Friend Bed

To Logic

Cleo then reached out her hand to greet Mother Panti and Dea. "Cleo," Cleo said as she greeted Mother Panti and Dea.

Dea was forced to pull the corner of her lips, trying to smile even though her heart was so painful. "Dea," he said as he returned Cleo's hand.

"Halo Dea, Kenzo told me about his new secretary. Thank you very much Dea, because you are the one we remember what we should have done a long time ago. We forget to share with others because it is too important to our business."

"Yes Mrs Cleo, thank you very much" said Ms. Panti.

"Together Dea, hopefully what we provide can be useful for all residents of the orphanage."

"Yes Mrs Cleo, Mr. Kenzo, once again thank you very much."

"Together Mother Panti, it is better now that we share these items for the children in this orphanage."

"Yes Mrs Cleo" replied Mother Panti. Cleo then looked at Dea who now looked so moody.

"Dea!" call Cleo.

"Oh, oh yes Mrs Cleo."

"What's Dea? Why do you look sad? You've also dressed up pretty and neatly, did you have an appointment with your girlfriend?"

Dea was stunned to hear Cleo's words. "Oh, emhhh no Mistress Cleo. I just want to welcome you both. There is no way I would welcome such an honorable guest as Mr. Kenzo and Mrs Cleo with a makeshift appearance."

"You could have, Dea. We're just ordinary people, we're all the same."

"Yes, we are all the same, we better share these gifts with the children of the home. How's it?" keep Kenzo.

"Yes, let's share it now!" sahut Cleo's. They then headed to the living room where the children were already waiting for them. While Dea could only look at Kenzo who was currently standing beside Cleo while occasionally staring at Cleo and smiling.

'Cleo, what a pretty name. As beautiful as the owner of the name itself. It didn't take much reason to be able to fall in love with a woman as beautiful as Cleo. Perfect, a word that describes him, and I realize that compared to me, we are nothing. But is love a mistake?' inner Dea.

Rushing he wiped away the tears that were now beginning to fall so that no one would see him, including Cleo and Kenzo, let alone Mother Panti.

'Loving someone is so misleading, real and mortal sometimes it makes no difference. But sometimes love is washed away, crazy, and devastating. Even sometimes this heart does not care to endure the pain, for the sake of a sense called love, ' the inner Dea back which is now beginning to sob with the pain. Especially now that Kenzo and Cleo look so friendly.

"Dea! Come on over here!" call Cleo.

Dea was forced to walk towards Cleo and Kenzo while wiping away her tears and enduring the pain in her heart, the pain was even seeping through her body which currently felt so weak.

"Dea, let's sit here!" cleo said as he patted the sofa nearby.

Dea then sat down on the sofa, even though her body was currently feeling so trembling. 'Oh, my God, why does it feel so bad? But isn't this all because of my fault? I fell in love with him, if I suffer, it is not his fault because it is my heart that has chosen him. Although I should enjoy the feeling of being immersed in the pain of this love, Dea's inner self returned when she saw Kenzo who was currently grasping Cleo's hand, and playing his finger in Cleo's palm.

"Dea, do you leave for work every day from Panti?"

"Yes Miss Cleo, what's wrong?"

"Isn't this place very far from my husband's office?"

Dea smiled too. "Yes, I left at six in the morning because I had to take public transportation to save on the fare."

"Geez, what a pity," Cleo grumbled.

"Why don't you just host Dea?"

"Cost? Oh no, Mrs Cleo, it will only increase expenses. While you know, my salary is also used to help finance the home."

"Yes, you're right. You're so nice, Dea."

Cleo then looked at Kenzo. "Kenzo, don't we have a little house near your office? Which used to be used by Mama Amanda to store office items that you don't want to throw away."

"Why Cleo?"

"We told Dea to stay in the house? Wasn't the house clean of Mama's things? How about we just get Dea to stay in that house, Kenzo."

"Why? You mind me? Don't you feel sorry to see Dea who every day has to travel a very long distance to work in our office?"

"But Cleo?"

"But what? You haven't talked to Mama? Then I'll talk to Mama Amanda! Mama Amanda couldn't possibly refuse my words because since she was a child she loved me more than you!" cleo said while chuckling.

"Alright, it's up to you, Cleo!"

"Good, that's my husband's name! Hahahhaha," Cleo said as she pinched Kenzo's cheek.

Cleo then turned her eyes to Dea. "Dea, how? You want to occupy that house?"

"Sorry Mrs Cleo, isn't this too much?"

"Excessive? Of course not, Dea. Think of it as a service home facility that we provide for you. Hows it? You want to, right?"

A little timidly, Dea nodded his head. "Thank you very much, Mrs Cleo, Mr. Kenzo."

"Together, Dea."

Dea nodded her head while she smiled her sweet smile, even though her heart was so sore.

'If it's like this, should I be jealous and resentful of a woman as good as Madam Cleo? Logically I should have started to erase this feeling, and tried to think clearly if the man already belonged to another woman. But is the heart never logical? The logic? Yeah, logic. To logic, why do you feel the most right? Judging the heart that you think is lost, then sanctifying it into a lowest place, a point commonly referred to as stupid. And stupid, it was me, ' Inner Dea.

"Well, then we'll go home first" Kenzo said.

"Yes, Mr. Kenzo, thank you very much again. May Lord Kenzo's kindness be avenged by God."

"Together" replied Kenzo. After he and Cleo said goodbye, they then stepped out of the Panti. However, just a few steps out of the parlour, a sound of something falling and shouting was heard.

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"DELINELIVE!"

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“What's up?” rissa asked as she looked at Vano curiously.

“What tomorrow can I invite you here?” instead of answering, Vano asked Rissa instead, with an indecipherable look.

“Hm, of course,” replied Rissa casually while smiling kindly towards Vano.

“Alright, then I'll pick you up. How?” ask Vano with a happy face.

“What's not bothering you? I'm afraid that something is wrong if we get too close,” said Rissa in a sorry tone.

“Of course not. Do you already have a lover?” vano asked hoping that Rissa would not have a lover.

“Not me, but your wife,” replied Rissa in a slightly spoiled tone. Making the man next to him chuckle with anxiety, when he saw the spoiled behavior of Rissa.

“I'll make sure he won't know,” Vano said as he ruffled Rissa's hair, making her purs her lips angrily.