Holding My Heart Belongs to Me

09. Respectively

Ardhita's words made Reizvan's feelings flinch. Although impressed original and not really, what the girl said was indeed appropriate.

"Truly you are, Dit. Yes .. yes .. You are here because you are coming with me, not my papa." Reizvan also chimed in. The two of them looked at each other for a moment which then both smiled broadly.

Two people who have been legally tied and halal each other bowed, holding a spoon on each plate. Try to focus on the tasks they are spending. Be aware if the night starts late.

Suddenly the phone rang out and it turned out to belong to Reizvan. Not had time to be lifted, suddenly Ardhita's phone also rang loudly not wanting to lose the ring.

They both picked up their phones and welcomed speaking. The two were talking seriously on the phone with both of them looking at each other.

Incidentally, the two of them almost ended the call. Ardhita had finished speaking, while Reizvan sounded promising a callback afterwards. Maybe the man was not satisfied talking.

"Who's it from, Dit?" reizvan asked without any intention. Just want to melt the stiff atmosphere after panghilan.

"From my former lecturer, Mas." Ardhita answered quickly without looking at Reizvan. The clear hands and eyes were like being forced busy with the contents in a plate that he had not spent.

"Handito?" asked Reizvan smiling. Ardhita looked up, looking wrong with her question. But then nod too.

"Mas Reiz, who did you get the call from? Miss Irvoni, huh?" ask Ardhita instead of guessing.

"Rubber, Dit," Reizvan replied looking disinclined.

The two of them were silent with a glance at each other, Ardhita's sweet lips rose a thin smile. Likewise with Reizvan who was smiling, both of them had both smiled very widely. The fashionable hooded girl looked back down at the spoon and plate.

"No problem, Dit. We just go with it, you with your business, I also with my business," Reizvan said after feeling satisfied with a smile, a sense of disdain had turned to relief.

Ardhita looked up again, looking at Reizvan somewhat confusedly, but once again finally nodded.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you also for your looseness and understanding," said the beautiful girl softly. They continued eating again. The dining table was quiet for a moment.

"Dit," call Reizvan. Ardhita looked back.

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"Although we have our own affairs, but your status on the record is my wife" Reizvan said, looking serious.

"Then why?" chase Ardhita.

"I have the same responsibility as you. So, if there is any difficulty, you must tell me. Also when you are going anywhere, you must also have permission from me. Do you mind? You got it, Dit?" reizvan asked carefully, not wanting to make Ardhita feel depressed.

"Yes, Dit. No way," Reizvan said again throwing a warm smile. Ardhita smiled back.

The dining table was back without any chatter. Both had sunk into the contents of the plate and were shipwrecked along with the fibers of the contents of each head.

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Ardhita and Reizvan just came out of the room of Mr. Irawan who had slept very soundly. Just had a quick chat with the nurse who said that her papa had just fallen asleep after taking the medicine. It feels relieved, feeling satisfied alone has taken the time to see the father.

"You go to sleep, Dit." Reizvan looked at Ardhita who instantly looked clumsy.

"Is there no room on the first floor, Mom?" asked Ardhita sounded upset.

"There, but my room is on the second floor. If you're on the first floor, papa will find it easier to know if we're not roommates" Reizvan said gently.

"Yes, Mas. I get it." Ardhita nodded.

The two of them stepped in tandem, Ardhita following Reizvan up the stairs to their respective rooms on the second floor.

"Dit, that's my room. We're next door. If anything just knock on the door. If I don't open for long, just go in. My sleep was more than a full snake, just breaking through, my room was never locked." Reizvan spoke in front of the door of one of the rooms lined up.

"Yes ..," said Ardhita smiling. Thinking which might behave disrespectfully was like Reizvan's silly message.

"Get in and sleep, Dit. Once again forgive me, unable to refuse papa's request. But don't be sad, you have to keep smiling and happy with the future you want" Reizvan said solemnly. The door to the room was opened wide.

"Yes, mas. It's all over. Thank you for your understanding. Excuse me, ma'am ...."

Ardhita passed through Reizvan without looking or smiling. There was also no visible figure and face when the door was pushed and closed. The girl hurriedly pulled over behind the door. Reizvan immediately headed for the door next to him after coming to his senses from his stunned few seconds.

Surabaya tonight was very hot, Ardhita only realized if he did not have a change of clothes. Only clothes are attached to the body and have been worn for most of the day. The veil is the same case with clothes and interior. Ah, Ardhita felt very upset, wanted to go home and return to the house the father just wanted him.

Walking back and forth, back and forth, and pacing around the room was satisfied and tired to do. Just getting stifling in the body. While the clock is still pointing at eleven o'clock at night, waiting for tomorrow is of course very long.

It feels really sad and miserable. Suddenly had to move and stay in a new place without remembering to prepare for anything. Not remembering any personal interests or needs. Ardhita felt like a foolish and inattentive woman.

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