Mine Maybe

Everything I Do

Vinsen waited for Isyana at one of the ladies' toilet doors. Before long, the door opened and Isyana appeared from there with her eyes closed. His face immediately looked irritated when he saw Vinsen.

"We need to talk," Vinsen grabbed Isyana's hand. Isyana immediately brushed it off. "Why haven't you ever told me about this Vinsen?" the question Vinsen had already guessed. He pulled the woman and took her out.

After being in the car, the two simply fell silent to each other. Gerry was waiting outside.

"Why didn't you ever tell me that you and Adisty were dating?"

"He's the one who made your five years messed up after you broke up, is that it?"

Several times Isyana wiped her tears that fell without her being able to prevent. Isyana could not accept this. His wife is married to a former lover whom he still loves.

What if Vinsen comes back to love Adisty? Or maybe Vinsen's feelings have started to rage on him and wants to improve his relationship with Adisty in the past?

Questions he hated and always haunted him. What if Vinsen leaves him?

"Come with me Vinsen!"

"There's nothing to explain, Isyana. I don't know if at that time, the woman I'll marry is Jea."

"It's not an element of intent."

"But, do you still love Adisty?"

Isyana looked at Vinsen hesitantly. Vinsen never answered his question and made Isyana not calm. "Vinsen," Isyana the more she couldn't hold back her tears. Vinsen pulled the woman into his arms. "No." Vinsen weakly.

"No. The answer is no, Isyana."

Isyana just fell silent in Vinsen's arms. He believed what his girlfriend said.

In the afternoon, Vinsen was back home. Today's work is not too much. But his body was so tired, that he immediately decided to take a shower and tidy up.

When finished with the activity. Vinsen went downstairs. There is something that must be taken care of immediately. He felt his house was deserted without Adisty.

"Where is he?" he asked himself. It's almost night but Adisty's not coming home, not as usual.

"Master,"

Vinsen turned his head as the housekeeper reprimanded him. He saw dinner dishes on the table.

"Jea didn't come home?" ask Vinsen. Aunty was silent for a while, then she realized that Vinsen did not call his wife by his nickname.

"The lady hasn't come home yet, sir. How, sir is going to eat or wait for Madam?" ask him politely.

"I'm eating now."

"But before, there's something I want to say to Auntie."

Aunt was silent, her face looked worried. Previously, her male employer had never spoken to her except to thank her when she served coffee or food.

"What's up, sir?"

"Sit for a minute."

Aunty looked confused and saw one of the chairs there. "Here, sir?" the question spontaneously made Vinsen smile, then he nodded.

Aunt sat down with a little hesitation. Vinsen looked at the middle-aged woman who was uncomfortable because she had to face him.

"Look Bi, my friend is in need of a housekeeper. Dan—I see performance Aunt nice—"

"I'm fired sir?" Aunt interrupted with an unpleasant look.

Vinsen. "Not fired, what if my Aunt moved for a while before my friend found the right housekeeper?"

Aunt looks confused. But Vinsen had no other reason except this. He had also previously contacted Farel if he would send a housekeeper for him.

Vinsen just wants to punish Adisty. Don't ask what the woman's fault is, Vinsen doesn't know for sure. Clearly, he was upset because of the incident this afternoon.

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*

Adisty rubbed the lips of the small glass in her hand. His eyes looked at Jerremy who had somehow drunk how many glasses of wine. The two were at a mini bar in Jerremy's penthouse with a collection of drinks neatly arranged in place.

Not only the two of them, there was Olive there and also Chandra who had just returned home because it was already night time. He also told Adisty not to come home late at night and immediately contacted Vinsen.

Olive, who prefers to sit in the living room, only enjoys a few snacks that she takes herself from the refrigerator at Jerremy's behest. He quite understood, if Jerremy and Adisty were privacy workers, perhaps they would talk important things about Vinsen's relationship with Adisty.

As Olive knew, it was noon. Adisty meets Vinsen at the restaurant where he makes an appointment with Jerremy.

"How's it?" jerremy asked, his hand had already opened a new bottle and poured out its contents a little.

Adisty who did not know the meaning of the man's question just shrugged. They did not discuss anything before.

"Now you've found and even been with Vinsen." Jerremy drank the glass. He smiled at Adisty who understood where the conversation was going.

"Now he's different" Adisty said with a wry smile at the end of her sentence. He swallowed the glass until it was finished. Jerremy raised the bottle, offered to pour it again on Adisty's glass, but the woman shook her head.

