
Deya comes to the University accompanied by bodyguards disguised as students. He did not disbelieve in Edward just that this was his problem and the university should not be involved in him.
She wears a hoodie jacket as well as color trousers and a blonde wig, a mask that covers her face. No one thought it was Deya.
He walked into the dean's room after knocking on the door and was welcome.
"Please, Sir."
"Jiang, please sit." Deya then sat in front of the Dean, bounded by a desk full of piles of maps.
"It's good you came here. That means you're the student in charge of everything you do."
Deya.
"Do you know why I called you?" ask the Dean. Deya nodded.
"That's actually a private domain. The university has no right to interfere. Mr. Edward explained everything. However, this has become public consumption. A lot of journalists come and find information about you. The name of this university began to be associated and we are angry with all the news. The worst thing is that there is one news circulating if many students at this university who sell themselves. It tarnishes our good name in the outside world."
"I understand sir therefore I will accept the consequences."
"Whatever that is?" ask Dean.
"Yes, sir." Wasn't it her life's choice to become Edward's mistress so she had to accept it.
"I'm asking you to leave this university in a good way so that if any news crew comes here we can answer if you're not here anymore."
Deya's chest felt tight. He can't breathe. He has the desire and ideals that he wants to achieve later after finishing college. However, it evaporated instantly. He was working on his script. One more step left he got a college degree but he had to abandon that desire.
What has been the meaning of his struggle all this time? It was all just a dream that he could not achieve.
"I've made my resignation letter from this university." Deya took an envelope from inside her bag. Leave it to the Dean.
"I accept your goodwill and thank you for your cooperation please tell Mr. Edward if we can't help you because our good name is at stake."
"I'm sure he'll understand."
"I know Mr. Edward well. We used to go to school. It's actually heavy doing this."
"It's okay sir. It is your duty that you must live."
"Yes, if you understand. We're actually hard at letting go of a top-performing student like you. Even if you pass it can be predicted to enter Cum claude.
" I actually wanted it to happen and it was also my dream but fate said another."
"My advice is not to stop pursuing your dreams until you can achieve them."
"Yes, sir."
"You can continue your studies elsewhere. I'm sure your husband will be supportive even if you want to study abroad."
Deya just nodded wryly."
After that, Deya left. He came out after putting on his mask and glasses again. He's a bodyguard sitting around there standing and approaching.
"Is it the Madam?"
"Mrs, is it over?" Deya sighed and nodded.
They then left the university. At first glance he saw his friends were joking and shouting happily. Something Deya had missed all this time. That freedom.
Now he's not the old Deya anymore. Not free to do anything else. There is his name and the name of Edward are connected to each other. He did not want to add to Edward's burden with all his troubles. She knew her husband was struggling for her to be accepted by everyone especially her family. However, there was no response.
Zahra the kid how is he? Is he okay or is as sad and lonely as he is. Deya was eager to see it but was afraid of getting rejection from the boy.
Someone approached from behind his body and touching his shoulder made Deya startle and stop a step.
"Dey, is that you?" ask someone whose voice sounds familiar to the ear. A voice he had never heard.
Deya's body stiffened for a moment. Her eyes are red. He did not dare to look back to show a face in front of the man he had betrayed.
"Hey, you don't go near him" said Deya's bodyguard. However, Angga paid no heed.
"De," Angga shouted making everyone around them turn towards Deya.
Deya. He continued his steps from there.
"Why, De? You should be honest with me I can definitely help you out of trouble instead of leaving me this way" Angga said, following Deya.
The woman wiped her tears. In his heart there is still the name Angga considering their love relationship that has been established for a long time. So it was not easy for him to replace the figure of Angga with other men, including Edward. Edward has his body and soul. He was still trying to bury Angga deeply. But when I saw him again it was painful.
One of Deya's bodyguards blocked Angga from approaching Deya.
"De, I love you," cried Angga unconcerned with everyone's gaze. Deya's friends who heard Angga's screams from afar stared at him.
Deya then left there without saying a word. Sayup-sayup he heard his name called by Angga but he kept walking. Leaving Angga along with his memories. He only hoped God would put Edward in his heart and make him the sole owner of his heart until the end of his life. She did not want to betray her husband even if it was in her heart. He only married once in a lifetime so try not to fail this marriage in the middle of the road even though the terrible ordeal hit their new marriage for a lifetime.
Deya's head began to feel dizzy hearing the whispering voices of the students who were looking at her with cynical and accusatory gazes. Perhaps they had been provoked by the news Soraya made. He had to teach that woman a lesson. It seemed that the words he had uttered the other day were less so that the woman was still fishing in the murk of this atmosphere.
"Where are we going?" ask Deya's bodyguard when they're all in the car.
"To Mas Edward's house, the main house."
"Mrs you're sure!" said the guard. "Do we also have to contact Mr Edward?"
"No need, I just want to talk to women."
"I don't think your wish will be achieved given Lady Aya's volatile nature. You know for yourself what he is. I'm afraid you were attacked by him."
"Then what good are you guys by my side!"
"Well if that's your wish. It's just me, think it's good you contact Mr. Edward first."
"No, he's having an important meeting with the shareholders. There were problems with his leadership, some were trying to bring down my husband through this issue. I don't want to add to the problem."
"Okay, ma'am, I understand."
"However, we stopped by Zahra school first. I want to see it."
"Okay, Madam."