Forced to Get Off Bed

50. Between Two Choices

When Zeya opened his eyes in the morning, Digta was still sleeping in the same position as yesterday. Hugging Zeya's waist from the back, herannya the hug is not also separated from Zeya's body.

Although it felt short of breath, but somehow Zeya could feel the warmth in such a hug by Digta.

The bell of his house rang loudly. Zeya tries to get away from Digta. Until accidentally pushed Digta's body too hard, to make the man fall from the mattress.

THUMPED UP!

“Aw!” Digta grimaced and woke up from his sleep.

“Mas Digta, sorry.” Zeya tries to help Digta.

But, Digta brushed off the woman's touch.

“I can get up myself.” Digta pulled his tangled clothes and rubbed his face. “What I slept here all night?” He pointed at the mattress Zeya did not believe.

Zeya nodded her head. “He’eh.”

Ting-Tong's.

The house bell rings. Making Zeya's attention distracted.

“There's guests, Mas. I open the door first.” While running away, Zeya came out of his room and headed towards the front room to open the door.

“Good morning, Mom, I'm Mbo Inah. Home Assistant who will be working in this house,” said a woman in her fifties who has now stood in front of Zeya.

“Include, I'm Zeya. Please login, Mbo.” Zeya shifted her body position to allow Mbo Inah to enter her house first. “Come please sit first in the living room Mbo, I call first who has a house yes.”

Not yet had time to approach Digta, the man had already appeared first to the living room. He watched Mbo Inah with a shrunken forehead.

“This is Mbo Inah, who will be a household assistant in this house,” explained Zeya when he saw the look on Digta's face that looked confused

“Ooh yes-yes, this is our new ART. Well, because from now on Mbo Inah will live in this house. Mbo Inah can sleep in that room.” Digta pointed at Zeya's room.

Makes Zeya glare. “Keep, where do I sleep?”

“Loh, you're sleeping with me. You are, my wife. After all, in this house there are only three rooms, Zey,” explained Digta casually.

Makes Mbo Inah's own confusion.

“You finished all your clothes and were taken to my room.” So was Digta's last command before he went inside his room

Zeya pouted while moaning in annoyance. In fact, he was happy not to play when Mami and Papi came home. That means, he doesn't have to room with Digta anymore. But, now? Why he's stuck back in Digta's room.

“If it is too troublesome, I can sleep in the living room only really, Mba,” said Mbo Inah not feeling well.

Mbo Inah sleeps in the living room every day.

“No, Mbo. Its nothing. I want to finish the stuff in the room first.”

“But, Mba Zeya wants to sleep in her Mas room? Is it okay? Later something unwanted happens, loh.” Mbo Inah looked panicked.

Zeya laughed amusedly. “Mbo take it easy, we are married, really. Because of one thing or another, so all this time we have been forced to separate rooms.”

“Ooh so anyway.”

“Iya, Mbo. A moment yes...” Zeya snorted before going into her room to clean up the items that would be brought to Digta's room.

After taking quite a while, Zeya finally managed to transport his belongings towards Digta's room.

Just opening the door, he was surprised by the figure of Digta who was naked without using a thread.

Reflex, Zeya immediately closed the door to Digta's room back.

“Sorry, Mas!” Zeya felt stupid herself.

Digta hurriedly wrapped the towel around his waist. “Log in.” The man's orders.

Zeya also entered even though he was still in a closed eye state.

“Mas, I want to move items to Mas Digta's room.”

“Ya, please.”

“OK, Mas.”

Zeya stepped while fumbling

“Lebay once you. Just open your eyes, I've worn the shirt.”

Zeya opened his eyes slowly and correctly once, Digta was already wearing full clothes. Making Zeya stroke his chest, he could already breathe with relief now.

“You why haven't you taken a shower? Not on campus?”

Zeya. “Today no schedule.”

“Oh, same I also take a few days off.”

“Loh, why, Mas?”

“Because of yesterday's case, so I decided to off first. Than later there is a strange gossip about me.”

“Ooh so.”

“Yes, you helped Ciya clean up to go to school, gih. Because I will take Ciya to school.”

“Okay, Mas.”

After putting her things in Digta's room, Zeya immediately exited Digta's room and went to Ciya's room to help her son get ready.

***

“Tante Zeya, I want to braid two aja well.” Ciya after finishing the bath and change clothes using school uniforms.

