The Love of the Boss
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"Maas ...." Zety's voice sounded soft and restrained. Gatra looked at Zety, waiting for the girl to continue her words. "How about we tell your mama the truth that our relationship is just pretend and please get married to Shifa. I can no longer continue this charade."

Gatra was shocked to hear Zety's words. Directly crouched down in front of Zety and clasped the girl's hand tightly. "Why? I want to ask you to marry me for real."

"I can't, Mas," Zety refused quickly.

"You don't love me?" tanya Gatra was so demanding. Zety remained silent. Closing his mouth shut because he didn't know what to answer.

"Mas, just so you know that I'm not as good as you think I am. Even I lost away from Shifa." Zety tried hard to hold back her tears from falling.

Shifa alone can take the attention of papa, while I whose flesh and blood cannot. How stupid of me. Zety continued his words in his heart.

"France ...."

"Mas, please go and never once have you given me hope. I don't want to forget who I really am and how inappropriate I am with you. I realized I could never be the woman of your dreams. I realized that I was Zety .. not Rasya."

"Why did you say Rasya's name?" Gatra pretended not to know anything even though his heart was pinched by Zety's words.

"Mas .. I won't explain the things that you yourself already know what they mean. If you marry me just for a moment then please don't do that. It's not good to play with feelings."

"Zet, I'll learn. Everyone needs time to erase all the memories that were created with the person he loved, but could not have" Gatra said. Still clasping Zety's hand.

"And I'm not sure you can turn to love me, Mas. I'm not sure I can take Rasya's place in your heart. Especially if we are together then you will often meet Rasya." Zety's heart rippled. The pain seemed to spread along with his blood flow. Zety was jealous and sick of her own feelings.

"Sorry, Mas. I can't."

"But, Zet ...." Gatra was silent as his phone rang. He immediately received the call when he saw Shifa's name on the screen. "City, Shifa. Have you arrived at the hotel? I'm going there now."

Zety looked at Gatra who had risen to his feet and put his phone back in his pocket. He stared as Gatra just said goodbye to him. Zety just sculpted. Staring at the departure of Gatra which made his heart feel sick.

"I'd better sleep." Zety got up when he saw Gatra's car had gone from the rented yard. He really had to take a break from the pain that made his head throb.

"You want them to meet and even make love in a hotel even if it's none of my business." Zety grumbling. However, just walking a few steps, Zety was silent when she heard a voice calling her name from behind. Zety turned around and snorted violently after seeing Bram standing in the doorway and was staring at him at this moment. Zety's face turned full of hate.

"Go! I'm sick of seeing you, Old Man!" expel Zety.

"Papa wants to talk to you a little." Bram shut the door tightly because he was worried that Zety would kick him out.

"What are you going to say? I don't like to talk!" Zety's voice still sounded.

"Zet, will you forgive me before you leave this world to catch up with your mom and dad?" pinta Bram's. Zety turned his head, looking at the father with an inexplicable look.

"What do you mean?" zety asked impatiently.