
"Hey.you did my son." A baritone that shocked Syita and the man.
Moreover, Denny immediately pulled the jacket worn by the young man. Denny landed a raw bogem on the face of the young man who was thought to be the cause of the child crying. Syita immediately stood up and tried to prevent her father from committing violence.
The young man felt the heat on his right cheek, then swiftly brushed aside Denny's hand that was about to hit him a second time.
"It was just an accident, pa!" Syita tried to explain while pulling the body of her papa.
"You mean! he has done just that and doesn't want to take responsibility so you mean? huh." huh." His hand was still held by the young man, Denny already felt like he was going to lose.
"Pa...Syita's guilty pa!" Denny lowered his hand. And the young man confirmed the location of his jacket.
"What do you mean, you!" looking at his son.
"Syita hit him earlier, pa!" admitting mistakes.
"I'm sorry, I don't seem to have any more business here. Thank you for the gift, sir, next time you're meticulous you're in action." Just leave while feeling the corner of his lips are swollen because of the act of Denny.
"Hey, wait, I'm sorry." Syita was not happy, because the young man was not wrong. The young man stopped without looking.
"Next time don't cry anywhere. Or someone will be the victim, miss." The young man continued his path.
Syita still feels guilty, "all this is because of papa. Papa and mom are equally selfish." Pushing Denny.
"What do you mean, son? let's go in and blow it all inside. Yep!" Approaching and persuading Shita. Syita according to him when in the handcuff her father entered her apartment.
Inside they did not find Maya. "Mom don't care about me, pa!" Sad when seeking attention is ignored.
"You've met my mom, have you?" Denny is confused.
"It's over!" Lirih Syita's.
"Don't tell me, you cried because you had a fight with your mom, you!" Guess Denny. Syita nods auto Denny massages her temple.
"So papa had committed a criminal act. Hit people for no reason. Shita.why did you not prevent papa earlier. What if that person reports to the authorities about the persecution." Denny pulled out her hair.
"Yes, why didn't papa first. Dateng dateng directly play a tonjok only." It is not Shita's fault.
"Yes.., papa's worried. Your brother was crying and the boy was there. Papa thought he was your boyfriend, and he hurt you." Denny sat down next to his son. Both were silent for a moment. Maya came from her room.
"When do you come home?" kissing husband.
"Aren't you Syita? just slammed the door really hard eh turned back again." Maya looks relaxed saying that, while Syita breath up and down.
Mama is so much like her own child.
"He broke Syita's heart, pa!" Shita stood up "I want to go home. Free to come here mom is as good as I'm so happy without Shita." It was right to leave the apartment where his parents lived.
"Mama doesn't want to explain anything either."
"Come, pa. I know Syita is like that. It will be good on its own." Maya is being indifferent. Denny only shook his head with the behavior of his wife who rarely paid attention to their daughter.
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Ziya sat restlessly on the living room sofa. Several times looked towards the door but nothing appeared from there. The photo sent by Rafa at that time made him even more worried.
"Miss go to sleep first, let me wait for Miss Shita to come home." Persuade Cak Ali.
Ziya had dinner with Aditya alone. Syita went nowhere, she didn't know. After dinner, Rizal comes to discuss work. They're overtime for a new project in Aditya's workspace.
And Shita, until almost midnight has not yet revealed the trunk of his nose. Ziya was worried that something could happen let alone Shita daughter.
"Did Shita not say where to go, Cak?"
"No miss!"
Ziya threw his body again onto the sofa. Several times trying to call the number he was going to still he said busy.
"Sir Ali, do you have a friend Syita's number that we can call."
"Ah yes, miss. I'll be looking for it soon."
Cak Ali and Ziya several times contacted friends Syita. But everyone claims no one is with him tonight. It made Ziya even more anxious. Moreover, Ziya also has not told about the photo sent by Rafa to Aditya.
From the workspace, Rizal and Aditya are so busy with their work that they forget time.
"Boss, you don't want to rest. Your wife must have been waiting for this." Tempta Rizal, in fact he is the one who wants to take a break tonight. His body is sore.
"All right, let's continue tomorrow. You rest first I want to edit this for a while.Rizal just stay here." Rizal nodded while yawning.
"Hurry to rest, Zal. Looks like you're so exhausted. Take care of your condition lest you get sick and trouble me." Rizal rolled his eyes lazily.
Isn't it you who always bothers me huhh. Fucking boss. The fate of patient Rizal. Inner Rizal.
"Good night, boss." Rizal impatiently wanted to immediately lay down his stiff back.
Aditya is still working on his laptop. He glanced at the clock and then exhaled. It is time to sleep. Inner Aditya. He's getting his desk back. Stretching his muscles that feel stiff. And out of his office too.
Aditya enthusiastically headed for his private room. But it looks empty. There was no sign of his wife in the room. He saw an empty nightstand there was no water there. Aditya thinks Ziya must have taken some drinking water. He went straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth and change his clothes. Before that, he sent a message to Ziya if he was done with his work and went back to the room.
Ziya got a message from her husband. "Sir, Aditya has been waiting for me I went back to the room first yes, if Syita has come home contact me. Okay!"
"OK, miss. I'll let you know if Miss Shita comes home." Cak Ali replied politely
Ziya once again looked at the door of the house before actually leaving from there. Suddenly a bodyguard arrived in a hurry. Ziya did not continue his steps to return to the room.
"Miss, miss Shita non." The burly bodyguard looked nervous.
"Why with Shita." Ziya panicked himself.
"Miss Shita is home."
"Allah, be good when you come home."
"But non...! non Shita home...
Before the Bodyguard said again, someone sounded a greeting. Ziya answered his greetings enthusiastically but afterwards he was wide in disbelief at what he saw.
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Why can Ziya be so lazy? let's wait for the continuation. And do not forget to leave a trace so that the author is more excited**.