The Passion of Love of the President
CHAPTER 64 - The Same Place, Different People.

He did not look wrong, Erika with Zidan also seemed to be rained and sheltered in front of the shop next to the workshop. Their distance is quite far, but Zia's eyes can still see clearly the friend and ex-lover.

"What do you see, Zia? You haven't answered, honey."

Mikhail's eyes were not as sharp as Zia's, especially now in front of him Zia deliberately blocked his view until the man gave up for a long time.

"Nothing, the artisan knows gejrot .. Is it okay?"

"No, your stomach will hurt."

Very grateful there are also traders know gejrot who fared the same. It was easy enough to make Mikhail not ask much questions, he did not search again with jelly who Zia actually saw.

"Jaudah if not approved," said Zia resigned, the reason he was actually. In fact, he was not interested at all because he had entered the hospital due to eating tofu gejrot with Erika one year ago.

Waiting for quite a while, Zia still stole a glance in that direction. It seemed like Zidan was fine, for a long time he had not seen that smile. "Thank God," Zia's inner sighed slowly. Honestly, Zia misses

Just missing, doesn't mean wanting to come back. She was aware of who and how she was now, she was Mikhail's wife who was also pregnant with the man's child. It's just that, to forget him couldn't possibly be.

Zidan is a good man in his life, although he is not necessarily able to give everything like Mikhail, but when he became his lover Zidan gave what he had.

"Darling," called Mikhail to disperse Zia's daydream, the man kissed Zia's back wrapped in a thick jacket.

"Yes, why, Mas?"

"If our son is born, would he use the elements of the universe?" mikhail asked as he looked at the still dark sky at the far end. The man was indeed a little strange, he liked the slightly gloomy atmosphere or the darkness.

"Can ... for example what?"

Zia was already that serious looking at her face looking up at the sky. Mikhail is adorable, and indeed handsome.

"Thunder," said Mikhail casually.

"So don't want to, that's the name Om-om mesu*m on campus." Not anything Zia has amused herself, besides why can Mikhail have the idea of a child's name so.

"If lightning?"

Zia shook her head, just thunder she did not want let alone lightning, she thought.

"Continue what? Mega overcast? The cumulonimbus? The culumus? Citrus? Or what?" The question Mikhail ngasal, inexplicably mention the types of clouds.

"Ck, it's been the same Mama aja..ngasal really surprised," said Zia tired in the end, she thought Mikhail was serious but in fact still joking.

"Hahaha, let the atmosphere be warm, Zia .. cold because."

Mikhail laughed discordantly, his wife was too serious when he was joking. He was indeed not as creative as Ibra who even created a name with their respective philosophies.

"Hug dong, Mas's jacket thinness." He asked solemnly, Mikhail doesn't care if there's anyone else here.

"Here, my hand is angelin."

Zia clasped Mikhail's hand tightly, then rubbed his palms together to create warmth there. The old ways that Zia got from Zidan now she practices on other men.

"Abis rubbing paste on Mas's cheeks, gini ... warm right?"

Mikhail pulled the corner of the lips, although he also knew this way for a long time the man still listened to Zia so closely.

"You are indeed smart, Zia ... not in vain Mas pursue to the end of the world," said Mikhail then, a simple sentence that always managed to make Zia really valuable.

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"Hahaha the rub is relaxed, Erika .. blister her hand later," said Zidan while laughing discordantly, the man shook his head slowly with this sabahatical behavior.

"Ck, there's no taste, Zidan."

"Basar spoiled, gini .. rubbing bentar, after that .. paste."

Just can not, Zidan lamented the stupidity of his best friend who is loading long. The man ruffled Erika's hair until the woman could only stare with her grim face.

"Not bad, the warmest is just a blanket of dots."

"That's another story, Erika," said Zidan sighed softly, it seems free to talk to this woman.

Zidan sighed harshly, it had been seven months that he had lived in question marks. Pretending not to care about his passing turns out to be tiring, Zidan regrets the decision because he chose to actually leave that night.

The rain, the two and being stuck in this place were things he would always remember. Zidan shuffled his thick hair, hoping that he could stare at the face of the owner of the heart that he no longer had.

"What do you think?"

"Hm? No, just afraid Mama worried," he replied differently to what actually occurred in the mind.

"Honestly, Zia, right?"

"Currently, why think of him? People have broken up" said Zidan as if still leaving hatred in his soul, even though at this time Zidan half-dead miss him.

"Even your eyes can't lie, Zidan .. You miss him, right?"

It is very difficult to say yes, but until when he continues to hide this even without him talking anyone is able to guess the contents of his heart.

"Still darling?"

"Still, lie if you don't." Zidan grinned bitterly at Erika at this moment, perhaps the only one who understood how sick Erika was other than her own.

"You said, as long as Zia is happy you are also happy .. let's spirit dong, because right now she must be very, very happy, trust me."

It was very sad actually, although honestly Erika did not understand how Zia was. However, she believes that the man named Mikhail Abercio who claimed to be Zia's future husband some time ago will replace Zidan in Zia's life.

"Are you sure, Erika?"

"Very sure, her husband was a good man ... Zia will not choose wrongly," said Erika unconscious and quickly she covered her mouth with her fingers.

"His husband? Zia's really married?"

"Hm, it seems so .. but, I don't know for sure, Zidan." There was no intention for him to say this if Zidan had not discussed Zia before.

"Married, thank God the badjets are responsible."

Zidan clenched his hands, if he came back he remembered that there was only pain left. Power and money separated her love for Zia, although in the end Zia chose to end, but Zidan never made Zia as a person who hurt.

"What responsibility? What do you mean, Zidan? You know more than me, right?"

In fact, they both hid everything they knew about Zia. Erika shut up to keep Zidan's heart, while Zidan shut up to keep Zia's good name.

"Forget it, quickly go home .. I forgot Mama had to go to the hospital again this afternoon," Zidan asked now to go to his motorbike.

"It's still raining like this, we can get wet, Zidan," Erika cried out to some people who were around the place. Erika closed her mouth when she realized that her voice was that big, and her eyes had to see the sweet scene that had been her dream for a long time at the end.

"Sholawat used to be ah, next year could be like the couple .. make envy a rain-hugging rain, where on me again." Still had time to nag even though he was trying to follow Zidan's steps.

Tbc