Forced to Get Off Bed

51. Zega the Fuck

“Means Mas Digta what?” Ask Zeya astonished.

“Your boyfriend with other women. Tuh...” Digta raised his chin towards Zega.

Zeya looked at Zega's motor with wrinkled eyebrows and sharp narrowed eyes to make sure the man was really Zega.

“That's Zega,” chirps Zeya.

“I've said so.”

“T-but, why be with other women.” Zeya swallowed the spit of the chelate.

Then the traffic lights turned green.

“Mas, follow the motor.” Peech Zeya.

“Okay.”

Digta's car also bolted and followed the speed of the Zega motor that was quite fast. Zeya looked at the motor in front of him with a feeling of misgivings.

Feelings ... They never say the word break up between one and the other. But, why did Zega go with another woman who was completely unknown to Zeya? Is this the reason Zega hasn't contacted Zeya since yesterday?

And strangely, the woman hugged Zega's waist.

Zeya touched his chest. His heart was beating fast like the sound of a drum being hit hard.

Then, Zega's motorbike goes into a basement apartment. And Zeya is convinced that they stopped at Zega's apartment.

But, why would Zega bring all women to his apartment?

“Stop, Mas.” Zeya asks Digta to stop at the basemant. Then, Zeya pulls out the phone from inside the bag and tries to contact Zega.

Already several times Zeya tried to contact Zega, the man did not receive a single call Zeya. In fact, Zega up to direct Zeya's call.

This can't be allowed! Zeya had to ask Zega directly about their relationship to be taken where?

“Where are you going?” Digta intercepted Zeya's hand when he saw the woman open the car door.

“Following Zega,” replied Zeya coldly. Because emotions have been steaming up to the crown.

“You want me to accompany?”

“I can do it myself.”

Without further ado, Zeya got out of Digta's car and stepped foot full of anger into the apartment. Because Zega and the foreign woman had already entered into Zega's apartment first.

Zeya remembered the floor and unit number of Zega's apartment. Because of that Zeya, once taken to Zega's apartment. However, it is only a few minutes to pick up the items that are left behind.

Zeya ran after the elevator that was almost closed until the side of his head missed in the lobby. Ah, you fool. Zeya has to rush to find her boyfriend.

Although only using the side of the sandal.

In the elevator, Zeya stood in the corner squeezing into his ten fingers.

His heart is beating faster. Moreover, when the elevator door reaches the destination floor.

Zeya also dragged his steps using only one sandal until he stood in front of the Zega apartment unit.

Zeya took her breath repeatedly and tried to vent. Until Zeya felt calm, he pressed the bell of Zega's apartment repeatedly.

After a long wait, the door to Zega's apartment opened.

Zega glared as he looked at Zeya already in front of his apartment. Similarly, Zeya—, who was surprised to see Zega's appearance, only used a towel wrapped around his waist.

Zeya's feelings are getting worse.

“Ziya? What are you doing here?” Asked Zega in a half-nervous tone.

Zeya tried to control his emotions not to stir. “You didn't return my message, didn't pick up my phone, didn't even get into college. Wh why? You still mad at me? Or, angry with Mas Digta? Aren't you and Mas Digta at peace? And shouldn't you have explained to me first.”

Zega sighed and could not say a word. Perhaps more precisely, he was at a loss to explain what.

“You still think we're dating, right?” Ask Zeya again carefully. “Should, you make this relationship clear. Don't make me a rope that can be pulled.”

“It is precisely you who pulled me! Your fucking sister-in-law has also messed up our relationship! You are also more concerned with his orders than I am! Then why should I date you? Why not marry your sister-in-law! You two are better suited!” Sarcastic Zega jerk. Make Zeya's heart hurt.

Moreover, when Zeya saw a woman who was also using a towel on her body had been standing next to Zega.

“What's up, Ga? Why thousand-ribute,” said the woman innocently while looking towards Zeya.

“Who asked you out?! Go inside!” Zega yelled at the woman.

The half-naked woman returned to Zega's apartment.

“You brought a woman into your apartment? And you guys aren't dressed in the least?” Zeya already felt weak having to stand in front of this bastard man.

“I can explain...”.

“What needs to be clarified? Everything is clear, right? If you want to break up, just say break up! Why should I look for another impingement to hurt me! From the beginning I should have realized that you were just benefiting me! You're dating me, because you want to get good grades from Mas Digta, right? In fact, you are nothing more than an asshole, Zega! You deserve a blow from Mas Digta! You jerk boys!” Zeya shouted in anger.

“Hei! Don't you dare shout in front of me!” Zega did not lose shouting.

“I don't just dare to scream in front of you! But, I also dare to punch you all out. Just like Mas Digta did to you back then! You bastard!”

And in one blow alone, Ziya managed to float a raw bogeman on Zega's face.

BUGS!

He made the man fall to the floor.

“Ah...” Zega touched the corner of his painful eyes.

“If you want to call the police again, please! I'm not scared! I will also not hesitate to report your behavior with all your family! Cheek!” Zeya spit. “Najis lo! From now on we break up!”

With anger that had enveloped him, Zeya rushed to leave Zega.

It's up to Zega to do. Zeya is not afraid! Zeya hates Zega! Apparently, he's just a bad guy who has no heart and no feelings.

In fact, he was more evil and cruel than Digta!

Along the way out of the apartment, Zeya cried to a whim.

In the car, Digta watched his wife step up next to his sandal while sobbing. Zeya covered her nose with an arm, and her shoulders seemed to tremble so violently.

Digta looked anxious, and hurriedly got out of the car to approach Zeya.

“Zey, you why?” Digta touched both of Zeya's shoulders.

The woman stopped stepping, and suddenly squatted on the floor crying hysterically like a person who had exhausted a pickpocket.

“Hiks ... hiks...”.

His crying voice echoed around the basemant. Make Digta spread his gaze around. He was afraid that someone else would hear Zeya's cry, and thought that Digta had done something bad to Zeya.

“Zeyyy, huussstttt, don't cry here. I'll think I did something bad to you. We talk in the car only yes.” Digta tried to carry Zeya's body and carried the woman into the car.

“Zey, do you want to drink?” Digta offers a drink to Zeya after they've sat in the car.

Zeya received the bottle and gulped down the water leaving half.

“Tissue?” Digta thrusting tissue.

Zeya snatched his fist and sucked his snot tightly.

“What happened, Zey?” Tanya Digta finally.

“Mas Digta can not be used! I want to cry very tight.” Zeya hit her chest dramatically. “I'm heartbroken, Mom! It's a real pain. Zega took the women into his apartment, and they didn't wear clothes. Zega cheated, Mas! Cheating!”

Digta let out a heavy sigh. “I told you, he's not a good man. Still preserved. Never mind, you should be grateful to know sooner. Than you later, even more heartache.” Digta rubbed Zeya's back. “Or, what should I do to keep you calm? Do I need to punch him again? It doesn't matter, if I'm going to be in jail again.”

“Not necessary! I punched him first!”

“Wow! Also you.”

“Mas Digta, this is not the time to joke!” Zeya looked at Digta in annoyance.

“Who thinks you're kidding.” Digta put on a shitty face.

Zeya's crying was getting broken.

“Yasudah, yasudah. Relax, you don't deserve to cry for a guy like him until your slippers are gone next door. Here-here.” Digta pulled Zeya into his arms.

Although it was not Digta's embrace that Zeya wanted, at least this hug made Zeya feel calm.

“Do not have to date again, just focus on our marriage,” chirped Digta. Either Zeya realizes Digta's words, or he doesn't.