Secret Marriage
Chapter 3 The Secret Marriage

Some days Zian did not come home, after a meeting with the head of his restaurant branch, he had to fly to Jakarta and Bandung to attend the inauguration of the new branch.

This afternoon Dila after work did not intend to cook anything, he planned to call food online. For three days he had not met Zian, but they still called each other even though they only asked if they had eaten. Cliches.

Dila recalled the incident a few days ago, when Zian looked neat to pick Dila up after work. Of course not in Dila's office, but still near Dila's office. Zian gave a sweet surprise. Their relationship was on their second birthday. Dila alone even forgot, but Zian remembered and gave a sweet surprise to Dila.

The relationship with falsehood is indeed as if it is beautiful, Zian is so sweet and romantic treat Dila. The anniversary celebration seems to be an important thing for Zian.

Dila was not surprised, Zian would definitely ask for a replacement with Dila's body, isn't this really Zian's true purpose? Want to have the right to Dila's body and status. And it turns out that right, after a romantic dinner, Zian and Dila put their bodies together on their bedroom bed. 

And the next morning, Zian said goodbye out of town until today has not returned home. Is Dila upset about Zian's attitude? Of course not, Dila could instead lead a life of leisurely living without Zian.

Two years together have not been able to grow the seeds of love in Dila's heart, he will only act as if he is a slave to Zian's love if in front of Zian. He was acting****** and as if matre.

This is certainly because Dila's mother is still in a coma in the hospital, various efforts made by Dila have not seemed successful. Doctors have advised Dila to stop treatment, because doctors find it will be difficult to recover. But Dila insisted on continuing his mother's treatment, although for more than two years it has not been successful.

And during that time anyway, without telling Zian, the money that Zian gave to Dila's daily needs, used Dila for additional medical expenses of her mother.

***

After work that afternoon, Dila headed to one of the malls with Risa and Giska, the plan is they will eat together while looking for a wedding gift for Salma his office friend.

Dila ate with two of her office friends after getting a gift for Salma. Occasionally joking while enjoying their ordered food.

"Eh, uh, look at that newly arrived guy, geez, that's really cool" Giska said as she looked at the entrance.

Dila and Risa compactly saw what Giska meant.

Deg

A handsome man was walking with a beautiful girl. And that man is none other than Zian. She was with a beautiful and sexy girl, looking that girl held Zian's hand affectionately.

Dila looked back at the food in front of her. He refused to see what Giska meant. His eyes suddenly warmed. I don't know why his eyes became hot as if he was slicing an onion.

Zian and the girl were sitting right next to Dila's table and her friends. Dila can smell the perfume Zian wears, the perfume of his choice. Dila pretended not to see Zian. He seemed to be busy with the food in front of him.

Zian also seems to know Dila's whereabouts, he also seems to know Dila. He enjoys being with the beautiful girl in front of him.

"Dila, let's watch yuk, you have a show after this?" ask Risa.

"No, Ris, I'm tired" said Dila.

"Oh, yes, yes, next time," said Risa disappointed.

Dila glanced at Zian at a glance, and accidentally, their eyes clashed, Dila hurriedly looked the other way, he did not want Zian to feel awkward.

"Are you really not able to? Who are you in a hurry to go home for? Boyfriends don't have, let alone husbands, no one's waiting for you, right?" giska's words made Dila pause for a moment.

"Yes also Dil, why do you have to rush home, after all no one wants you to go home right?" sahut Risa's.

"Yes too, who wants me to come home soon, okay, let's watch!" dila made two of her friends cheer. 

Dila and his two friends left the restaurant, they immediately headed to the cinema hall in the mall. Zian looked at Dila's departure with an expressionless face.

***

After watching with two friends, Dila immediately went home, the clock in Dila's hand was showing at nine o'clock at night. 

When Dila was about to open the door, she was surprised that the door had already opened on its own.

"It seems he's here," muttered Dila softly while smiling cynically. He walked into the mansion he had occupied for the past two years with Zian.

"Back at last, I don't think you're going home tonight" Zian said.

Dila turned her head towards the voice, appearing Zian was wearing a short t-shirt sitting casually on the living room chair.

As Dila put a smile on your face, "oh, you're home, honey?" Dila's hurry approached Zian.

Zian did not reply, Dila hugged Zian's body, Zian was silent without returning Dila's embrace. "I thought you spent the night with the girl" said Dila slowly.

Zian let go of Dila's embrace, he stared at Dila's face, "so you want me to be like that?" ask Zian.

Dila scrunched her forehead, trying to understand Zian's intent, "of course not, but what is my day?" said Dila memelas. "I don't have the right to forbid you with another girl, but I don't want you with another girl either" Dila said.

"Because what?" ask Zian.

"Ehm.. Because it's.. Since I don't want you to stay with me, what would I eat if you left me?" said Dila tease.

Zian momentarily remained silent, then he leaned back on the chair and threw his gaze into the roof. "Oh, because of that," murmured Zian.

"When do you come home? Why not just forget me first? Uh, suddenly met in the mall earlier," said Dila while leaning her head on Zian's chest.

"Newly, from the airport I immediately ate," said Zian.

"You should have said, I can pick you up" said Dila in a teasing tone.

It always is. Dila acted as if she was considerate of Zian, and Zian never protested, even though he knew that Dila was just pretending. 

