My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 99

Those eyes looked at Asya regretfully. It had been a few days since the incident of Rina's arrival to their mansion, the atmosphere in the Revandra residence was as quiet and lonely. Not only that, all the inhabitants of the mansion inhabited and avoided Zidan as if the man did not exist at all.

Zidan sighed. His black bead looked back at Asya and Ana who were struggling in the kitchen with several maids. After a few minutes, the cooked dish is brought to be served on the table.

They eat in silence. Among the bribes, Zidan several times stole glances at Rendi, Ana and Asya. They did not heed his existence at all with his seemingly apprehensive condition.

Honestly, Zidan doesn't want to be like this. The awkward situation was not at all like the atmosphere that had been awakened.

Zidan sighed, looking one by one at the people who left the dining room, and once again heedless of his existence.

Trying to solve the problem, Zidan enters the room and follows Asya wherever the pregnant woman moves.

Seeing Asya's stomach that had grown like it wanted to explode made Zidan hug the woman's waist in a slow motion.

"Yes, you have to be careful, honey. Ingest ourselves and our Baby."

"I'm careful, though."

Asya's flat answer made Zidan close his eyes for a moment.

"Zidan, get off."

Asya's movement that wanted to let go of his embrace continued to fail. Zidan. The man called his head to Asya's sweet-smelling mane, craving its delicate aroma.

"I was wrong."

Asya's courage made Zidan continue, "Don't let me be like this, Shay. I can't."

"I'm not guaranteed you."

"You have secured me, yes. You all are."

Asya sighed hearing Zidan's words. Silence, disregarding the man's existence-done them solely so that Zidan realized what he had been doing all along was a mistake.

With an uncomfortable movement, Asya again moved to release Zidan's decapitation. "I have to clean up, Zidan."

And the speech was successful in making Zidan let go of Asya. Asya moved back. Assisted by Zidan, Asya filled the clothes and various equipment and Baby that was needed - into the bag and closed it again when it felt complete.

"Maid, can do it, Shay."

"Not everything has to be done by others, especially this is for the birth of me, Zidan," said Asya.

Zidan grimaced, lashing out at the bag as Asya was about to pick it up herself. Zidan left Asya to enter the walk in closet making a beam of Asya's smile rise despite just a glance.

"Where are you going?" zidan asked as he watched Asya grab a small bag.

Asya winks funny. "I want to go" Asya answered at a glance.

Zidan gawked. Grimacing when the man just realized that the look of Asya was already neat before breakfast. A special loose dress for pregnant women is limited to beige knees, wrapping Asya's body so fitting. Beautiful hair on the back. Whether Asya is conscious or not, but the beauty of the woman looks distinctive with her already large belly.

The words made Zidan step into Asya's hand. "You really want to go?"

Asya nodded.

"Whose crus am I with?"

"Don't know." Asya shrugged her shoulders. "Same father Ana goes along with it."

Zidan did not know whether to cry or laugh at Asya's words. So, after being silenced, she was also left alone at home, was that it?

"I'll go first." Asya looked at Zidan, peeking at the man's cheeks briefly before turning around. Standing for a moment while holding the doorknob, Asya continued to say, "Oh yes, I forgot to say, I'm the same others go to see Mamah, if you like, if you like, I can go to my apartment first. That's if you want, yeah."

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Zidan doesn't know what to do. Watching television, seeing news on online pages, and other things just make it saturated. She's lonely. Usually, times like these - when he is not working - he will spend time with Asya. Enjoy the park, or just take a leisurely walk with his wife, to enjoy the day.

Slender. Zidan stared at the clock hanging on the wall of his study. As the day went on, reluctance and shame made Zidan not dare to follow Asya's words and instead immersed himself in a pile of unimportant documents.

Zidan grimaces, grabs his cell phone and opens a contact to then contact his best friend, Yuda.

"Yud ...," said Zidan when the phone line was connected.

I heard breath there. 'And, yes, what is it?'

"Gue to Cafe Lo, huh?"

'Eh, I'm not at the cafe anymore."

"Nothing? Trus Lo where else?" asked Zidan, just about to connect the chatter, there was a lively laughter there. Familiyar, Zidan felt choked for a while. "Yud, where are you?

'Eumm .. I'm again in Asya's apartment, Dan. Asya told you, didn't she? Here rame. There's Kak Ana, Asya, Andi, Fany, Raihan and there's Lo's dad too. You're not here?'

Zidan did not answer. The man sighed and hung up the phone after saying one or two words.

Budging. Noblest. Zidan was still holding his phone for a while. Asya's words whispered in her mind. Will he regret it when the person who disappointed him, leaves?

A tightness in his chest appeared. Positioned himself as Asya, Zidan believes he will not be easy to forgive. Asya's right. Perhaps, there was a corner in his heart that sighed with satisfaction, but could he ignore another corner of his heart that cried out miserably?

No, Zidan can't.

The man's lips formed a curved line. Trying to change for the better, Zidan put the car keys in his pocket, and followed his heart.

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