PRISON LOVE For STELLA
A Plan
Logic, again Vita continues to force his mind to reject the feelings that are now perched back in its heart. This beautiful girl tried hard to fight against that stupid feeling with the logic she created herself.
It wasn't just Vita trying to avoid this absurd feeling. There was Zein who was also trying to fight against the taste, which he thought was stupid. Zein does not want to be immersed in a sense that might break the hearts of those who do not want the love between him and his former sister-in-law.
Zein himself is not stupid. Time and again he brushed off the taste and replaced it with wise advice for himself. The point is, Zein just doesn't want to hurt Vita's family again. Stella and her former mother-in-law. Plus now there is Luis. The man who helped her when she was down and had nothing.
"You just keep talking, you want to get ready first" said Zein, a little stealing a glance at the girl who owns his heart, intended to avoid.
"Where are you going? Kan Abang just came. Cook want to go again?" cecar Safira, while holding both sides of the spoiled Zein shirt.
Zein, who was anxious with Safira's indulgence, expressed it by gently hitting the sister's head with a handsome skullcap on his head.
"Anything, asked!" reply Sapphira, still whining spoiled at Zein.
"It's just a holiday today, Dek. I have to work again tomorrow! Boss, Brother can rampage later if you take a long time off. Later if you have another holiday, you must go home, " replied Zein, while persuading the spoiled sister.
"It's Saturday, Bang. Tomorrow is sunday. Where is there such work?" deny Safira pouting.
"The gate of work is not your cake, molor ama eat, shop, ask for snacks doang. You have to be consistent with what you signed. You're out there, brother's late." Zein held the sister's hand and asked her to let go of the gang.
"But you promised me money to make, Fira!" Again Sapphira showed her indulgence. This time instead hugged Zein's waist tightly. So that Zein does not avoid before giving what he asks.
"Yes, I'll take the transfer." Zein again tried to let go of this one brother's embrace.
"A promise, right? No deceit!" tanya Safira.
"Promise!" Zein smiled.
Before long, Laila was seen coming down the stairs. "Don't be too spoiled your bad brother, Zein. He already has pocket money from your papa. He was told to help work even play if he wanted. But kiddo jajan. Shop son. Want everything he bought," said Laila, a little furious with her daughter.
"This is another, Ma. Yes, the Bang. Ration from my brother to buy something," Sapphira blinked her eyes flirtatiously.
Safira took off the side of the clothes that she was holding from earlier. But before that, he asked Zein to promise not to disavow his words. Zein can only stop. The important thing is that he's allowed to leave this place as soon as possible.
After Zein died, Laila immediately nagged the princess. Because, he knows how the current economic condition of the son.
"Eh, can't be so naughty. You know how many months your brother worked. Poor thing, he again built his own economy. Even the snack is made," said Laila softly.
"Former Fira look at my brother's face. Very handsome. But strangely, I don't see him fascinated with girls. Even the girls are fascinated with doi. Vita is fascinated. Isn't it Vit?" joked Safira with a crisp laugh. Vita smiled only briefly.
"Ehhh, who is this coming. How similar is that, who? His wife that one. What's name?" tanya Laila was trying to remember someone she knew.
"Who wife, Ma? Juan's wife?" reply Sapphira, clarify.
"He em, that is," Laila smiled shyly.
"Yes, Tan. I am Vita Ste's sister, wife of Juan bang," Vita replied as she reached out to the middle-aged woman.
"Oh, yes. Yes, continue to talk
Aunty wants to see the bachelor first. He wants to go back to work." Laila said goodbye to check on the son. Who knows if he needs something.
Zein and Laila. Vita looks silent. Because honestly, now he is getting into the abyss of anxiety. He wanted to scream, if possible. It felt like he was furious at Zein, for the man to just leave as far away from his sight as possible. So as not to disturb him. So as not to poison his brain. Not to make it a dilemma.
***
In another corner of the room, Zein brushed his face water. Staring loosely at the window that was now right in front of his eyes.
Zein was thinking of a plan to resign from his current job. Certainly not for what? The reason is that he is unable to see the woman he loves with other men. Moreover, that man was someone who could be said to be close to him.
Seriate....