My beloved, the Princess

Ep. 32

In his office, busy Sabian began struggling with reports that became breakfast until later in the day. The brother who just came this morning also helped him in the board meeting held this afternoon.

Raising his head for a moment, Sabian slightly stretched his head muscles which began to feel sore. Glancing to the side, a wall clock showing the number 13 noon became his concern now.

Sabian grabbed her phone only to find a void there. What's he expected? Ayodhya sent SMS first? It feels like a dream.

Sabian typed in a short message for her fiance. Sent but got no reply. He also chose to render in his chair as a form of frustration.

Ting!

A notification came in and shook his phone. As fast as lightning Sabian opened it, but Dhea's name actually appeared in the notification.

"Eat already?" As the message.

Sabian intended to ignore it but a follow-up SMS soon came.

"I'm waiting downstairs."

Exhaling loudly, Sabian was amazed by the stubbornness of her former lover. How else would he tell Dhea that they could no longer be together. Miraculously, he lost that effort.

Pulling up his office suit, Sabian chose to meet Dhea. However, the debt in the past can not be removed just like that. Dhea, that woman has become a living thing in her own life.

Ting!

Arriving in the lobby Sabian dizzy looking for the whereabouts of the woman.

"Sabians!"

Sabian turned his head as his name was shouted out loud. What a shameful thing, because all eyes are now on him and on Dhea. He walked quickly towards the woman who was now waving her shameless hand.

"Can you stop that?" Sabian is cold.

"Why? You don't like it?" Dhea asked back.

"Many of the employees here are Papa's spies." Sabian explained.

"Then why? I don't have a problem." Sahut Dhea is really shameless.

"Dhea, stop this! I can't keep rejecting you." Sabian said as Dhea was about to hold her hand.

"Then just accept me." Reply Dhea lightly. He again pulled Sabian's arm which was now following his steps towards Sabian's car.

Both of them stood near the car. Dhea had no intention of asking Sabian to open the door for her, nor did Sabian refuse to let Dhea in.

"You forgot what you owe me, huh? Remember Sabian, your mother wouldn't have existed until now without my help back then. So-so"

"Lake in!" Sabian cut Dhea's words without looking at her face. Dhea just glanced and smiled a smile and then got into the car quietly.

Inside the car Sabian was silent with no intention of opening a chat. She is also busy with her own world.

"Rubig Resto's. I want lunch there." Suddenly Dhea spoke amidst a suffocating silence.

Sabian raised the corner of her lips. "Your taste hasn't changed yet." His words sounded mocking.

Dhea gave a small smile that did not feel insinuated at all. "It is not because of luxury and facilities. But, our memories are there." It was precisely this answer that Dhea made. Which automatically makes Sabian's jaw harden.

After that, there was no more conversation until we arrived at our destination. Sabian who went down first ignored Dhea and chose a seat.

Dhea pulled out her chair. He looked around. He has confirmed that his drama will take place here. That is why he is looking for prey so that the show is more interesting.

Spreading her grin, Dhea had already gotten a suitable prey for her show in a moment.

"Sabian, do you still like Fried Red Potato?" Dhea opened the chat. His voice was a little loud so that someone sitting not far from them could hear.

Sabian was silent and did not answer. Dhea was still persistently searching for the topic of chat. "You know, I'll never forget food until it's your favorite." Say again.

"Even in the Garden near our primary school I remember it clearly." Said Dhea with a bright face.

While Dhea is still engrossed in remembering her good times, Sabian is even concerned about why Dhea suddenly brings up the past that she considers not so important at this time.

Sabian who felt a slight peculiarity glanced back and forth to see what plan the woman was actually going to make.

Sabian no longer does anything, he deliberately waits for what drama Dhea will present for him.

It turns out that oh teryata, Ayodhya who can easily realize the Sabian gelagat who seems to have been vigilant was increasingly confident of an interesting show that would humiliate a Dhea Sutopo.

Dhea who was initially so excited about her plan now began to suspect something. He glanced at Sabian and Ayodhya alternately. Both of them were so calm, a calmness that made a Dhea Sutopo feel if it was possible that his plan this time would end in failure.

