrust the glass at me.

"Have the job finished.?" I asked as I received a glass of milk from his hand.

1 hour ago Maa Dirga decided to go to her study to finish her office work.

"Already, stay in check again. But I can still work tomorrow." He answered and dropped down right next to me.

"Tadi temen Mas sent home info on sale. There are 5 houses but in different housing."

"You see, who knows if there's a match." Mas Dirga said after reaching into a cell phone in his pants pocket and began fiddling with his phone.

My desire to move out of this house has indeed been discussed with Mas Dirga more than 1 week ago. I don't feel calm living in this house anymore. Every day I remember my mistakes. Moreover, Mas Agam several times entered this house, even staying overnight.

I took the phone from Mas Dirga's hand as he thrust it at me.

"Housing is a bit far from the office, but the environment and atmosphere is better than other housing." Mas Dirga. I just nodded with an eye that focused on seeing photos of the house on Mas Dirga's phone.

The houses have an area of buildings that look much larger than this house.

"The house is all spacious Mas, must be expensive."

"I don't want a loan to the office. This house has not been sold yet." I immediately returned Mas Dirga's mobile phone, not intending to choose one of the houses, even though I actually wanted to quickly move and among the five photos of the house, one of which included my dream house.

"No need to think about that Deck, the important thing is that we can move quickly from here. I can't bear to see you daydream a lot lately." Sissy speech. He held my hand and rubbed gently.