Forced to Get Off Bed

49. The Freedom of Digta

“I want to talk to you.”

Zeya confronts Zega's body as the man is about to step away from the police station.

“Your sister-in-law is inside,” Zega said as she pointed towards the police station.

“I know, I mean why do you have to do all this?” Zeya's eyes glazed over. “We can solve this familially, Zega.”

“But, your sister-in-law has already battered my face, and has already trampled on my pride!”

“Zega, please understand. Mas Digta was just worried. You alone, you know, that Mba Ambar and Mas Digta always take care of me. He was just afraid that I would be harmed by you. I beg you, Ga, that you will withdraw these demands. I beg.” Zeya clenched his palms together. “I will pay whatever you want, as long as Mas Digta can be free. Poor, his son is still a child and needs his attention. I beg you, Zega...”.

Zega just kept quiet as he raised his head to look at the sky, and reluctantly looked at Zeya. The woman had no idea what else to do but drop her knee in front of Zega.

“Please .. I beg you, I beg you to drop the charges against Mas Digta.”

“Zeeya ..” Kiara's voice suddenly appeared.

Zeya turned her head, and saw Kiara had already stepped closer. The woman took a deep breath as she stared at Zeya and Zega alternately.

“Come standing.” Kira pulls Zeya's hand to bring her back to her feet. “You go inside first to see Mr. Digta. I'll talk about this to Zega.” Then, Kiara pulled Zega's hand away from Zeya.

Zeya stared at their departure with a pushy gaze before entering the police station to meet Digta.

***

“I've tried to talk to Zega, hopefully he will withdraw his demands on Mas Digta,” said Zeya after they met in the waiting room.

“He said what?” Ask Digta ketus.

“He's still pissing, because he wants to save me from Mas Digta.”

“Say, if we're married. So that he doesn't wish on you anymore!”

“I'm not ready, Mas.” Zeya crying.

“You loved him so much that you let your husband stay in jail.”

“I have also rested at his feet, Mas.”

Digta frowned. “What? Sticking at his feet? For what?”

“For him to withdraw his claim to Mas Digta.”

“But, not by dropping your own price, Zey!”

Zeya lowered her head while crying. “Why did Mas Digta not say thank you, anyway? I did this too for Mas Digta.”

Digta fell silent while taking a deep breath. Shortly after, the police came to Digta.

“Excuse me, Mr. Digta. You have been released because the prosecution has retracted its report. Please meet your lawyer outside,” said a police officer.

Digta and Zeya were shocked. “Free?”

“Iya, Sir. Then, excuse me.” The police also left.

Digta looked at Zeya in disbelief. After a long process, Digta was finally able to get out of the iron bars in the police station.

Digta and Zeya saw Kiara's presence there. Kiara smiled sweetly, walked quickly over to Digta and immediately hugged the man.

Making Zeya frown.

“Pak Digta, thank goodness you can come back out. Fortunately, I managed to persuade Zega that he would want to withdraw his claim against Mr. Digta.” Kiara spoke until she shed tears.

Zeya became disgusted to see the woman.

“Thank you very much for helping me Bu Kiara.” Digta returned Kiara's smile.

Bikin Zeya's a jackass.

What the fuck, this? When I said that I begged Zega to drop his charges, Mas Digta got angry. But, it's Bu Kiara's turn to act so, why did Mr Digta even say thank you? This is not fair!

Grutu Zeya in heart.

Zeya immediately stood between them. “Sorry yes, Ms Kiara. Mr. Digta must go home immediately because Ciya must be waiting at the neighbor's house, I just left him at the neighbor's house for a moment.”

“You take it easy, Zey. Ciya I've secured. I brought it to my mother's house,” explained Kiara.

“There's so much more, Miss Kiara. I don't know anymore how to return the favor Bu Kiara.”

“We directly pick up Ciya just yuk, Sir.”

Digta nodded, then looked at Zeya. “You go home first.” His orders to Zeya.

Making Zeya a little cocky, apalgi when he saw Digta and Kiara leaving while holding hands.

***

Eventually, Zeya is forced to return home alone.

A domestic assistant who should have arrived this afternoon was forced to cancel first and it was tomorrow morning.

Zeya looked at the groceries in the refrigerator. Who knows, Digta hasn't eaten yet. Although Zeya is not good at cooking, she plans to cook using food ingredients as is for Digta.

After changing her clothes into house clothes, Zeya immediately used an apron to start cooking simple foods such as sausage fried rice.

After finishing cooking, Zeya arranged the food on the dining table and waited for Digta and Ciya's return.

An hour later, their car arrived home. But in fact, it is not only Digta and Ciya who appear in the house. There is also Kiara.

“There are many Bu Kiara, because it has helped us a lot,” said Digta earnestly.

“Sama-sama Mr. Digta. If you need my help again, please do not allow me to contact you, sir.” Kiara is always full of smiles.

Zeya stepped closer to them while straddling. “Bu, it's already night. Why doesn't Ms Kiara just go home?”

“Zeeya!” Digta.

“Loh, did I misspoke that?” Zeya glared at Digta sharply.

Kiara grinned amusedly. “Heheh, Zeya's right, sir. It's late and it's time to go home. Then, I say yes.”

Kiara said goodbye to home. Make Zeya be relieved.

“Ciya, let's go into your room and change her clothes.” Zeya's Leech on Ciya.

“OK, Aunt!” Ciya went inside his room.

“I've cooked for dinner Mas Digta,” said Zeya again. Now looking at Digta.

“I've eaten with Kiara,” Digta replied in a tight tone and was about to step away from Zeya.

Of course it makes Zeya's heart hotter. “Why did Mas Digta never appreciate me? I've also fought for Mas Digta.” Zeya headed to the dining table, took her dinner plate and threw her food into the trash.

Just the moment it made Digta dumbfounded. “Eh, what the fuck are you? Why is the meal thrown away!”

“Terus who wants to eat? After all, Mas Digta never wanted to appreciate me! Mas Digta said I'm Mas Digta's wife, right? Where's proof? Mas Digta never thought of me as Mas Digta's wife. Mas Digta nasty!” Zeya went into her room and cried on the bed.

I don't know what made him this sad. But this really hurt him. When he tried as much as possible, but Digta never once appreciated it. In fact, never thought it existed. All Digta could do was blame the circumstances and blame Zeya.

Shortly after, Zeya's room door opened. There was the sound of footsteps coming into his room. And Zeya was convinced that the man was Digta.

“I'm sorry,” Digta said.

Zeya wiped away the tears and sucked her snot deeply

Suddenly, the bed sped up as Digta went to lie down next to Zeya.

Not only that, Digta slept right behind Zeya's back and hugged the woman from behind.

Zeya is shocked and wants to get rid of Digta's hand. But, the man's embrace was so strong.

“For tonight only, I want us to sleep like this. I was lonely too, and I realized that I needed you. Forgive me Zeya.” Digta's voice was so clear in Zeya's ears.

Until the fur of Iud Zeya goosebumps feel the roar of the man's breath.