Secret Marriage
Chapter 8 The Secret Wedding

The anticipated holiday arrived, after spending all day to date in various places in Malang, Dila and Zian returned home to activities as usual.

Still clearly remembered how romantic Zian's attitude to Dila was, This of course made Dila feel complacent, after all, Zian was the closest to you, even though the marriage they are living is just a wedding on paper.

Seeing Zian's sweet demeanor, it was eager for Dila to tell the truth about the reason Zian was willing to marry. But suddenly Dila was afraid, he was afraid if he said the reason was because for his mother, considering that her mother would be slightly healed, then Zian would end this relationship after her mother Dila healed. Moreover, seeing that Zian had a close relationship with Felicia, Zian felt that he would not hesitate to divorce Dila.

Dila became a dilemma, on the one hand he wanted to tell the truth, but he was afraid Zian divorced him. For Dila, it is not about money anymore, but the feelings that he has in his heart can not be contained anymore, he does not want to lose Zian.

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Just as Dila and Zian arrived home, the doorbell rang. Bi Sarmi their housekeeper opens the door for the guest, a guest who turns out to be Satya.

Dila was in the room, while Zian was in the study checking reports from his assistant.

"Hi, Om, am I bothering you?" tanya Satya suddenly appeared in Zian's study.

Zian turned, "eh you, Sat, come in!" bring Zian.

Satya entered Zian's study next to Zian and Dila's.

"Where have you come?" ask Zian while checking his laptop.

"From home," said Satya while watching the entire workspace Zian. Satya smiled when she did not see a single photo of Dila.

'It seems like what mom said if their marriage was just on paper there is a point.' Satya's inner.

"Darling, do you know where the key is?" Dila suddenly appeared in Zian's study. Dila was surprised because there was Satya, especially Dila was wearing a sexy nightgown. "Sorry, I don't know if there are guests, excuse me" Dila said.

Zian stood up, he walked over to Dila who was standing at the door of his study. "This is the key, I forgot to get carried away" said Zian, handing the key to Dila. Suddenly Zian gives Dila a kiss in front of Satya. Dila was shocked so unable to refuse

Satya was surprised to see Dila dressed like that plus Zian and Dila showed off the intimacy in front of her. Unknowingly Satya's clenched hand held back the anger in her.

A while later Dila pushed Zian's body, then ran to his room. However, Dila never make out in front of other people, especially Satya, who has ever meant anything in her life.

Zian smiled as Dila left, "my wife is shy" Zian told Satya. Satya smiled faintly in response to Zian's remark. "I'm sorry, you have to call a woman your age aunty." Zian laughed seductively at Satya. "But she's a beautiful woman isn't she?" zian asked as he sat back in his chair.

Satya was surprised by Zian's question, she was unable to answer.

"Dila was your appointment, maybe your mama told you that if Dila was a bad woman, I hope you didn't go along."

"Of course not, I already know that if Dila is a good woman, she is not as bad as people say," Satya said firmly to make Zian look at Satya.

"Your words seem to know Dila only," said Zian made Satya realize that he had been released to talk. "Call him aunty." Zian emphasized the word 'tante'.

"I only saw it at a glance, after all, my mother's opinion was because she did not like it the same Di.. Uh aunt, mama just felt her relationship with Om became further due to the presence of aunt," said Satya.

"I don't care what your mom thinks, you know for yourself if my relationship with my mom and dad was not good."

In another room, Dila's face flushed red due to Zian's suddenly aggressive attitude let alone Satya in front of her.

"Why is Alvin here? Zian was also why he was suddenly being aggressive, embarrassing!" muttered Dila while filling your own face violently.

"Oh my God, why would Alvin be Zian's nephew?" grouse Dila.

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The day changed, Satya joined Zian's company, he had always wanted to learn a lot from his omnya, he was more comfortable with Zian than his own papa. Indeed, since adolescence Satya's relationship with his father is less harmonious, so Satya is closer to Zian.

And because Satya joined Zian, Satya often visited Zian's house under the pretext of wanting to learn. Of course he met Dila often. 

"Why is your nephew here so often? I'm not comfortable if there are outsiders who come here often" Dila told Zian as she went to bed.

"Why? Didn't I tell you before Satya came to Indonesia that she would come here often?" 

Dila was unable to reply to Zian's words, indeed Zian had said this before Satya returned to Indonesia. But Dila did not expect if the Satya in question was Alvin. Dila also could not explain to Zian if he and Satya had ever been close.

This afternoon Dila was late to go home, she visited her mother's place, her mother's condition returned bad, she was again unable to respond. Of course Dila became worried. 

Indra seemed to try hard to provide his best service to his mother Dila, but the condition of his mother Dila did not change much.

