Forced to Get Off Bed

43. Zeya's mistake?

When the fun again watching the cinema, Digta's phone suddenly rang loudly. Made a few pairs of eyes so looked towards him.

“Never seen a movie, huh, Mas? It should be the ringtone of Mas Digta's mobile phone in silent,” Zeya chirps.

Digta did not care about Zeya's words, and went out of the bishop's studio to receive a call from Tina.

“Iya, Mi?” Legitimate Digta after the call is connected.

“Where have you and Zeya been, anyway? Why not go home yet?” Tina immediately nagged at length.

“Ng—iya, we'll be home soon, Mi.”

“Aduh, Digta. If you can go home now, dong. This is your child is sick, the fever is very high,” said Tina in panic.

“Yang really, Mi?”

“For what Mami lied! Let's go home fast Digta...”.

“OK, Mi.” Connection interrupted. Digta went back into the cinema and immediately pulled Zeya by force to get out of the cinema studio.

“Mas, what the hell is this? No release!” Zeya is shocked and tries to brush off Digta's touch by force.

But, Digta's grasp was too strong. We have to go home, Mami says that Ciya is sick. The fever is high,” the man said.

Zeya stopped rebelling. “What?”

Shortly after, Zega and Kiara also came out of the cinema studio because they looked confused to see the behavior of the two.

“Pak, Digta, what is it?” Ask Kiara curiously.

“Bu Kiara, sorry, I can't take Bu Kiara home. Because me and Zeya have to go home soon, my son is sick,” Digta said hurriedly.

“Zega, sorry, I ruined our show.” Zeya put on a sad face as she looked at Zega.

“Nothing, Zey.” Zega smiles.

“We excuse you first.” Digta pulled Zeya's hand to take her away.

Zeya shouted at Kiara. “Bu Kiara don't forget to pick up the car directly at the campus, so tomorrow we don't pick up Bu Kiara again.”

“Hush!” Tegur Digta's.

Zeya turned her lips upside down while following the steps of Digta who was still pulling him into the car.

***

“Why can Mas Digta be in the same cinema as me?” Zeya opened the conversation when they were already in the car, and the car sped up the highway.

“Continue,” Digta replied briefly. Reluctant to look at Zeya and his gaze only focused on the streets in front of him.

“No chance to doang, Mas Digta must have followed me huh?”

Digta grinned as if to mock. “Don't kegeeran. I have no good reason to follow your steps, Zeya. You are not important in my life.”

“If it doesn't matter, why—“ Zeya's tongue feels silly when it comes to continuing this sentence.

“Why what?” Digta was curious.

“Why, Mas Digta kissed me.”

Suddenly the atmosphere became cold and tense. Digta felt his cockiness dry, and he needed some drinking water. But the reason is, there are no drinks available in the car.

“Why did Mas Digta kiss me?” Ask Zeya again. Still curious and wanted to know the man next to him.

But, Digta decided to shut up and not answer. Meanwhile, Zeya was so curious about Digta's answer. Does her sister-in-law like her? Ewh, thinking about it disgusts her.

Digta and Zeya went straight into the house to approach Ciya in her room.

Ciya was lying weakly on the bed, and next to her was Tina who kept compressing Ciya's forehead.

“How is Ciya, Mi?” Digta was really worried, whether he would touch Ciya's body which felt very hot.

“The temperature reaches 39 degrees Celsius. We'll just take it to the doctor, Dig. Mom is very worried.” Tina showed an anxious face.

“Iya, Mi. Let's go to the hospital now.” Digta carried Ciya's body and carried her into the car.

While Tina, stopped stepping when she passed Zeya.

“Just try you can be a good Mom for Ciya, and not think about your own feelings, Zeya. Ciya would not be sick like this. Do you know why all this happened? Because there is no figure of Mother who can take care of Ciya. While you? Even busy with your own world, assume that you are still young!” Again Tina said sarcastically, and Zeya knew that this would happen.