"Maybe he'll change if he knows the truth."

"Misunderstanding that happened seven years ago between us."

Adisty looked to sigh. He nodded slowly and smiled.

"It looks like it's going to be free. Vinsen won't listen, even if he knows the truth, there's little chance he'll care about it."

"I'll tell Vinsen later."

Adisty simply put on an indifferent shoulder. He could not hold Jerremy back, but he also did not want to expect much on whatever the outcome would be.

"It looks like Vinsen has a girlfriend." Adisty turned to Jerremy, while the man was silent for a while after pondering Adisty's sentence. Since the beginning of their meeting at the restaurant this afternoon, Jerremy can indeed guess, if Adisty does not know who Vinsen's personal assistant really is.

"I hope so, even if it's less likely."

Jerremy smiled. He looked at Adisty's face, then shook his head slowly. Seven years ago, Adisty was the only woman around her that she noticed very often.

Had Adisty's separation from Vinsen not been due to a misunderstanding involving her, it might have been easy for Jerremy to approach Adisty and hope more with the woman.

Adisty chuckled softly as Jerremy suddenly turned his eyes once caught paying attention.

"What's Jerremy doing? It's not good to pay too much attention to married women."

"Aishhh!" decak Jerremy who has been caught red-handed and can not dodge.

Adisty got up from the stool bar he had occupied. He saw a tiny watch curled around his wrist. "I think I should go home."

Jerremy also rose. He nodded in favor of Adisty. "Thank you for the drink."

"No problem."

Adisty smiled and stepped up. Jerremy just stared at his disappearance. Until the woman's fourth step, Jerremy steps ahead of Adisty and stands before her. Spontane makes Adisty's footsteps stop.

"Disty, man,"

"What's wrong?"

"If Vinsen hurts you, and makes you feel uneasy, you can call me."

"Even then, I'm ready to listen to you."

Adisty quiet. But a few seconds later, he just nodded and made Jerremy smile. Exactly, nothing has changed from that man, he is still the Jerremy that Adisty knew seven years ago.

Since Vinsen left her.

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*

Adisty put the car in the garage. Vinsen's car was parked there. It means her husband is home. Instead of going into the house, Adisty just stayed there. Leaning his body on one of the pillars of the house.

His head was slightly dizzy from drinking with Jerremy earlier. And he just drove Olive home where the distance of their house was opposite.

Adisty reached into something in her little bag. A piece of paper that looks worn. He always carried the paper wherever he went, and read it occasionally if he missed the person who handed the paper.

...Jeana Lingga Adisty...

...Let's meet. There's something I need to tell you. Come to the Back Garden when I get home from school, I'll be waiting for you there....

...Vinsen...

Adisty re-folded the paper in its original form. He still clearly remembered how Vinsen had handed the paper to him.

They were walking in the school corridor. Adisty with Lauren who babbles a lot. While Vinsen along with some of his friends from the members of OSIS. As they passed each other, Vinsen's hand grabbed his hand, handing the paper over without making anyone suspicious.

Both corners of Adisty's lips lifted. It feels good to remember those times. When the clock came home from school and he met Vinsen at the place the man mentioned.

It was there, where Vinsen expressed his feelings for Adisty.

Looking at it now, it felt very far in comparison. The vinsen isn't as warm as it used to be. Now, he's very heartless.

"Where are you?"

The question made Adisty's footsteps stop just as he was about to climb the stairs. He saw Vinsen walking up to him with his arms folded over his chest.

"Where did it come from?"

"Not too far." Adisty said as necessary.

Vinsen watched the woman. As soon as Adisty spoke, an alcoholic scent instantly disrupted Vinsen's smell.

"You drinking?"

"Just a little."

Adisty began to walk up the stairs. Vinsen pulls Adisty's hand.

"Who to drink with?"

"Olive."

"And Jerremy?" vinsen's eyes sharpened. Adisty brushed off Vinsen's hand that was blocking his wrist. "It's none of your business!"

"It's definitely my business."

"You're with Jerremy this day?"

"Not—men—kamu!"

"Antine!"

"Don't call me that. I'm used to being considered a stranger by you, Vinsen." Adisty said calmly.

"Like I don't interfere in your personal affairs, you also don't have to interfere in my personal affairs, so we're even!"

Vinsen. He no longer made a sound even as Adisty disappeared from his sight. Adisty's right, they're breakeven.

"Damn!"

BTC .

Forgive me for being late up:"(