My Bipolar Boy's

123. Meet Old Contacts

Cahya is now in her room. A few hours ago, he was just sitting in his room. After the incident this morning, he immediately cleaned up the broken bowl and glass.

And he also directly returned to the room after throwing the shards in a special trash can. Realizing that the wound was not like that, Cahya began to step outside the room.

He was a little hungry and he might just be in this house. Because the apartment is very quiet. But his steps suddenly stopped as soon as he saw Bryan at the dining table.

But, Cahya did not see the existence of Amertha. I don't know where he's going or maybe he's gone home.

Cahya did not look at the husband who was now watching him. He walked towards the cuisine he had made.

But what he saw, made Cahya frown. His cooking was on the dining table. But why is there only soup and rice. It's just a little bit left.

Sighing for a moment, Cahya slowly took out a plate and spoon. Then she sat down in front of her husband. Bryan was still staring at Cahya but unfortunately his gaze was not countered at all.

"If you're hungry, you can order food." That's the word Bryan said. But Cahya's response was just a slow slack.

"no need. This is enough too." Cahya started scooping her food and putting it on the plate. The answer he heard made Bryan feel a little uneasy.

Because the food that has been cooked by Cahya even he and Amertha spent. And at least a little. Bryan could not deny that Cahya cuisine was delicious on his tongue.

Cahya began to eat - her food was calm. Feeling noticed made Cahya look up. The gazes of the two met, but Cahya's response was not what Bryan had expected.

Usually he is the first to decide their views. But now it's Cahya. Even the response was too flat according to Bryan.

Bryan thought maybe that Cahya was still angry because of the incident. That's why he didn't talk to her at all.

The meal ended quickly and quietly. Cahya immediately cleaned up her food marks and containers from her cooking earlier.

In silence, Bryan was still watching his wife. Somehow she felt uneasy just because Cahya didn't talk to her much. He usually doesn't care either.

"Want me help?" bryan who was still in his place earlier.

Without looking, Cahya just shook her head slowly. A sign that he doesn't need help. Finished with all her affairs, Cahya slowly stepped towards the other side of her husband's apartment.

He took the cleaning equipment, because he had to clean his apartment. He did not do this to avoid his husband. But somehow she was too lazy to meet her husband.

Maybe this is the baby's birth, yeah. I don't know.

Seeing Cahya who immediately passed just like that made Bryan feel a little riled up. If asked what the reason is? Bryan himself did not know the answer either.

Bryan tried to concern himself with his college assignments that were approaching the trial. He prefers to do it in front of the tv.

Almost 60 minutes both of these people do their own activities. Even since cleaning the living room and lounge area. Bryan had not seen Cahya around him.

I don't know where Cahya is, obviously, she's still in the apartment. Realizing that his laptop was running out of power, Bryan rushed to his room to get a charger.

His steps suddenly stopped when he saw Cahya who looked exhausted. Even the sweat began to wet Cahya's forehead and neck. Seeing that made Bryan feel unbearable.

Slowly, he stepped towards Cahya. "If I'm tired, it's best to rest. Let me continue."

The speech jerked Cahya who was wiping the sweat on her forehead. "It's okay, let me. It's my job as your wife anyway."

Bryan stared fixedly at Cahya as soon as the words of the wife began to flow from Cahya's lips. There was a little point of happiness that Bryan felt, no matter what the reason.

"You just rest. Let me finish this."

Bryan immediately took over the equipment in Cahya's hands and began to do the work that had not been done. Cahya was silent on the spot. He just didn't think Bryan would do this.

Not yesterday - yesterday Bryan was still indifferent to him. But why did her husband keep talking to her. Though previously also often indifferent.

Finished with his business, Bryan immediately returned the equipment to where it came from. He stepped towards the leisurely space with the charger in his hand.

Seen Cahya who was sitting on the sofa while watching TV. Noticing Bryan's arrival, Cahya immediately turned to look at him. With a gesture of clapping beside him, Bryan finally sat down beside him.

"Here, drink." Cahya thrust a glass of orange ice towards the husband. Bryan began to take the drink and drink it.

Seeing Bryan want to drink - the drink he made, made Cahya smile widely. Bryan put the empty glass on the table.

"Thank you."

Bryan turned his head towards Cahya who was still smiling warmly towards him. Which Bryan confused, why even Cahya who thanked him. He should have said that.

"For what?"

Still smiling, Cahya replied. "Because it helped me clean the house."

Bryan's heart beat twice as fast as usual, after seeing the warm smile of the person next to him. There was a kind of warm feeling felt by him. And somehow Bryan felt very close to Cahya.

With a shy gesture, Bryan immediately faced with his laptop after plugging a charger in the electricity. Cahya was still in her position while watching the husband who was seriously working on his script.