Dhea lowered her head, she seemed to have misplaced herself. If his conjecture is correct, by this time Sabian must have realized the existence of Ayodhya and both are waiting for what drama he will play. But, he is not that careless now and he will not continue the plan any further.

Dhea secretly made a hand gesture at someone she had prepared, however, she chose not to do that plan at this time. Because if he continues, he will lose.

Ayodhya who also knows the code that Dhea made widen his frequent. It was as if he had gotten the green light thanks to the sign.

"Darling, how did you live in that parlor?" Ayodhya asked in a somewhat loud voice. The one with the right target got Dhea and Sabian's attention.

Alvin who did not understand shook his head. However, Ayodhya immediately coded with a blink of an eye. Making the little boy understand for a moment.

"A woman left me without a word there." Alvin brightly lowered his face, his hands busy twirling the chocolate cream on his dinner plate.

Ayodhya wrinkled sadly, sticking out her hand to rub Alvin's head. "Don't be sad! I'm gonna get you out of there." Said attention.

Alvin was touched. Although not the first time and impressed theatrical still he who does not know the affection of a mother has never been this happy.

In the past, when Ayodhya adopted Alvin who was 2 weeks old and raised him until now aged 5 years. She never scolded him a little. Making Alvin feel lucky to have Ayodhya by his side, even though at that time the Radyakaya family was so opposed to his presence.

Tears slid swiftly on Alvin's cheek. He could not hold back that memory when Ayodhya's kindness and compassion always flowed for him.

"What's wrong? Why crying?" Ayodhya was worried. He took a tissue and wiped his son's tears and snot.

"Mama..mama..mama.." said Alvin repeatedly his eyes closed when crying over the taste of his scent.

Ayodhya moved and hugged her son tightly. He mistakenly thought that Alvin might not like their play. Alvin wept because of the love of Ayodhya.

"Of course, we won't continue." Ayodhya misunderstood the dear elusan on Alvin's red hair.

Sabian had not since finished his meal and looked at Ayodhya with thousands of loves in her eyes. He never expected, an arrogant and arrogant girl seemed to have a motherly side like this. Lucky for her that only Sabian Kusumawidjaja had the title of lucky husband to get Ayodhya Radyakaya his whole life.

If Sabian is blooming happy, bad things actually happen to Dhea who is in the middle of a beard fire. The Sutopo woman was upset that today her plan had failed miserably and also because her position would be increasingly lost in Sabian's heart.

"Sabians..."

"Sorry, Dhea. I have to get back to the office. Go home in a taxi." Sabian then restyled his suit and left behind some money to pay for food and also money to go home to Dhea.

Dhea looked at the money and squeezed it. "Do I look like a beggar to you?" Decihnya do not like.

Dhea looked back at Ayodhya and her son. He would really make a calculation with that woman. Then, I don't know what he's planning to do, he enters the cafe kitchen and comes out after 10 minutes there.

It was at the same time that a suspicious-looking waiter brought an order that Ayodhya had not ordered.

"What's this?" Ayodhya asked confused, as she remembered that all orders had been delivered to her desk.

"This was in a message by a man who sat in that chair before." The servant replied while pointing at the chair that Sabian and Dhea had occupied.

Ayodhya unsuspectingly accepted the servant's gift. He ate it along with Alvin without leaving a piece of food there.

The waiter then reported his work to Dhea and got rewarded with a few mounds of money without knowing the consequences of the action in the future.

After eating the food, Ayodhya brought Alvin home to share the warmth together in exchange for missed opportunities.

"What do you want today?" Tanya Ayodhya softly. While driving slowly.

"Mama, don't go to work?" Tanya Alvin was enthusiastic. Perhaps this was a good opportunity for him to get closer to his stepmother.

"No, today Mama will be with you all day." Ayodhya's words are clear. He deliberately canceled all the schedules that Dhea had made hard to work on the woman.

"really?" Alvin said. When Ayodhya looked at that radiant face she could not hide her smile. Only with Alvin was Ayodhya never a proud, arrogant, and greedy self. It was only in front of this young man that he truly became himself.

Ayodhya smiled and raised her free hand to wipe her son's reddish hair. It was only a few seconds before a truck hit both.