Match Again

S2 Episode 38's

Zia's mind immediately flashed bad things about her husband. The woman earlier, this food, and Raka's attitude suddenly changed. Does her husband have another woman? Zia looked back at Raka eating food.

Zia turned her body walking back to sit beside Raka. Do you doubt if you should ask or not?

After pondering for so long while watching Raka who was eating the cover Zia gathered the courage to ask.

"Raka, can I ask you a question?" he asked doubtfully biting his lower lip.

"Just ask," Raka replied as she scooped up the special pudding Zia had made.

Doubt began to ambush Zia's mind, she was afraid if she asked her husband would be angry because he thought he did not believe. But his curiosity is greater than anything else.

"I just opened the trash can. And-I, look at the wasted food there."

Raka immediately turned her head and made Zia afraid to lower her gaze. Zia already thought for sure Raka would not like it if she met like that.

Raka looked silent for a moment both corners of her lips were pulled upwards, after then a small shake.

"That food I asked Dion to buy it for me. But because it felt a little strange I threw it away, and it turned out that by chance you came to bring food for me. You are an understanding wife." Raka embraces the wife's tiny body that looks stiff.

Zia smiled, she should not have bad thoughts about Raka.

Until Dion's voice surprised the two of them, but did not make Raka take off his possessive embrace on the wife.

Dion lowered his gaze not daring to look at the two of them. "Sorry, sir, because the door was open so I decided to go straight in, and I didn't know that Madam was here."

"It's okay, Dion," Zia replied and then released Raka's hand. He cleaned up the leftovers and looked at Dion's right hand.

"What are you carrying, Dion?" ask while putting the container into the paper bag.

"It's food for you, sir." Dion took a few steps forward to deliver the white plastic bag.

Zia immediately stopped her activity, her eyeballs rolled towards Dion and then Raka as if asking for an answer from all of this. Didn't Raka just say that she just asked Dion to buy her food because she didn't like him throwing it away? But why is Dion now coming to bring food again?

"Ah, that was because I didn't like the taste so told Dion to buy some more somewhere else." Before Zia asked Raka answered first. It seems that the man did not want his wife to misunderstand.

"really?" ask Zia. "But it's a pity you've eaten, baby. So just give that food to an employee who hasn't eaten."

"Good idea" answered Raka. "Dion gave the employee the food, "" he pointed out by chance that an OB was passing by mopping the floor.

After returning to give the food, Dion returned to face Raka. "Sir, the Director of Exen Crop called me earlier, saying that you should come to his daughter's birthday party tonight."

Raka seemed to think for a moment because honestly after the tender was won by Exen, he did not taste to attend the dinner and so on.

"Is that important?"

Dion nodded. "Very important" replied Dion.

Not even Dion continued his sentence, Raka gestured by attaching the index finger in front of the lips.

"That's a great opportunity, why don't you just take it, baby?" sahut Zia's.

What Zia and Dion said was true, Exen Crop if willing to help would definitely not be difficult to make his company recover again as before, and he would not spend much time in an office like this.

"All right, I'll come. But you're coming with me, Zia?" There is nothing better than taking your wife to a party.

"And Zika?" ask Zia.

"For a while, let our daughter be with mama first. We haven't had dinner together in a long time, have we?"

Zia nodded, ever since she came to her senses from the coma indeed they rarely went both, not only rarely even never at all. Zia spends more time at home with Zika. While Raka is too busy in the office because in a few years it is neglected due to taking care of it in the hospital.

"Alright, I want to," Zia's reply made her stand up. Take a paper bag on the table he will go home.

"I'll go home to get ready. Once your work is done, I hope to pick me up at home."

Raka stood facing his wife. "Sure, dear." Holding the nape of Zia gave a fleeting kiss on the lips.

Dion immediately turned his gaze to another object.

"Be careful on the road, Dion will take you" he said after the link on their lips came off.

Zia returns home escorted by Dion. Arriving at home he was preparing to choose clothes that correspond to the event he will attend tonight. He opened the wardrobe, all of his clothing collections were almost all removed.

Until her eyes were fixed on a silver dress, Zia remembered the dress as a gift that Raka had given her a few days ago. After getting clothes Zia also went on to the bathroom soaking in a bathtub with extra ceriblosome.

After going out for a phone tinkling bath made her turn her head and immediately grabbed, Zia raised next to her eyebrows when the name of the caller was Mama Clarys.

"Hello, Ma" he said.

"Zia, have you gone to dinner yet?" mama Clarys asked a little panicked.

"Not Ma, I was just getting ready. What's the matter?"

"Zika from earlier cried continuously, Zi. Can you come here soon?"

"Well Ma, I'll get there fast." Zia closed her eyes and then stepped up to pick up some makeshift clothes for her to wear.

This is the risk of someone who already has children, certainly will not be free to just eat dinner together. Zia decides not to join Raka in attending the party and chooses to keep Zika at home.

Raka initially cancels going to the party because there is no Zia with her, but Zia manages to persuade her until the man decides only alone with Dion.