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It did not feel like a week had passed after the incident cleaning the house that time. And now Cahya intends to go to the nearest supermarket.

At first she wanted to ask her husband to accompany her. But it looks like her husband is busy with Amertha who is visiting here. He came here because he wanted to do the thesis with Bryan.

He walked towards Bryan for a farewell. "Bryan." called out to him which made the two turn their heads.

"I want to go to the supermarket for a minute." Since that day, the relationship between Cahya or Bryan has been progressing. Even Bryan would occasionally tell her he wanted to go out.

Hearing that Cahya was going to go out, making the look on Amertha's face immediately turned cheerful. "Yes, already. Please go to the supermarket. Ooh, yeah. I'm nitip the same snack of fizzy drinks, yeah."

Cahya who heard it just nodded slowly. "If you want what nitip?" This time the question was on the husband.

For a moment Bryan thought about whether he should accompany Cahya or not. "Like it, Bryan usually also likes food like I eat. Yes, it's honey."

That call has been heard often. So he got used to having to hear it again. With a smile, Cahya immediately said. "All right, I'll bring it. Then excuse me first."

Just a few steps away, Bryan's voice interrupted Cahya's footsteps. "We'll take you."

Amertha stared in disbelief at Bryan. It's not better if they're here. So they can both be together. Why even want to nganterin in Cahya anyway. That's what Amertha thought.

"Let him buy. Our thesis is not finished either."

"Thesis can be completed later. I'd like to buy something at the supermarket later."

Hearing that made Amertha grunt quietly. Failing was his plan to be alone with his lover.

"Well, if that's what you want." A smile on Amertha's lips was seen forced.

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They arrived at the nearest supermarket. Even now they have gone inside. With Cahya who was left one step behind from the two people in front of her.

Since the trip earlier, Cahya who was sitting in the back seat had to be willing to resist jealousy. I saw the closeness of her husband and Amertha. More precisely the Amertha who was in the arms of her husband.

And now they're both holding hands. Cahya herself was trying to be patient. Even though it was in the corner of his heart that was injured to see the scene in front of him.

Now the three start down the shelf \= shelves available there. "Bryan, we're going to the yuk snack section." Take Amertha while pulling Bryan's arm towards the snack rack.

Cahya intended to follow but stopped as soon as she heard Amertha's words just now. "You better not follow us. Said you were gonna buy something."

The words were a kind of expulsion so that Cahya would not follow the two. With a slow nod, Cahya thrust the trolley he held towards Bryan.

"There's no need to wait for me because I'll definitely be long. So I'll just go home by myself." After saying that, Cahya passed from before the two.

Bryan was still staring at Cahya who was now starting to move away from her position. There was a kind of guilty feeling present in Bryan's heart. And that feeling only got stronger when he was away from Cahya.

Who was Cahya to him. Is it true that he is his wife. But why is the memory of him not in his memory.

"Bryan, come. Said you were looking for a snack."

"Yes," Bryan's response was brief as he walked side by side with Amertha toward the snack rack.

It's been more than 25 minutes Cahya looking for materials that she wants to buy. And the basket he was carrying was almost fully loaded. His steps suddenly came to a halt as soon as he felt a soft clap on his shoulder.

He looked back to find out who was patting his shoulder. And it turns out that person is ...

"Sister Marcel." Sapa Cahya was so looking at the whereabouts of the person she knew.

"Hi, how are you?" Smiles still adorn Cahya's face. "Good, Brother. How's your own brother?"

"As you can see. I'm fine - all right. Ooh, who are you here with?" The originally bright smile was now beginning to dim. "Then with my husband."

Hearing that made Marcel smile. "Sorry you can't be at your wedding." Cahya shook her head slowly. "It's okay - what. Ooh, yeah. What are you doing here?"

"Yes, shopping." replied Marcel, laughing softly. Although he actually knew what Cahya's question meant, it wasn't that.

"I don't mean that, brother. Brother's still the same as kayak nyebelinya first, yes." Dengus Cahya slowly. That made Marcel's laughter present among them.

The two continued chatting while walking towards the cashier. Without realizing that someone was watching them from across.

The man's face was wiped. I don't know what the reason is, for sure he doesn't like to see Cahya laughing with other men. Moreover, the laughter from her lips was never seen during her stay with him.

Yups, that guy is none other than Bryan. His initial intention was to find Cahya's whereabouts, as he and Amertha wanted to go home. But what he saw earlier, was able to cultivate an uncomfortable turmoil in his heart.

"What am I really doing?" he murmured slowly while staring intently at the front of him. Where Cahya was still busy chatting with the man she did not know his name.

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