The Imperfect Story
Chapter 32
The pair of beautiful eyes that were still tightly closed were forced to open when they heard the sound of a bell ringing. The woman had been back to sleep after performing dawn prayers, because the comfort of the house she lived in made her reluctant to miss a break even though the sun had appeared from the eastern horizon.
Ting Tong's ... The sound of the bell was heard repeatedly making the woman wake up, then walk out while rubbing her eyes, after which Kia immediately opened the outside door.
"Morning, Kia." said Rey when the door opened.
"Eh, Rey. Morning too. Come on in." take Kia, but the man just shook his head.
"Here I bring you food for breakfast." Rey lifted a tote bag containing a box of supplies that size is quite large.
"Well, it's good as it is." said Kia while swallowing her own saliva when the provisions plastered real in front of her eyes.
"It's delicious, it's. Get ready, I'll wait in the car, we'll eat in the park" Rey said as she pulled back the supplies she had offered earlier.
"Why not just eat inside, what is it?" asked Kia with the adorned frown on her smooth forehead.
"I was afraid of being gossiped about bad things by the neighbors because I was alone with you inside" Rey chuckled and was followed by Kia.
"Gosh, you're right, Rey. I could have forgotten this. I forget that slander is more cruel than Ishmael. Yeah, I'm going in to get ready for a minute." Kia was ready soon to prepare. After a while of waiting, Kia came out wearing casual clothes.
They also went to the nearest park, there were many teenagers who ran with an earphone attached to the ear. Not a few parents and their children are also jogging this morning.
Now Kia and Rey choose to sit under a shady tree in the park. The morning air under the tree makes their breathing cavity feel cool.
Rey also took out the supply box from the tote bag and arranged the box on it. They started their breakfast after they said Basmallah.
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim." they said simultaneously.
"May I wonder about your life all this time?" rey asked after chewing her first mouthful.
"Please, Rey." said Kia.
"So you're not working for the company anymore?" tanya Rey looked at Kia who was also bribing food into her mouth.
"How can I work, my position there is already endangered like wildlife. Ismail fired me after he transferred all my shares in his name. You know, my employees are also the ones who help Ismail to be able to rise to this position." said Kia with a mouth that is still full.
"So cute that man. oh, yes, have you not suspected Ismail and Devita in years?" ask Rey again while thrusting a bottle of mineral water that he has opened the lid.
"No, maybe because I'm so stupid" Kia said after sipping the mineral water, while Rey could only laugh mockingly.
"Then how have Ismail and Devita interacted?" ask Rey again.
"The two of them interacted naturally, never did I catch them alone or walk together. Just talk to them as if I'm reluctant if I don't tell them. So I thought, all right. Because there is nothing suspicious about the two of them." Kia explained.
"It's not even natural, what exactly are they hiding?" Rey asked while thinking.
"Come, Rey. Everything was so sudden to me. But I've been sincere about that. I just want to meet Zayn right now" said Kia sighing as she stared at the blue sky with visible clouds still rare.
"Well, this is what I want to talk to you about. I was actually gonna take you to meet Ismail, talk about Zayn. Although Zayn is not your real son, but you raised him, I don't think they have the right to take Zayn away from you." Rey said making Kia's eyes sparkle.
"Maybe it can." Rey said.
"After breakfast, we go to your company" he added, making Kia eat eagerly.
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Ismail felt that his little family was now starting to complete. Devita who has started to love him and Zayn who has been trying to accept his mother.
Ismail stared at a new picture frame containing his picture with his son and wife. She smiled and called Riska to enter her room.
"Yes, Boss Ismail. Can I help you?" ask Riska while looking down scared.
"Please help me book a table at a restaurant tonight at seven." said Ismail without looking at the slightest eye is now focusing on wiping the screen of his phone.
"Tonight? Isn't tonight at seven Boss there's a meeting at the Astor hotel with Mr Faisal and the other clients?" Riska reminded.
"Help me to rewind the day to tomorrow." - Ismail.
"But, all this time the Boss had always put off for this meeting, I was afraid that" Riska's remark was held back because Ismail had first cut her off.
"Do what I ask. If you are in trouble, you're the one who replaces me." he said again regardless of Riska who looks reluctant.
"Good, Sir. I'll do it now." Riska was about to get out of the ruanyan, but a question came to light and the woman turned back to face the leader.
"Previously sorry, boss will eat with whom, so make it easier for me to bend the seat." asked Riska carefully.
"My son and my wife" Ismail said furiously.
"Whether your wife is both, or-" Riska's speech is cut back.
"What kind of question is that? My wife is just Devita!" ismail's snapping made Riska slightly jerked in surprise.
"Sorry boss, I don't think you're officially divorced yet." said Riska slowly.
"Get out!" snapping Ismail, making Riska again nodded and lowered her head.
"Good, boss. I'll do it now, excuse me." Riska stepped out in a hurry. Afraid that Ismail would return to give him a new assignment.
Ishmael came out of his room and clapped for attention from his employees. All were stunned to stop when they heard the code given by Ismail. When all else stopped his work, Ishmael cleared his throat and folded his hands on his chest.
"Have you not heard the news that my wife is now only one, Devita." asked Ismail loudly but all lowered their heads, not answering.
"Listen to me carefully, I will announce once again, my wife is now just Devita, because Zaskia and I are divorced" the man and all his employees were forced to nod in fear.
"Who said, Zaskia is no longer your wife!" the voice of someone refuted the statement from Ishmael.