“Siapp! Braid two so it looks more beautiful and imuttt.”

“Ciya wants a story, but don't tell Dad yes.” Ciya looked at Zeya from the mirror in front of her

“What's tuh?”

“In school there are those who like to disturb Ciya, jail deh, his son. His name is Imran.”

“Ho-oh!” Ciya nodded innocently.

“Maybe she likes you times, heheh.”

“Ih, little boy right, can't date.”

“Who told Ciya to date, no problem? Just don't know Dad. Later Daddy turns into a monster again.”

“Hahaha yesaah!”

“Tante Zeya also do not date, Ciya does not like Auntie dating with Om Zega.”

Ciya's words shocked Zeya. “Loh, why?”

“Because—“ Ciya turned around and whispered in Zeya's ear. “Agar Aunty and Dad can date.”

“He?” Zeya was stunned to the point of rewinding his head to look at Ciya fixedly.

“Indeed, Aunt Zeya doesn't like Dad? Dad right, cakepp.”

“Hehehe.” Zeya scratched his nape. Confused what else to say.

“Judah, yuk. We have breakfast.” Zeya tries to divert the conversation and takes Ciya to the dining room.

Mbo Inah had prepared breakfast for their family.

“Tante Zeya, who is it?” Ciya pointed to Mbo Inah.

“That, Mbo Inah. That will help take care of the house starting today,” explains Zeya.

“Morning Mbo Inah.” Ciya greeted while sitting in the dining chair.”

“Pagi Non-christian.” Mbo Inah chuckled.

Zeya helped Mbo Inah in the kitchen. “Mbo How to cook?”

“Fried rice cooking only mba, because there is no food in the refrigerator,” replied Mbo Inah.

“Oh yes, ntar we are shopping yes, Mbo.”

“That, his son Mba Zeya the biggest huh?” Ask Mbo Inah while pointing at Ciya.

Zeya looked at Ciya at a glance. “Why? Similar yes?”

“Such like Mba Zeya.”

Zeya made him smile. Not long after, Digta showed up. This time he did not wear a shirt, but rather a t-shirt and shorts. Even so, his appearance remains neat and handsome.

“Mbo, can make warm tea not?” Said Digta from the direction of the dining room.

“Good, Mas Digta,” replied Mbo Inah.

“Let me do it, Mbo.” Sambar Zey.

Zeya immediately brews tea for Digta. To the extent that, Diga looked at Zeya's behavior in confusion.

“Tumben,” chirps Digta as Zeya brews tea on his front desk.

“Why the hell?”

“Well, it's okay. Tumben only.”

Digta sipped his warm tea slowly. Then look at the watch. “Ciya, let's go.”

“OK Father.” Ciya got up from the chair after finishing her breakfast.

“Mas, can I come? Finally, at home.” Zeya volunteered.

“Successful,” reply Digta briefly.

Then they got out of the house and got into the car.

During the journey, not a word came out of their lips. Until finally, Ciya began to break the silence.

“Oh yes, Father... tomorrow there is an event in my school,” said Ciya.

Make Zeya turn her head back. “There is a what event?”

“ Celebrating Mother's day.” Ciya smiled. “Because Mom has gone a long way, so the one who replaced Mom now is Auntie Zeya. Tomorrow, Father and Aunt Zeya should come yes.”

“Loh, why do you also have to come?” Digta frowned.

“To accompany Ciya and become a couple Aunt Zeya.”

Digta and Zeya looked at each other dumbly.

***

After taking Ciya to school, Digta's car again shot across the highway.

“I have never been to Ciya school to come to such events,” comments Zeya while on the way.

“Yes should be tried. Now, you have become his mother, Ciya,” Digta replied. His eyes focused on the street in front of him.

Zeya slumped on the seat while crossing her arms when the car stopped at a red light. Digta tapped his finger on the steering wheel while following the music account in the car stereo. Then his gaze looked to the right, a familiar motor stopped next to his car.

Digta looked intently at the man who had brought the bike.

Isn't that Zega?

Then, Digta focused on a woman who was behind Zega. The woman hugged Zega's waist tightly.

“Zey, have you broken up with your girlfriend?” Tanya Digta suddenly.

“Not yet. Why?” Zeya answered casually.

“Tuh, why is she with another woman?”

Zeya looked at Digta with a clenched frown. “Means Mas Digta?”