Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 84

Dirga Pov's

I really don't think about Ziva. The woman I used to know so well has turned terrible. I still can't believe that Ziva would slander me and lie about her husband's death.

I was too sure that Ziva was as good as ever, until I trusted all Ziva's words about the death of her husband and Rayyan, who was said to have longed for his late father.

I read Bianca who was focused on staring at the street from the window. Either I should express my gratitude for God giving me the perfect wife for me. Even though I had made a mistake and hurt her feelings, Bianca sternly defended me.

"Darling," I grabbed Bianca's hand, the woman with the long hair that had been broken turned. Her pretty face, her shady eyes, Bianca would make anyone who looked at her feel warm.

"Hmm.?"

"Do we need to move to Manado.?" Tawarku. Actually I want to get as far away from this city as possible, but consider what kind of work I can get there. Even if I could get a job, I would definitely have to start from zero again. While Bianca is pregnant with our children, which certainly requires a lot of costs for labor and the needs of twins.

"I also had time to think about moving from this city, but what about your job Mas.?" Bianca looked worried.

"You've worked hard to be in your current position. Being a manager is not your dream from the beginning accepted in the company.?"

"If getting a job and a job were so easy, I'd want to go back to Manado." Bianca returned my hand. The woman smiled shadyly, a smile that made me feel very calm.

"I'll hang in here while I can."

"All this is also for the sake of the twins." His words that can make my eyes glazed because touched.

"Thank the Deck."

"While we settle here first, to dapan Mas will find a job in another city. At least more than enough work to meet the needs of the twins later." My words were immediately responded to by a sincere smile and nod of the head from Bianca.

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1 Week passed after we saw the new house. At that time I immediately bought it because Bianca felt fit and liked the house. Today we are ready to move. Since 1 week ago, the two of us have started to squeak to put things into a big box.

2 Box cars have been in front of the house since 1 hour ago. They're putting furniture in a box car.

"Mas," Bianca approached me into the room. I am currently moving things in my room to take them out.

"Why Deck.?" I stopped my activities for a moment to talk to him.

"Me, me," Bianca hung up her words. He hesitated to speak and looked anxious.

"What's up.? You need something.?" I watered gently on his back. Bianca shook her head.

"I want to return Mas Agam's money. He paid my salary too much" he said, bowing his head with two interlocked hands.

"So I saw he just came home," he added.

"The money still exists.? Have you been wearing.?" My toot.

"The money is still there, I took it yesterday. I want to go straight back and solve our problems."

"I just want to open a new page with a calm feeling," He said in a stifled voice.

"Yes, you just talk to him." My word. I don't mind if Bianca wants to solve her problem with Agam. Moreover, it will have a good impact on the continuation of my relationship with Bianca.

"We went to Mas Agam's house both huh." Bring Bianca.

"I don't want to misunderstand you later." He said that looked worried.

"No, I believe in you."

"If you come along, afraid not to solve your problems. As long as you talk on the porch, it doesn't matter." I convinced Bianca. I just want to give Bianca and Agam room to solve their problems that I don't think are finished.

Several times I saw Agam staring in anger at Bianca. Maybe that's what makes Bianca not calm and want to solve it.

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Bianca Pov's

I almost cried when Mas Dirga gave me permission to talk to Mas Agam. He even let me come alone to Mas Agam's house. I'm sure there must be jealousy in his heart when I asked for permission to settle the matter with Mas Agam, but Mas Dirga did not show it in front of me at all. Dirga can control his feelings well.

Standing at the door of Mas Agam's house. I pressed the bell several times until finally Mas Agam opened the door. He looked surprised to see me. The gaze that was originally flat, now turned sharp and piercing.

"Can I talk to you for a second.?" I asked without daring to look into his eyes for too long. Because the look in his eyes scared me.

"Nothing to talk about.!" Cynical strictness. Mas Agam was even ready to enter the house again. I hurriedly held the door.

"We speak as adults who have made mistakes." I said and dared to look at him.

"We will not be able to continue living quietly as long as this problem is not finished."

"I beg you, let's talk carefully to resolve this matter." My love was immediately responded to a wry smile by Mas Agam.

"I also want to return this money." I thrust a white envelope with 50 million bills that Mas Agam sent to my account.

"Please accept. Although I act like a cheap wife who wants to sleep with another man, but I'm not a pe la cur who expects money after doing it." I grabbed Mas Agam's hand and put the envelope with the money into his. Because Mas Agam seems reluctant to accept it.

"I know Mas Agam is a good man. What you say and do to me is a form of disappointment."

"Life goes on, I just want to fix myself from the mistakes I've made in order to move on with my life in peace."

"I hope Mas Agam is like that too." I smiled sincerely at him. Mas Agam stayed in place without saying anything. He looked at me deeply with eyes that were hard to understand.