Adek I'm BAD

23. She's Gone

Hello, double up. This part is dedicated to those of you who were excited in the previous part. I was very happy when reading your comments that sparkle and make me become excited. But sorry I haven't had time to reply to your comments. Instead I'm up again. Enjoy and enjoy reading.

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Palmerah, West Jakarta.

January 1996

Ario Mansion has three main parts, one part is the main mansion occupied by a couple and a toddler aged 1.5 years. While on the left and right side, there are two minimalist houses that are not far from the main mansion—but both buildings stand behind the main mansion.

The left side is occupied by a husband and wife who are none other than assistants and friends of the owner of the mansion. While the right side, occupied by the second wife of the owner of the mansion. Yes, the owner of mansion—Deron Devranel Ario has two wives.

Deron was more often with his first wife, sometimes once a month or two months he spent the night with his second wife. He and his second wife, Areta Maura Syakila— were married not out of desire, but out of circumstance.

Areta, traumatized by the failed marriage of her parents, is determined not to marry. At that time, someone offered Areta a high price to be one of his wives. Areta's refusal occurs when the man proposes to her in public, Areta refuses outright. In fact, Areta has refused subtly, after all who wants to be a mistress who is only visited when needed.

The man is angry with the rejection that Areta did, he almost harassed Areta, if Deron and his assistant, Aldo— did not come immediately. Once free, Areta immediately ran out, where her two best friends, Zaskia and Heni, were waiting. Areta cried and hugged the two tightly.

Zaskia asks her husband Deron to marry Areta. The ridiculous proposal made Areta upset, she did not want to get married and her best friend instead told her to marry her own husband.

"Lo crazy huh, Zas? When everyone wants their loved ones to just love him and have him, you want to share your husband with someone else? Eror it's lo's brain!"

Zaskia shook her head, then smiled at Areta. Both of his hands grabbed Areta's hand and held her. "Gue ga papa if you have to share with you. Marriage is not a bad thing, not all marriages will end in ruin. Trust me the same! Deron's a good husband, he ain't gonna leave you."

"Zaskia, I .. arghhhh, shit." Areta grabbed her own hair.

Zaskia continues to persuade Areta until the girl wants to. After going through a long persuasion, Areta nodded resignedly with her best friend's ridiculous plan.

One week later, the marriage was on a title. Deron made the wedding festive, just like his first wedding. After that they went seven days to Switzerland for a honeymoon.

Indeed Deron only visits Areta once a month, that's Areta's request. His second wife did not want to make Areta feel like taking his best friend's property. And during the night, Deron had never touched Areta despite only hugging. All this time they have not, rather have not done it. Traumatized Areta and Deron who values her privacy.

Everything was fine until that day. Deron came home at 1am with his jaw hardened, his hands clenched tightly after meeting someone who had been haunting his mind all along.

The man was upset then punched the wall that was next to him. "Can I afford to lose them? Zaskia, Rio, Areta," he murmured softly.

"Master?"

"No Frans, let him go. Mr. Davanendra loves him and I can't do it myself."

Another guard approached the troubled Deron. "Master, the madam is waiting for the master in the main hall. He's asleep."

Deron immediately headed for the main hall and sure enough his wife fell asleep on the sofa. Deron slipped both his hands on his wife's shoulders and legs, carrying the woman into the room. He kissed her forehead. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Eughh." The eyes were open, rubbing softly before squeaking towards her husband.

"Sorry to wake you up, sleep again" she said, caressing Zaskia's chubby cheeks.

"Where have you been?"

"Sorry, Honey. In my office there is a problem, I have to overtime so that tomorrow I can accompany you and Areta relax." Deron was forced to lie, he could not explain the real reason why he came home late.

"You should go home, we'll understand how you are. Don't overtime too often, you can get sick."

"I'm sorry. Zaskia, can I spend the night at Areta's?" Deron is actually hesitant to ask permission, Zaskia has been waiting for him to fall asleep, while he instead leaves for Areta. He was afraid that Zaskia would be disappointed in him. However, if not now, he was confused when else. Before it was too late, maybe this was the moment he revealed something.

Zaskia smiled faintly and nodded. "Don't worry. Maybe he'll be happy if you come, I'm fine."