"I'm sorry, I'll try to do better" Indra told Dila. Dila gives encouragement to Indra, this actually makes Indra feel guilty for not being able to provide the best results for Dila.

The watch on Dila's hand was eight o'clock at night. Dila became anxious because surely Zian would be waiting for her.

"I go home first yes, doc, later if there is anything to tell me," said Dila as she moved from the chair beside her mother's bed Dila. Today Indra can accompany her mother Dila because Indra has no schedule.

But suddenly while walking, there was a small child running around, he accidentally hit the body of Dila, Dila who was not quite alert to become bull and almost fell, he accidentally hit Dila's body, but Indra swiftly supported Dila's body until Dila held on to Indra's arm as if hugging.

As their two neutrals clashed, Indra allowed this position to Dila who tried to escape from Indra's embrace.

"M.. Sorry," said Dila, looking down in embarrassment. "Thank you, I'll go first." Dila quickened her pace because she was ashamed to be seen by many people. Dila immediately took a taxi that had been booked before leaving the hospital.

Dila entered his house after arriving home, he looked for the figure of Zian, not because he missed, but Dila was afraid Zian invited him to argue because he came home last night. With a slow and careful step Dila headed for her room.

"Where are you?" ask a voice that Dila memorized, Zian's voice, when Dila arrived in the living room.

Dila stopped her steps, she took a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Javab, Dila!" Zian walked up to Dila.

Zian looked at Dila's lowered face, "are you mute? Answer Dila!" Zian seemed to be holding back his anger.

"I'm from, from, from, home," said Dila stammered, trying to find the best excuse.

"Have you met another man?" zian asked while holding Dila's chin for Dila to look at her face.

Dila's heart was beating faster, he didn't know why Zian thought that way.

"See this!" Zian showed a picture on his phone, there Dila was seen in the arms of Indra when he almost fell.

Dila was shocked by the photo until her mouth opened but could not speak to explain.

"Basic ******!" Zian slapped Dila's left cheek.

Dila's body staggered backwards due to Zian's powerful slap. Dila grimaced while holding her cheek as she felt pain. When Dila almost fell suddenly Satya came and supported Dila's body.

"Don't be rude to your wife, Om!" snapped Satya, only this time Satya dared to yell at Zian.

Zian pushed Satya while pulling Dila's body. "Don't interfere!" Zian pulled Dila's hand. "Let me take care of this!" 

Dila cried because of Zian's rude attitude and speech. 

"Don't call him that!" Satya seemed upset to hear the word '*****' for Dila.  Suddenly Satya pulled Dila's hand. "Dila, don't just be treated like this!" satya said to Dila.

"Suck!" Zian gave a tonjokan to Satya. Seen bruised on Satya's left temple. Satya did not want to lose, she fought Zian so they were both in front of Dila.

Dila was confused by everything that happened, she could not take a stance on this incident. He saw the two men who had been close to him dueling in front of him.

"Already! Stop that!" Shouted Dila, but the two of them did not want to listen.

"Please stop!" Dila shouted while crying.

No one wants to listen and stop fighting. Dila was very confused, he suddenly ran and separated the two who were fighting so that Dila was accidentally hit by a blow from Zian until his body was thrown to the floor.

"Crazy!" zian shouted as he saw Dila fall and faint. 

Zian and Satya stopped fighting and ran to see Dila. Dila's face was bruised and bleeding.

"Dila, wake up!" Zian hugged Dila's unconscious body. "I'm sorry Dila! I-i'm sorry! Dila Conscious! Awake up!" Zian looked panicked and chaotic.

"Satya, get the car ready to drive Dila!" zian shouted at Satya, Satya complied and forgot about the quarrel with Zian, he was more concerned with Dila's situation.

Within a few days he was in the hospital. But it was a different hospital where Dila's mother was treated.

Satya and Zian's faces looked anxious while waiting for Dila to be treated by the doctor. They were already not thinking about their fights anymore, they looked agitated and chaotic.

Zian walked back and forth waiting for the door to open. He was very sorry that he hurt Dila. While Satya sat in the waiting chair while holding her head down. He was also very worried about Dila's situation.

Before long the door opened, the doctor let in as long as it did not make a fuss. Zian rushed in followed by Satya.

Dila's body was lying on the bed, she had opened her eyes. "I'm sorry, baby." Zian hugged Dila. Dila held up in Zian's arms. 

"You're scaring me, Zi." said Dila as hiccupped and sounded raucous.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" whispered Zian.

Satya just looked and then walked out of the room. He felt that Zian and Dila had improved, so he did not want to interfere and made Dila and his own heart hurt again. However seeing Dila and Zian together was torture for Satya.