***

This morning Dila woke up early as usual even though last night she gave 'service' to Zian. Dila prepared to prepare breakfast for Zian. For Dila, there is no time to laze around if there is Zian. In fact, Zian never sued Dila. 

"Darling, I'll go to Salma's reception tonight, you don't have to wait for me to go home, you go to bed first" said Dila while preparing Zian's breakfast.

"Should I pick you up?" ask Zian.

"No need, let me take a taxi later" replied Dila.

"OK, whatever." Zian started eating, he didn't want to argue with Dila.

"Don't be angry!" Dila peeked at Zian's cheek.

"No, I'm surprised that you, the car is there, I'm there to drive you, but you never want to wear it?"

"Here you go, I'm leaving." Zian hurried away. It's free to argue with Dila about cars.

Dila did not hold it back, he knew that Zian was being difficult to tease.

****

Tonight Dila is wearing a pink salem dress, she looks graceful with a blow hairstyle. Dila enjoys her company with her colleagues. 

Until a moment, Dila's eyes found Zian in the middle of the party, she saw Zian wearing a black tuxedo suit. Dila observes Zian from afar, seeing Zian chatting with Salma's father.

Dila's forehead frowned, he did not know if Zian knew the Salma family, nor did he know if Zian was invited. 

Why didn't you say anything? Inner Dila.

Slowly Dila walked closer to the position Zian was in. He wanted to ask Zian.

"When is Mr Zian going to take the girl at a reception like this? It's time, sir," Salma's father told Zian.

Dila was already near Zian, he could hear their conversation. Zian glanced at Dila for a moment before replying.

"Later, sir, he's still shy" said Zian.

Dila was saddened to hear Zian's words, but he recalled that if she was not the woman Zian loved, Zian only wanted her body and her family's inheritance and assets.

"So you have a partner? Well, this should be covered by the media, a young businessman got his love," said Salma's father proudly.

"I heard, the daughter of Mr. Amran is close to you, she is a present-day and beautiful girl, fits you, is she who you mean?" This time, Salma asked.

"Oh, Felicia huh? We're pretty close at the moment, she's a smart, pretty girl." Zian uttered as if he was very proud of that girl named Felisia.

"Well, I think that the lucky girl close to you right now is Felicia" Salma's mother said, only to be answered with Zian's smile.

"Did not Felicia and her father invite you?" ask Salma's father.

"Yes, I don't know why they haven't arrived yet" said Salma's mother as she looked towards the arrival door.

And it turned out that Felicia soon saw that holding her papa's arm was walking among the many guests. She became the center of attention because she is a famous girl, she also tonight looks charming.

"Good night, Mr. Amran," said Salma's father.

It appears that Salma's parents are addressing Felicia and her Papa.

"You here, Zi?" ask Felicia to Zian. Zian simply replied with a nod.

"Well, it's an honor to meet Mr. Zian's young businessman" Papa Felisia told Zian.

"It's nice to meet you."Zian shook Papa Felisia's hand.

"Young talented and handsome, my daughter deserves to admire you so much" Papa Felisia said proudly.

"Father, don't embarrass me" said Felicia timidly.

"Sir Zian, if there is free time, I hope to talk business with you, I am very interested in the business you pursue, all of you can teach my daughter to do business" said Papa Felisia.

"It is with pleasure, sir," said Zian.

"Well, the two of them look harmonious, Mr. Amran, Mr. Zian is handsome and Miss Felisia is beautiful" said Ms. Salma.

Dila heard their conversation clearly, her hand that was holding the glass seemed to tremble. Dila immediately moved places, he already felt uncomfortable.

Dila walked quickly to a quiet place, inexplicably Mother Salma's words disturbed her heart, let alone seeing Zian's attitude so relaxed without a fight made Dila upset. 

Dila leaning on the balcony of the building, she was on the fifth floor, she could see the cityscape at night freely.

"What's this about? Why am I so uncomfortable?" muttered Dila. 

Dila let the wind that night hit her body, her hair looks exposed to the wind,

"The party isn't over yet, why are you here by yourself?" asked a voice suddenly, Dila knew the owner of the voice.

"I want to be alone, go back inside" Dila said without looking. He knew it was Zian.

"Why? Why do you look upset, honey?" zian asked as he hugged Dila from behind.

Instantly Dila brushed off Zian's burly hands, "there are many people, let go!" said Dila.

"Let it sit for a minute" said Zian, tightening his arms. If he was silent and resigned, he would not be able to withstand Zian's strength.

"Let's go home if you're not comfortable" whispered Zian.

"Don't you seem to be the guest of honor" Dila said.

"I don't care, let's go home if you really want to go home."

"I don't feel good about Salma, she's Mr. Aldo's sister, how can I get away from the party."

"Tonight you're beautiful, dear" whispered Zian.

"Miss Felicia also looks beautiful, I think you guys are compatible," said Dila with cynical intonation.

Zian smiled, "are you jealous?" zian asked, he still hugged Dila.

"What's? Ah, don't be so prejudiced, I'm just mimicking Salma's mother's words." Dila immediately replied.

"You're sweet to be jealous." Zian squeezed Dila's nose.

"You're mistaken" said Dila, holding her nose.

Zian took off his arms, "come on, let's go in" Zian said and left Dila. 

When he stood there, he tried to digest Zian's words, was he jealous?