"Really?"

"Yes, honey."

"Thank you." Deron raises Zaskia's blanket and kisses her forehead, cheeks and lips. "See you."

Deron smiled meaningfully, for some reason Zaskia felt she would never see that smile again. Deron came out, leaving Zaskia who had involuntarily shed tears.

"Why does it feel like you're going far, Mom?"

The woman, Zaskia Anggun Moreta—takes the pillow that her husband used to use. Hugging the pillow tightly as if channeling an impingement. His fingernails were whitened as a result of gripping the pillow was too strong.

The smell of the husband, the aroma that had become opium for him. He breathed in the scent a lot, as if there were no more of it the next day. He continued to sob softly until he fell asleep from exhaustion.

...***...

Deron really came to Areta. The man woke up a wife he had never touched.

Areta pranks, surprised by Deron's presence on the other side of her bed. "Ap–what are you doing here?"

Deron shifted his body, approaching Areta who looked terrified. Areta shifts back as Deron gets closer.

"Go! Why are you like this? I can't, go to Zaskia!"

Deron shook his head strongly, quickly the man grabbed his wife's body. He kept her in a warm body. "Don't avoid me Areta. Truly, you and Zaskia are both my wives. Don't avoid it anymore."

Areta rebelled, she was still afraid of what happened one year ago. Areta started crying, she felt Deron hugging her getting stronger. "Please .. let me go. Deron freelancing ...," his whimpering sagged.

"Look, I won't hurt you." Deron whispered a few sentences in his wife's ear, Deron hugged her tightly while pecking her head several times.

Although he had a lot of fun, Areta finally wanted to look at Deron. Her husband smiled shadyly, Areta felt her cheeks heat up, she again drowned the face in Deron's chest. He never felt this comfortable in someone's arms, the memory of the past twenty years returned to his memory. Areta gripped the back of Deron's shirt.

"I don't want to ...."

"Areta, Honey ...." Deron rubbed his wife's head.

"They're over, I ...."

Deron was forced to unravel his arms, he cupped his wife's face. Removing her tears then kissing those shiny looking petals. "Dear listen, since I married you, although this marriage is not our wishI have promised Zaskia and myself that I will not leave you. Our story will end happily, I promise you. Trust me, Areta. I love you my wife."

Deron put his lips together, just stuck for a moment—feel how comfortable the lips in front of him are. Over time the lips began to move—melum*t wet lips that he patted. It was like a strawberry and a little salty because of Areta's tears that hadn't stopped since. After persuading Areta many times, Deron finally began to launch his action. He wants to make sweet memories for Areta.

"Since I tied you up, recite the kabul ijab in front of the ruler, my first wife and other witnesses. I am determined to love you, love you and make you happy. Promise not to fear and avoid, for I am your protector. Your husband, Areta Maura Syakila. Do you love me too, my wife?"

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It all started when their son was looking for his father, Zaskia told Rio to go to Areta's house. Rio did not find his father there, he only found Areta who was still asleep. Unable to believe what her son said, Zaskia walks into Areta's house. The house was deserted, all the rooms were occupied, still her husband was not found.

A man with a shirt and suit draped over his shoulder approached Zaskia. The man came with his wife, Alisa Heni Widyawati— sat down next to Zaskia and calmed her down.

Someone walked over, she wore a peach dress and stroked her hair. "What's this?"

No one answered, Zaskia glanced at the newly arrived person. The man walked closer to him, he only realized something. Zaskia. "Shit's." Deron left after doing it with Areta.

Zaskia stood up regardless of the gaze directed at her. He even brushed off Heni's hand that would grab his wrist. "Where are Francisco and Eduard?"

Aldo fell silent in his place, as two names came from Zaskia's lips.

"Jacky, come here!" Zaskia called a bodyguard who was not far from them gathered.

"Yes, Madam."

"Where did Francisco and Eduard go? I don't see them at all."

"Sa–I don't know, Mistress."

"Say! If you know something."

"Mr Francisco heated up the car at 04:05 a.m., while Mr. Eduard distributed some firearms to all of us. Then Mr. Deron, it seems that you left first because I didn't see him with Mr. Francisco, Eduard or Levin."

