
In the afternoon after returning home from work, Dila took the time to visit the hospital where her mother was treated. Dila is more relaxed to visit her mother because Zian already knows about her mother.
"I'll visit my mother, I'll be a little late to go home" Dila said when calling Zian.
"Why didn't you say that earlier? I can accompany you" said Zian.
"I know you've got a meeting, you're in a meeting, I don't want to interrupt your work."
"Well, I'll pick you up later, we'll be dinner outside."
"Good idea, okay until later," said Dila while hanging up the phone.
Now Dila was sitting on the side of her mother's bed treated, Dila peeked her mother's cheeks that were still unconscious.
"Mother, I want you to wake up soon, ma'am, in two weeks' time your son will be having a reception." Dila began to tell her mother even though her mother was unconscious.
"Mom, is all this true? Does Zian want to expose this relationship because he loves me?I'm really scared to love her, ma'am."
"He suddenly wanted this relationship announced, I really can't believe that everyone would know about our marriage."
Dila clasped her mother's hand gently, "I will try not to love her, ma'am. I realize that this is all reciprocal, hopefully this is the right move."
Lama Dila was in his mother's ward, saying everything he felt even though he knew his mother could not comfort him. For Dila, saying that was enough.
Dila peeked at her mother's forehead, she moved out of the room. Dila was shocked when she opened the door to meet Indra.
Dila smiled saying hello, "afternoon, doc," said Dila.
"So right if you're Zian's wife?" ask Indra without caring about Dila's greeting.
"I don't think Zian is this famous?" Dila gave an invitation to Indra, Indra accepted without reading it.
"May you be happy" said Indra and left Dila without Dila having time to say thank you.
Indra and Zian passed by, Zian had already arrived a moment ago. But the two did not greet each other.
"Darling, is it over?" asked Zian when he saw Dila. Indra looked over, then he continued his steps.
"Let's go" said Dila and walked away with Zian.
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"I feel like the doctor who took care of your mother has a heart for you" Zian said on the way.
"Why do you think that? Our relationship is only doctor and patient, and the patient happens to be my mother."
Zian turned to Dila for a moment, Zian's face looked displeased, "are you stupid what's plain?"
"Why do I have a jealous husband like this?" sis Dila's.
"Don't you believe me?"
"So then, your existence among other men makes me unable to control my emotions."
"Maybe I'm too pretty" joked Dila, but Zian did not seem to smile.
"Kak Rima called me earlier," said Dila hoping Zian did not discuss Indra again.
"Why did you lift it? You should just ignore it" Zian said, looking dislikeful. I felt wrong choosing the topic.
"However he's your brother, I don't want you to go on like this with your brother or your family."
"She's a bad woman, just like Tyo, now Satya is also like her."
"Have it, don't be prejudiced against them, don't you get tired of being hostile like this?" Dila looked at Zian who was driving.
"More if it's Satya's problem, you don't consider him an enemy, me and him never have a special relationship, I don't want because of me you add to your enemy list." Dila smiled at Zian.
"As I said earlier, I can't help myself seeing you close to other men, including One, I don't care even if he's my nephew." Zian looked annoyed.
"Satya sees you not as her aunt, she sees you as a woman, a special woman!"
"Don't look at me like that! I can't focus" Zian said as he realized Dila was looking at him with a smile.
"Then, what about you? What do you see me as? A lady? Woman****** or woman..." Not finished Dila's speech suddenly Zian's car was marginalized and stopped.
Dila leaned her head on Zian's shoulder, "if gini does not focus as well?" crazy God.
"Why stop?" Dila raised her head but Zian pulled Dila's head again.
"Stay this way, I love it," Zian muttered making Dila smile. Zian hugged Dila.
"I see you as a special woman, don't say yourself as a woman****," whispered Zian as she clasped Dila's body.
"Do you really love me?" muttered Dila in Zian's arms.
Zian tightened his embrace, "don't ask again! you will see and feel for yourself how much I feel about you" whispered Zian accompanied by the song Yoon Mi-rae Always in Zian's car.
"Stop thinking of yourself as the other woman in my life, stop asking how I feel, stop acting if this marriage is just a secret marriage!" Zian whispered.
Dila bit her lower lip because she felt surprised and did not expect that Zian was acting this sweet. 'I'm sorry mom, I love her so much, ' Dila said.
Zian took off his embrace, he looked into Dila's eyes. "We've done all this, we've had this secret wedding, I want to show you to everyone, too, if you're mine, and I'm yours."
Dila smiled and nodded, then they hugged again as if they had not seen each other for a long time. They let go of all the feelings they had been feeling all along.
"I love you, Zian," whispered Dila, relieved that she had said this to Zian. The word he had long kept for himself was now successfully spoken in front of Zian