Forced to Get Off Bed

47. How dare I kiss my wife!

“Bu Kiara...”.

Digta showed up at an inopportune time. In fact, just a little more Zeya had managed to drive Kiara away from this house.

“Loh, there is Mr. Digta apparently. Zeya said, Mr. Digta left again.” Kiara speaks without sin.

Zeya knew that Digta was looking at her even though he was standing behind her back. But, Zeya lazily turned around to meet Digta.

“Ng—ya, I was gone. But it's back. And maybe, Zeya didn't see me go home.” Somehow Digta had to find such an excuse to save Zeya from the shame of being caught lying.

But actually, Zeya also did not need to be saved. Zeya just wants Bu Kiara to leave.

Zeya stomped her feet in annoyance, turned around and left in front of them. Even as he stepped away, he was reluctant to look into the eyes of Digta— who was staring at him.

It's the bodo period, why is this Zeya's business?

“Please enter, Bu.” Digta refocused on Kiara.

The woman smiled warmly. “I brought the ingredients to cook the cake. Here are the supplies to make a cake, right, sir?” Kiara went into Digta's house.

“There's Mom, it's complete here. Because my wife likes to make cakes. And Ciya also likes to make cakes.”

“Wah, what a coincidence. Doesn't matter if I mess up Mr Digta's kitchen?”

“Not a problem as long as Bu Kiara pinter crank again.”

Kiara chuckles amusedly. While Kiara was heading to the kitchen to prepare a cake, Digta approached Ciya in her room.

TOK-TOK.

Digta peeked in, seeing Zeya and Ciya playing in the room.

“Ciya, exit yuk. There's Aunt Kiara outside, want to invite Ciya to make a cake.” Persuade Digta.

Ciya immediately shook his head. “No ah, I want to stay here with Aunt Zeya.”

“Ciya can't be like that. Not polite his name.”

“Why should be forced, Ciya already does not like Bu Kiara,” continued Zeya.

“I didn't ask about your opinion,” ketus Digta. “Ayuk, Nak.” Take Digta again to Ciya.

Ciya took a breath before finally getting off the bed. Before following her father out of the room, Ciya looked at Zeya first with a sullen face.

Zeya was curious, and came out of the room. He wanted to see how well Kiara made the cake. Apparently, Kiara is indeed as neat as it is when cooking in the kitchen.

Zeya pretended to go to the kitchen and took the food in the refrigerator. Seeing the closeness that exists between Kiara and Digta. Really bragging.

Zeya gulped the UHT milk box straight into her mouth, her shoulders leaning against the refrigerator door. He continued to notice the way Kiara smiled at Digta, seeing how Kiara was being considerate of Digta.

Well, really a motherly figure.

“Try me, this chocolate is good.” Kiara feeds a bar of chocolate into Digta's mouth.

But, before actually getting into the man's mouth, Zeya had already snatched the chocolate from Kiara's hands.

“Mau dong, Buk!”

Digta hissed annoyed. “Not polite you.”

Zeya did not care, because the sound of her house bell rang. And Zeya believes that Zega has arrived. Zeya immediately left the kitchen and opened the door.

“Night,” greet Zega warm while carrying a lot of ice cream.

“Ciyaaa, come here. Om Zega very much bring ice cream.” Zeya Shouts.

Ciya ran from the kitchen to the front room.

“Asikkk, eat ice cream!” Ciya looks so happy.

Seeing Zega's presence in this house, Digta felt displeased. The man was even willing to leave Kiara alone in the kitchen and join in the living room with Zeya.

“What is it?” Tanya Digta ketus when she saw the plastic wrap on the table.

“Ice cream from Om Zega, Dad.” Ciya replied with enthusiasm.

“You still hurt, don't eat ice cream!” Snapped Digta, for some reason he could be that angry. “And you—“ Digta appoint Zega. “Do not harm my child. If my son is in pain again, do you want to be responsible!”

Digta looked at his wife with sharp narrowed eyes. “Why? You mad at your boyfriend I'm mad at you like this?”

“Mas Digta why, anyway?”

“Because, Ciya can't eat ice cream!” Digta grabbed the plastic wrap on the table and threw it in the trash.

“Ayaaahhh Ciya pouted and stared at the food that Digta had just thrown away with a sad face.

“Mas, absolutely no heart!” Excited Zeya felt annoyed. Digta could be overreacting like that. He became unwell with Zega because the atmosphere became awkward. “We sit in front only yuk.” Zeya pulled Zega's hand out of his house.

Zeya invites her boyfriend to sit in front of the porch of the house to avoid Digta and this awkwardness.

“Zega, sorry Mas Digta yes. I'm really not happy with you.” Somehow Zeya had to express this incident. Because this really embarrassed him in the presence of Zega.

But, Zega just smiled calmly. “Not a problem, Zey. I'm used to being attracted to Mr. Digta. Um, how about we just go for a walk?”

“West-way?” Zeya.

“If you don't mind, we take a walk around here only.”

“Boleh, happened to be near the complex there is a delicious meatball. We eat meatballs only yuk.”

“Bby. We need to push Ciya not?”

Zeya thought for a moment. “It will not be obtained with Mas Digta. We're alone.”

“Okay.”

Zeya felt that he did not need to say goodbye to Digta to go with Zega around the complex. So, they got on Zega's car. By chance, Zega's got his car tonight.

Then the car left the house.

From inside the house, Digta peeked at their departure through the window.

“Dad... Aunt Zeya where?” Ciya pouting. Because honestly Ciya does not want to be stuck with Kiara.

“You don't think about Aunt Zeya anymore. From now on, you have to get closer to Aunt Kiara, because Aunt Kiara is good,” Digta told his son.

“Ciya don't want to!” Ciya refused quickly before running inside her room.

Digta groaned in annoyance, pulling his hair using between his fingers. I don't know why his heart became this confused.

***

It's ten o'clock in the evening, while Kiara has been home since an hour ago after making a cake. But, until now, Zeya had not yet arrived home.

Digta kept peeking out of the window with a restless feeling. I don't know how many times he had walked back and forth while waiting for Zeya's return.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of Zega's car was heard stopping in front of his house. The car stopped in front of the terrace for too long, and Zeya did not get out of the car.

Out of curiosity, Digta finally came out of the house and stepped closer. Zega's windows were dark, so Digta couldn't see what was going on in the car. Digta finally decided to step closer and peek at Zega's car window.

Digta was shocked to see Zega kissing Zeya's lips in the car.

TOK

Digta tapped on Zega's car window tightly.

TOK

Digta's getting brutal grinding against Zega's car window. Finally, Zega opened the car door.

“What's up, Mas?” Ask Zega without sin.

Digta did not stay still, he immediately pulled the apes Zega clothes, to make the man pulled out of his car.

“Come out!” Jerk Digta with his eyes already glaring sharply. “Damn it! How dare you kiss my wife!” Digta immediately threw a devastating blow to Digta's face.

“Mas Digta!” Zeya was shocked and got out of the car.

But Digta did not stop. In fact, until Zega's body fell on the floor alone, Digta still squeezed Zega's body and again punch the man's face all out.

“ASSHOLE!” Digta turned into a creepy monster.