Zaskia closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. "All right, you can go."

"Excuse me, Madam."

Zaskia turned around, looking at the only man among them. "Lo is also one of his assistants, right? It's not possible that my husband is not telling you anything."

Aldo sighed. The man pulled out the phone and handed it to Zaskia. The woman received it, then read the message there.

Al, I'm taking both my wife and son. Oh yeah, if my guess is right, I'm like I'm gonna have another baby. But before that, please have Areta confirm it for another 2 weeks. Company, I hand over all the same lo. Thanks.

Zaskia tried to contact Deron in a huff.

"Gue has tried many times but nil. I think he changed cards right away after sending a message."

Zaskia grumbled to her husband who went nowhere. He returned the phone to Aldo and then turned to look at Areta. He walked closer to Areta.

The woman looked at him with a question mark. "Say that this is all a lie, Zas! Tell me it's just a dream!" Areta screeched then pulled Zaskia's arm closer, hugging Zaskia tightly. Shed a cry on Zaskia's shoulder. "Zaskia, please say if this is just a dream. Please, Zas ...."

Zaskia simply rubbed Areta's trembling back. His heart also ached, not finding the right sedative word because he himself was overwhelmed with grief.

Zaskia felt her clothes tighten and her back was very wet. Areta is getting her focus. "He promised he wouldn't leave me, leave us . but, promise is promise."

Tests.

Tests.

The clear liquid began to wet Areta's clothes, Zaskia sobbed a little there. Deron had indeed given him advice, but at that time he considered it just a joke. He had no idea that Deron had really abandoned him.

If someday I leave for no apparent reason, don't look for me. Don't do anything to find me. If you are my place of return, how far I have traveled, I will return to you. But if I don't come back, then please and pray for me.

"Arese ...." Zaskia's gaze blurred, her body slumped to the point of making Areta who was gripping her become shocked. The woman hugged Zaskia tightly.

"Due ...."

"Zaskia, you're horrifying me, right?"

"Zaskia?"

Aldo and Heni who were both talking were shocked to hear Areta's cry. They saw Areta, who had assembled Zaskia's body.

"Aldo please," Areta's great-grandson.

Aldo received Zaskia's body before falling down, he immediately carried her into the mansion. Heni hugged Areta from the side.

"Zaskia's gonna be fine, right Hen?"

Heni smiles then embraces Areta to enter the mansion. "Don't worry. Zaskia is a strong, strong girl. He's gone through the most difficult phase between the three of us, maybe he was in shock. She will be fine."

Heni turned Areta towards him, holding both of the woman's arms. "This queen can't be sad either. Deron that I will not break his promise, once he said that he would do. So wait and be patient."

Heni smiled and let go of his hand. "Let's go in!" Areta immediately wiped her tears and nodded.

Only a moment later did the two of them step, their ears hearing a young boy who was as excited as he was. Areta immediately looked back, seeing a boy in neat clothes being carried by one of the bodyguards.

"Pi, Pi, Pi, Io and Pi. Where's Pi, Io?" The boy wanted to get down from the guard. The crying is getting louder.

"Huaaa, Pi wits. Pi left Io, Pi ga take, Io." The boy was seen hitting the bodyguard's chest. "Io want to follow Pi, get off Akel! Io'll follow, Pi."

Areta immediately let go of Heni's embrace, walking closer to the child who was still whining. While Heni only saw what happened next.

Areta wiped the rest of her tears, standing in front of the child with a smile made as sweet as possible. He just remembered, if the weekend the four of them will spend time outside. Usually Deron and Rio would play plane-treatment, where Rio was shouldered on his father's shoulders.

Areta wiped away the tears that had almost fallen. "Rio, honey."

The little boy turned his head, extending a hand to Areta. "Ma, ma, ma ... Pi, Io pegi, Ma ntar Io and Pi. Mi, asih bobo at home, Mi was angis."

Areta immediately held the baby, kissed the baby. Little Rio hugged Areta's neck. "Ayuuu Ma, Ari Pi," he said still sobbing.

Areta immediately brought the boy in. While Heni was still observing Areta who looked troubled when the baby rebelled again.

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