
My body feels so sore. Sitting for hours with Ammar cost me a lot of time. There was always something he could ask that finally made me sit back with him. And he always had a way to keep me from leaving.
I ate two portions of the food I ordered. Plus dessert and also a favorite drink there. I also wanted to teach him a lesson because he kept me. I'm sure there was a lot of money he spent to pay for my food.
Turns out Ammar was a little weird, I think. His attitude always changes. He can joke around even though his jokes to me are so annoying. But a moment later, he could act cold again. Act and say eeriely and then change well again.
Ammar just kept pushing me with his questions about Arza. Questions I find hard to answer. "What kind of friend are you? Arza's been helping you but you don't know thank you at all."
In fact, I would love to meet Arza and thank him. But I'm afraid I'll have to meet her at her house. I asked Ammar for Arza's new phone number, but he infuriated me by refusing my request. He reasoned that Arza didn't want me to know the new number.
"Do you really know Arza?"
And he casually showed me his cell phone screen. There he was posing with Arza. Not just one photo he showed me. There, it was seen that the two of them were very close. Arza rarely takes pictures. And I don't like doing that with him either.
I was surprised at first and also suspicious. How and why Arza got so close to Ammar that I think he just knew her.But Ammar told me everything to make my bad thoughts go away.
"You would not have thought how the wrath of Arza when you found out that I was Anih's subordinate who planned crimes against you. He beat me brutally back then. I almost died in his hands. But I myself did not expect, the situation could be inversely proportional at this time. It's all thanks to you, too. "
"Why me?"
"Maybe it's because you're Arza's favorite."
His words instantly made me spit out the drink I was gulping down. I glared at him who was looking at me casually. Why did his words seem to be off the mark?
Oh my... How far does he know?
And he refused to explain further. No matter how I forced her, she kept quiet. He just kept making fun of me and saying I didn't know thank you.
"Why didn't he come to see me? Is he too busy?"
"You don't know? We came to the hospital to see you. But I don't know the reason why Arza turned so angry and finally chose to leave. Maybe she's jealous of the guy you're with. But when he meets a woman who is about forty years old, Arza becomes more emotional. I don't know why or who that woman is. I also didn't know Arza and the woman were talking about anything because I left immediately. Actually, I wanted to apologize to you back then. Because Arza knows how I behave. He wasn't sure if I could apologize properly."
I looked down and was silent for a moment. Imagine how emotional Arza was at that time. I feel more guilty for him. But my fear is not under control either. I didn't want to hurt her when she accidentally lost control.
I went back to see Ammar. "Yes. You don't know how to apologize. "
"That's also why I'm not looking for you anymore. I'm just waiting for Arza. But we meet here. "
"I don't know if it's reality or just an excuse."
"Of course this is the truth." Ammar looked at me in annoyance.
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I walk down the road when I get off my bike. Even though it was late in the afternoon but to visit the cafe I felt very tired. I finally chose to go home to Ms. Intan. He wouldn't think I went anywhere, would he?
I entered the house that was never locked, because at the gate there were three guards who guarded the house alternately. Not to mention in this house there are some workers who sometimes until the afternoon have not returned home.
I walked to my room. Take a towel and go to the bathroom to clean yourself. My pain slowly began to diminish. Bathing can make my body feel lighter. Especially using warm water like this.
After my bath ritual was over, I hurried to put on my clothes and leveled the lotion to taste. I rarely get dressed. I also don't know and don't want to know how. It's faster and I'm more comfortable like this.
I took my phone and walked into the kitchen. This house feels so empty. Has Madam Intan not come home yet? Where did Kana go? This house feels completely empty. Have people gone back to their homes?
"Sir..."
He looked and smiled. "Yes? You're home yet?"
"Yes. Ms. Intan hasn't come home yet, sir?"
"Yet. "
"Continue Cana?"
"It looks like he's in his room. I don't know, either, but."
"Oohh yes sir. Thanks though. I'll cook first."
"Yes, please."
I went back in and saw the dining table. Unscrewed the hood and there was little food left. Good thing I came home. Maybe I should also tell Intan's mom so she doesn't order food.
I cooked for the workers in this house first. Before the gardener comes home, he should eat first. Other workers seem to have gone home. Because this house looks clean and completely deserted.
Haaah...
I feel guilty and sad when I remember Kana. Our relationship is currently very strained. I know he's trying to get away from me. I also understand this is not easy. But it felt like I lost my sister's attention. I don't know...
I rarely see Kana. At breakfast we rarely met. Especially when it's like this. Kana will stay in her room until she is sure that I can't afford another room with her.
Mom Intan like her doesn't think this is a big deal. He stays as usual. I wonder why he is so relaxed too. Even when his son didn't eat breakfast with him. He doesn't seem to be having any problems at all. I feel so bad.
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I contacted Ace to share my story today, but it turns out he's still busy. I finally played some music to accompany me to cooking. Making my activities not feel long and finally finished when the gardener was about to go home.
I told him to eat and take turns with the security guard up ahead. They eat with gourmand. I was delighted when they sincerely smiled as they ate my cooking.
Seeing fathers like them, I miss my father...
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seriate...
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greetings from Yuya😘😘