EPOCHS

Chapter 22

Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

It's been a week, I've been in Bang Arjuna's villa. Precisely, in the peak area of Bogor. How far away is it suddenly in Bogor? How can?!It's a long story, brothers, I can't explain it!

I did not cheat with Bang Arjuna, here I live with the villa manager, namely mbak Ibel and mang Saswi. Those who have patiently helped me take care of my needs, even helped me forget the problems I was facing.

My feelings are quite improved, but somehow still not ready to meet Kak Al. You must already know what the cause is, which is clear, this time I do not want to discuss it.

Not that I don't miss him, but that's not true! I miss being heavy with him. Kangen nature judes her, kangen romantic her, kangen her cuckoo and cold nature. Anyway, miss all the wolves. But again hindered by the pain so stifling the chest. Ah, just remembering makes me sicker. Stress itself saw what was in front of me one week ago.

Al didn't call me? I have never been active on WhatsApp or any other social media. SMS and phone calls are not at all. Wh why? Because I've been deactivating my phone ever since I sent my last message to Brother Al. It hurts me to send that chat, it hurts God! I feel like the most selfish person in the world, the most cowardly, or whatever. Forgive your wife this is Brother Al, hiks!

"This is the tea, Za, the air's getting colder by nightfall. Kinza could just move inside." said a voice behind me. I looked at her, saw who she was. And that man is mbak Ibel. A woman who is older than me by two years.

I took over the glass that was placed on the tray, "Thank you a lot, mbak." I replied kindly.

"Can't you hold me for a second?" I asked Ibel who was leaving. Mother Ibel turned her back, and immediately sat down beside me.

Ma'am Ibel looks shy, maybe not good because alone with me. I am wellcome, really. I won't bite him either.

"No need to say that, mbak, consider me a friend mbak Ibel. Or you want to think of it as good as well." added me cheerful, mbak Ibel just smiled clumsy.

"What's up, Za?" tanya mbak Ibel kepo. I sipped the tea he made for me, after which took a deep breath before starting to speak.

"Never hurt a guy?" ask me gamang. And Ibel was a little surprised. Maybe I was surprised to hear the question I just asked. Maybe he really has been hurt by a guy. I don't know, I'm just patiently waiting for an explanation from him.

Ma'am Ibel took a slow breath, "Remember, when High School used to." her reply softly, her face water turned sad. Duh duh, I think I asked wrongly. Not fitting that same name mbak Ibel, just look at his face grim gegara me. Forgive Kinza, huh, mbak?

"Sorry if I'm presumptuous, can't you tell me? You see, I was suddenly kepo, he he he. Such as mbak feel objection, it's okay, don't need to tell also mbak." reply me while grinning without sin.

He looked at me gently, "May, really. So, just tell me straight to you?" ask him spontaneously. I nodded quickly. Enthusiastic wants to hear the heartbreaking story he has experienced.

Ma'am Ibel began to tell stories, ranging from a short meeting with a man, acquaintances, soan, until finally their relationship ran aground because the man was cheating. Original, a little horrified too. He cheated on me for not being in love anymore. Make a really sprain is a guy, but it can mutusin mbak Ibel first without having to cheat. Basic guy, he wants to feel good alone. Don't think about the feelings of that girl!

I rubbed Ibel's back, calming him who started crying. Ih, it really makes me not feel good. I guess I asked wrongly, brothers? Hiiii, please don't curse me, madam!

"Patient mom, yeah, sorry it looks like Kinza asked the wrong question." said I felt guilty. Thin smile was seen on the beautiful face of Ibel, his white hands stroking my hands.

"Ah is okay, mbak be a little relieved as well. So far only Kinza knows." I gawked in shock at Ibel's speech. For what's sake, I'm the first person to know the story of Ibel? I feel lucky, so first listener.

"If you may know, why would Kinza suddenly want to know?" he asked her while wiping away the tears left on her pretty face. I was stunned for a while, should I, too, huh, I told you the same mbak Ibel? Ah, but that's okay, count share sadness too, wk wk wk.

