Mine Maybe

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Several times Isyana saw the wall clock in the room Vinsen. The meeting should have been over twenty minutes ago. But Vinsen never showed up or contacted him.

Bored, Isyana chose to get out of Vinsen's room. He needed to get some fresh air, at least much better than being in Vinsen's room alone.

He passed through the cubicles of employees who were struggling with his work. Some of them seemed to be gossiping.

"I think they're a good couple."

"I agree, it's very clear that Mr. Vinsen loves Adisty's mother so much. If not, how could Mr. Vinsen carry him from the loby to the parking lot."

"Jagaska's company lobby is very, very broad."

"Hopefully, in addition to adding to the company's money, political marriages also usually foster love."

"I like them."

Isyana was silent in her place. The two people who were gossiping seemed to smile at him half unpleasant. Knowing gossiping during working hours with their bosses who are exposed to gossip material is very unethical.

Now Isyana understood why Vinsen had not come to see her. The man had gone nowhere with his wife. Making Isyana's mood deteriorate instantly.

Isyana turned around, her steps leading her to return to Vinsen's room. Unexpectedly, someone was already in front of Vinsen's room. Maybe they are waiting for him.

Isyana began to be unsettled, while her steps continued to run slowly until she confronted the person.

"How do you feel at home working here?"

Isyana did not know what to answer. All he did was bow down without being able to defend himself. His only hope was one, he wanted Vinsen to come immediately and save him in his current situation.

"I have to go to the company, not go home." Adisty protested somehow to the few times.

This time, it seemed like Isyana had to give up. Because Vinsen prefers to be with Adisty some time ahead. The man just focused on driving without caring about Adisty who asked him to be delivered to the Aerospace company.

"I'm sure you have a lot of work to do, too. So get me to my company quickly. We better not argue."

"We're not arguing, you've been babbling since. I've been trying to be patient with silence."

Adisty sighed, he really should keep giving up. It's free to argue, or talk to Vinsen.

Vinsen stopped the car in the yard. He immediately opened the seatbelt and went down, Adisty also took off his seatbelt, Vinsen opened the car door, preparing to return to hold Adisty.

"No need," rejected Adisty, avoiding Vinsen's touch.

Vinsen looked at him with an unreadable look. The faces of the two facing each other in close proximity made Adisty's eyes move restlessly, his feelings restless.

"You didn't resist when Farel touched you,"

"You're different."

"What's? I'm your husband, I'm a lot more entitled than anyone!"

Instantly the atmosphere became silent after Vinsen stopped talking. The wind seemed to refuse to be present at a time like this. Adisty who quickly regained her senses hurriedly turned her gaze in another direction. Vinsen immediately raised Adisty's body, this time the woman could neither resist nor evade.

Vinsen closed the car door with his foot. He walked towards the house and brought Adisty in. "Don't get too close to Farel."

"He's a good man."

"You can't judge someone just because they helped you once!"

"Remember not to interfere with each other's personal affairs."

Vinsen looked into the woman's eyes. Adisty also looked at him with a calm gaze, just as usual if the woman had never been afraid of him. "You said it yourself." Adisty continued, it seems like Vinsen has to regret it now. In the future, he should be very careful when talking.

Vinsen cut off their gazes. His feet began to step up the stairs.

Vinsen laid Adisty down carefully on the bed. "Stay here!" He moved after, Adisty just looked at the back of the man who was getting away, then lost his sight.

He should not have expected more from the man. Vinsen is too mysterious and unpredictable.

"Aw, why is it so bad?!" Adisty grimaced to see her bruised legs, slightly swollen. He reached into his pocket from a blazer, calling his Skretaris if he wouldn't be coming to the company for the next few days.

"Send me the file I need to sign."

"Good,"

" ...,"

"Thank you, dad."

Adisty hung up. He only feels it now if he is very thirsty. As for taking a drink, he had to go down with his feet very sore.

Had Vinsen not made Bibi stop working, maybe Adisty would not have had to bother stepping slowly while enduring the pain in her leg just to drink.

He sighed after a glass of water filled his throat. And now, he just kept staring at the stairs, there was a feeling of inadequacy in his heart had to go back up. But inevitably, he had to go back to the room.

His steps were still the same as when he went down, slowly and carefully. Naas, good luck does not always side with him when he falls. Sit with the ringing getting stronger.

"Aww, aissh-i. I'm not this weak," she said, holding her leg.

Vinsen who had just returned half ran over to Adisty. "Didn't I say you should be in the room and not going anywhere!." said Vinsen while lifting the woman with difficulty.

Adisty was silent. Wonderful to find Vinsen back home.

"What's wrong?" asked Vinsen without looking at Adisty. "I just got back from the pharmacy. Your feet need to be treated." he said it even when Adisty didn't ask.

Adisty was not speaking at all. He was surprised and did not expect that Vinsen would return.

While without Adisty tau, Vinsen did go to buy medicine for him in the pharmacy. He has absolutely no intention of leaving Adisty just like that in the current state that happened because of him.

Vinsen stepped foot into the room that was not closed. He returns to lay Adisty, the woman corrects her position. Lean on the head of the bed.

Vinsen took out an ointment from the plastic she was carrying. He smeared Adisty's leg, while Adisty watched only him.

It seems like for now, he was together with Vinsen from seven years ago. His vinsen's the one who's attentive."Aww," said Adisty who made Vinsen's hand stop, he turned to the woman. He exhaled calmly and smeared Adisty's legs again very gently.

"You're going together?" vinsen's random question that suddenly made Adisty frown did not understand.

"Farel." Vinsen clarified his question.

Adisty was silent, Vinsen was staring at him. He had finished treating Adisty's legs and kept a tube of ointment on the table beside the bed, he then titled on the edge of the bed.

"Jeez,"

Adisty focused her gaze on Vinsen. "I asked."

"I met Farel on the street, he asked me because our destination was the same."

"But he didn't hesitate as he blatantly approached and even touched you before me." Vinsen's face was flat, he felt annoyed as he recalled it.

"I don't know."

Adisty doesn't know. He and Farel had just gotten to know each other. This morning was their second meeting after the first meeting took place during their marriage to Vinsen.

"Aren't you going back to the office?" Adisty switched the conversation. Vinsen did not reply, he got up and opened his coat. Just put it on the bed.

"I'll warm the food for you. Wait here, don't go down."

"I asked!" Adisty ignored Vinsen's sentence earlier. Vinsen turned his head, he opened the vest and put it on the newly opened suit. Then rolled up his black shirt sleeves up the elbow and never answered Adisty's question earlier.

"Wait here." he passed from the room after saying so. Vinsen really did not intend to answer the question that Adisty asked. Adisty shook her head slowly. "Sad."

In the kitchen that he never even visited except when he was going to eat. Vinsen had to deal with the mother-mother combat equipment.

Luckily, her skills in the kitchen are not bad, considering how she used to live independently while studying abroad and taking care of all her own needs, including cooking food.

He leaned against the dining table, waiting for the soup he was heating to boil. He clucked, slowly. Looks like, as long as Adisty's leg hasn't healed yet. He has to do all the housework.

Alright, maybe this was a punishment for her for intending to punish Adisty by firing their housekeeper.

In the end, it was precisely he himself who was affected. "Armghh!"

TB