
Those eyes almost hypnotized me and made me feel like I was going back in time, if only I had not noticed the presence of glasses that were the barrier between us.
"Sister Ersya ..," I cite, surprised by Ersya's presence at a time like this.
Ersya again buried my head in her chest and clenched my body tightly so that I could feel the warmth that Erlan had always given me.
No, Ayasya! He's Ersya not Erlan's brother.
Like something just jerked my heart, I tried to release myself from Ersya's embrace.
"Sorry, sister," I said without looking at Ersya.
"Ayasya, look at me!" pinta Ersya, her tone sounds foreign to my ears.
I shook my head in rejection at Ersya's request, but she did not want to give up and cupped both of my cheeks with her hands so I was forced to look into her eyes.
"You crying?" ersya asked, her eyes still focused on mine.
"No!" I turned my face away.
This time, Ersya's hand moved to my shoulder. He gripped my shoulder firmly. "Don't lie to me!"
***
The atmosphere is quite calm and quiet in a cafe is my choice and also Ersya to share the burden that is filling my heart.
"Say, Ayasya! What the hell is going on?" ersya asked, her hand was busy stirring the espresso she had just ordered.
"Come on, brother," I replied resignedly with a gaze fixed out the window.
Ersya's breath was in stark contrast to my current unease. I wanted to share my anxiety with her, but I was too embarrassed to talk about this with Ersya.
"I'm willing to let you go back with Mr. Stevano just because of the life in your womb right now, but if my decision is wrong, please let me know! I will take you back to my hometown." said Ersya, her hands resting on the table.
Surprised by Ersya's touch, I immediately turned my attention to her. A moment of my gaze rested on the figure of Ersya which of course reminded me of the figure of Erlan's brother who had always been the only man in my life.
"No, Brother! I can't go back." I refused subtly as I pulled my hand away.
"Why?" ersya asked, her face illustrating a deep disappointment. "Do you love Mr Stevano now?" ask again.
Tub struck by lightning, my ears buzzed at Ersya's real question I didn't know what the answer was.
"Answer, Ayasya!" hardik Ersya when I didn't open my mouth.
"I don't know, Brother, I just can't let my son grow up without his father's presence." I said, holding back the pain of remembering what I was growing up like.
For a moment, only silence was created between me and Ersya. We dissolved in each other's minds until someone's voice shocked us both.
"It turns out you haven't given up, Mr. Chandra!"
I turned to the direction the voice came from and saw Daffin standing and staring intently at Ersya as if he was about to devour her. While Ersya did not hesitate in the slightest of threats in front of him.
Yeah, God! I feel like de javu because something like this happens every time Daffin comes face to face with Ersya.
"Are you done with your first mistress?" I was cynical about Daffin now choosing to sit next to me.
A wicked grin instantly appeared on my face. "Without being made by him, there is already a gap between us, Daffin."
Daffin's sad look from what I said just now, made me feel at least guilty. However, I will not be easily swayed just because of Daffin's weak attitude like this.
"Tell me one thing, is it true that Reena told me that the restaurant was where you proposed to her?" look at me, I don't know why in my heart I want Daffin to deny it.
"It's all just Reena's dirty play, you should"
"I don't want to hear your defense. Just say, true or not!" hardikku with increasingly angry annoyance.
"Yes!" daffin replied briefly, but it had a big impact on my heart.
At that time, I felt like the dumbest woman in the world for trusting a man like Daffin. It was obvious he was the man who played with my life and also caused the deaths of my two sons, but I still tried to accept him in my life.
"Go, Daffin!" I said coldly, without seeing Daffin's face.
"Listen to me first, Mrs Stevano!" disprove Daffin.
"You'd better go, Mr. Stevano!" lontar Ersya who had just been silent witnessed the debate between me and Daffin.
"Shut up! Don't interfere!" Daffin pointed his index finger at Ersya's face. "Your presence is causing trouble in my household." - sergeant Daffin.
"Enough, Daffin! You can't throw your mistakes at someone else. And again, brother Ersya has nothing to do with this matter. All this happened because of my stupidity! I was too stupid to think you really loved me. I'm too stupid to be happy every time you act nice to me. And I'm a fool because I let my heart be filled by you!"
My breath gasped after letting out all the grievances that were in my heart. I don't know what prompted me to say all that, but I don't even dare to look myself in the face.
In an instant, my body was already in the Daffin's arms. He kissed the top of my head repeatedly as he continued muttering.
"I really love you, My Starfish."
I don't understand why I feel relieved after expressing my feelings to Daffin. I didn't realize how I felt about him. As it turned out, my heart had betrayed me and allowed Daffin to enter and settle there.
Without notice, my hands were stretched out and coiled around the Daffin roast. There was comfort in my heart once I decided to return Daffin's embrace.
"Ayasya ..," Lirih heard Ersya's voice when she called out to me.
I gasped when I realized that Ersya was still standing here and witnessing yet another big decision in my life.
"Sorry, brother," I said, breaking free from Daffin's embrace.
Ersya's eyes looked shattered. He must be disappointed with what I'm doing right now. "If it's your decision I'll accept it with a big heart, but I won't leave you. I'll stay around you and take care of you."
"Sir Ersya ...."
"I have no shortage of bodyguards to look after my wife, Mr. Chandra." - sergeant Daffin, his hand holding my shoulder that was about to step in to hug Ersya.
"That's the difference between you and me, Mr. Stevano! I'd rather keep Ayasya to my own ability, than have to rely on others."
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