"I'm actually looking for a solution, ma'am. How can we dare to meet people who have hurt us. Honestly, my story is not much different. We've both been betrayed." lean on me without pause. I hope Ibel understands what I mean.

I kept my head down, my hands clinging to each other. A kind of dilemma was engulfing my soul. It's obvious, I'm in an acute dilemma, man! The dilemma is whether to see Al or not.

Ma'am Ibel rubbed my back, "Just accept it with chest space. It's not easy, but if we keep avoiding, how can it be done?"

"Jleb.." There's some kind of knife that stabbed me in the heart. Why do I realize now, and why I was so stupid all this time, to leave Brother Al just like that. I was even reluctant to listen to her explanation in the slightest. Oh my God, forgive me, forgive me, brother Al, hiks!

"Have you been hiding here for a week, don't you miss your husband? Doesn't Kinza want this to be over quickly?" ask him who made my heart more open. I kept my head down deeply. Regretting what I have done. Unknowingly, my tears were shed. Yes, tears are sinful!

"Now what am I supposed to do, mbak?" ask me to ask for a solution. Mother Ibel embraced me into her arms. Warm and comfortable, like a big brother's hug. Heeum, I miss Kenzo, my twin brother!

"Find him, apologize, and talk about it all with a cool head. Listen to all the explanations he makes." babuh mbak Ibel softly. I was amazed, really that was the answer that made my guts shrink.

Am I willing to meet Al? Is my heart ready? What is the truth that will make my heart break? To be honest, I was just afraid of getting hurt again. I'm afraid to hear that Brother Al still loves the Princess. Hem, confused, confused, confused!

But I think again, all problems will not be solved if I continue to follow my ego. And it is true what Ibel said, avoiding a problem is not the solution. So what dong should I do? Meet brother Al? Talk to her? Yeudahlah, I have to be brave, from now on I am determined to meet Brother Al. I have to be brave!

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Althafariz Ramaditya Aerospace POV

It's been a week since Kinza's departure gone somewhere. He didn't tell me where he was. I worried? Clearly be! I was very worried, afraid not to play. Kinza has been deactivating mobile phones since that day. I don't want to wait patiently for news from him.

Praying is the best thing I can do right now. Pray for Kinza to be okay wherever he is. And, may his heart soon improve so that he can listen to my explanation later.

Honestly, when I was in Magelang, I did not do anything dirty with Princess. Instead I saved him from someone who almost hit the Princess while skateboarding. I nolongin him? Yes, obviously, my duty as an Army is to protect the people. From any danger, whether small to big.

Not only that, my empathic spirit is too high. Yes, I was silent when someone's life was in danger. I don't want to have to help him.

At first I did not realize that it was the Princess. Because of the position he was in against me. And, at the time of the event, I immediately rushed over just like that. Helping the princess who was about to be hit.

For a while I was still silent, just like the Princess. Our faces did not look at each other because our positions were like people hugging. Perhaps, those who do not see clearly how chronologically, will assume that I am hugging. And that's what Kinza, my wife, is going through. He had misunderstood, misjudged the conditions.

I immediately took off my arms embrace on the Princess' body, as a voice I knew so well called out to me softly. My face immediately pale like a thief that was caught red-handed. I was shocked, obviously! I was just afraid that Kinza would misunderstand.

Apparently it happened, Kinza misunderstood what happened at that time. He even closed his ears. I don't have room to explain. Because no matter how hard I force, he stays still not willing to listen to me. Instead, he left me alone.

I'm sad? That's vivid. I'm sad that I can't explain anything to Kinza. I was too weak back then to let Kinza go.

There is no regret, because helping people is not a mistake. I feel sad because I miss him so much, his sweet smile, his silly behavior, his stupidity, and all the unique behavior that can make me laugh. I really miss her, I really want to hug Kinza's tiny body, hold her and cry in her arms.

But again I could only sigh deeply, letting everything happen to me. Maybe it's punishment for a dick like me, a man who can only hurt women. But, just my one wish, may Kinza quickly come and see me, hoping that he will listen to my explanation.