Who else would be to blame if the child was sick? The first one must be her mother! Moreover, the status of Zeya is now a surrogate mother, of course all the mistakes fall to Zeya.

After Tina left with her anger, Zeya rushed to pick up some of Ciya's clothes and put them in a bag. Who knows, Ciya will have to be hospitalized. So, Zeya already had preparations.

For Tina's words? Never mind, don't think about it.

***

The doctor said that Ciya should be hospitalized. And Digta immediately took the VVIP room so that the family who guarded Ciya also felt comfortable.

“If Mami and Papi want to go home, just go home. There was me and Zeya who were guarding Ciya here,” Digta said as he watched Tina and Tio look tired.

Tina took a long breath. “You sure you can take care of your own child? Are you sure that your wife can also look after your child?” Then, Tina holds her. “Why Mami isn't sure yes. Just look at her behavior still feels single women and looks without a burden at all. He doesn't care about you and your son. He used to say he promised to look after Ambar's son. But where is the evidence? In fact, Mami rarely saw him playing with Ciya. Mami rarely saw him take care of Ciya. That work, afternoon molor, to campus, keep coming home malem.”

“Mami...” Digta. “It's in hospital, don't make a fuss here.”

“It is precisely the right time to reveal all the uneg-uneg in Mami's heart, because Mami has been very arrogant with your wife. Ambar's purpose and purpose is to get you married, so that Zeya can take good care of you and your child. Ambar doesn't want any other woman to take care of you. But, if this is the way, Mami prefers that you are taken care of by other women who are much better than her!” Tina narrowed her eyes sharply towards Zeya.

Zeya is unable to resist, because this is also her mistake that has neglected to be a mother continued. He should have thought about Ciya's fate as well. Because Ciya definitely needed the figure of Mother after Ambar left.

“Mami, stop. Let's just go home.” Tio tried to persuade his wife and touch her shoulder.

But, Tina was too hard to brush off Tio's touch. “Digta, if she can't be a good wife to you, you're divorced! Why should it be forced this way. There is no positive side to this marriage. Because this marriage only harms you, harming our extended family too!”

“Mami, stop! Why blame Zeya and force them to divorce? We have no right to interfere in their household affairs.” Tio was annoyed by his wife's words.

“I'm entitled, Pi. Because I'm Mami Digta and Oma Ciya. So I'm entitled to do anything for the good of my son and grandson.”

“Pi, please take Mami home. I'm really tired of having to argue tonight.” Digta nibbled his temple

“Come let's go home.” Finally Tio pulled his wife out of the hospital room.

Digta sighed furiously, while walking back and forth. He looked at Zeya who was sitting on the sofa while bowing his head, then his shoulders seemed to tremble violently as the sound of sobbing slid from his lips.

“Hey, don't think too much about Mami's remarks,” Digta said to Zeya.

Zeya looked up, tears had already washed his face. “I'm a lousy Mom, Mas. I should have been able to pay attention to Ciya even better, even though Mba Ambar had asked me to take care of Ciya. But, I didn't do that well.” Zeya wiped her tears using her arms. “Maybe...” Zeya sucked his snot. “Maybe Mami beanr, Mas. We are divorced and living apart. Mas can find a wife and Mother who is more suitable for Ciya and better than me.”

Digta sat down next to Zeya. “I have not thought of doing that, I am just living this life as the water flows. I do not love you, but I will carry out Ambar's last will, Zey.”

Zeya looked at the man's face fixedly. “For what, Mas? It'll all be free. I'm a fucked-up woman, and haven't pantes become a wife.”

Digta took a deep breath, although Zeya was annoying and Digta disliked this woman in front of him. But, if you have seen a woman cry, her heart will long ago melt too.

Digta narrowed the distance between them, and pulled the woman into his arms.

“Sorry.” It was the only calamity Digta could speak. “I'm not a good husband to you either. But I will try, even if it feels heavy. Because the shadow of Ambar is still in my mind.”

Zeya did not say anything, because all she could do right now was cry. At least, Digta's embrace made her feel more relieved.