"Ah no suh, family problems, you will not be able to help." I reply as is. He's messy, maybe embarrassed for asking the wrong questions.

Ivan is a bachelor officer, he's the only member who cares for me the most. Not the others, but he really cares about me. Different from others.

"Izin, ready to be wrong danki." added Ivan while smiling clumsy.

"It's okay, Van, just relax. Oh yeah, how's your closeness with Intan?" instead I asked about Ivan's love story. I honestly just don't want my household story to be known to anyone. Well, you know for yourself, keeping a good name is my wish.

Ivan smiled shyly, "Izin, that's bang. Still not clear to be flanked." he said resigned. I laughed, let people say what. I just want to cover up my sadness.

"Where to be a man, yes ajakin dating. Take ngedate to be romantic, you know. Don't hang up your work." I reply with laughter. Agus and Vishnu who were here also laughed. Well understand, tonight I accompany single bachelors hanging out, except Vishnu, he already has a wife.

"Izin, afraid of getting scolded by brother." his ceplos plain. Well, this kid really made my mood go back. Polos is not kelulungan.

Drttdrt

My phone suddenly shook, I swiftly reached into my pants pocket. Stared at his phone screen and the notifications that appeared.

My wife❤

I gasped for a moment, looking at whether this was true of Kinza or not. Then I open the key on my phone and immediately open the whatsapp application.

Right brethren, it is Kinza, my wifeuuu! All right, let's read it carefully.

My wife❤

Tomorrow brother can pick me up not at the top of Bogor?

Kinza's message just left me confused. Bogor Peak? Whatdoes thatmean? So Kinza stayed in Bogor for a week, with whom?

A lot of questions came up in my mind. What's up until he gets there? With who? Arjuna though? Ah, jealousy instantly enveloped me.

I hurriedly replied to the message.

Althafariz Ramaditya Aerospace

Baby, you sharelock, and tell me what time.

A few seconds later, Kinza immediately replied to my message. Boiled, gercep once huh. May his heart be well, Aamiin.

My wife❤

[]Eight o'clock in the morning.

He gave me the current location with pick-up hours. I'm instantly a god-level spirit, eager to meet the adoration of my heart. Singles cover aja first, afraid of biting fingers wk wk wk.

...---...

Al is getting ready to pick up Kinza. His favorite car has been heated first, so nimble the reason.

Today is the weekend, yes inevitably Al must prepare faster. So that it is not hit by traffic jams, especially the peak area. Tau itself how the conditions there during holidays.

Al came out of his house feeling happy, his handsome face was beaming. Slowly, the car he was driving drove at a moderate speed.

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Meanwhile, in other places, Kinza was busy tidying up the clothes that accompanied Kinza for one week. With the help of Ibel aka Nabila, his work became easier.

"Sir, thank you so much for accompanying Kinza for one week. Mbak has also helped Kinza find a solution, Kinza is really grateful." said Kinza while hugging Nabila. His smile broke, making Nabila relieved.

"Sama-sama, Za, remember the message mbak, yes. Listen to his explanation, solve your problems with a cold head." replied Nabila repeated his words last night.

Kinza nodded in understanding, "Ready man!"

It's almost ten, but Al hasn't come yet. Kinza immediately felt anxious, worried that nothing would happen to Al. Not only that, Kinza was also afraid that Al was lying. He was afraid that Al would not keep his word.

"Sir, Al hasn't come yet, has he? I'm worried, mbak." Kinza said worriedly. His face looks bent.

"Patience, pray that he will be fine." replied Nabila softly.

“Drttdrtt”

Kinza's phone vibrated, a call from Sada appeared on his decent phone. He immediately accepted, as well as bringing the phone closer to his ear.

"Wa'alaikum sallam, mother, what's the matter with Kinza's phone?" ask Kinza curiously.

"___"

Kinza's face was different. The girl took a few steps back, the phone that was perched in the ear immediately fell to the floor.

"No way, this can't happen!" lirih Kinza with tears that are unstoppable again. The girl immediately sat down on the floor accompanied by a breaking sobbing.

What happened to Al?