My Devil Man's

My Devil Man's
MDM - Part 26



Zidan's face looked crumpled, his dull eyes only looking focused outside the large window of his study. Time has shown at nine in the morning, he was forced to cancel all meetings and meetings just to wait for Asya who until now has not come.


Zidan's hands clenched, so loud was the memory that he heard the voice of the man he believed was Raihan's. His jaw tightened considering Asya was lying to him. He waited for Asya until the early hours of the morning right in front of the woman's apartment, so that he did not fall asleep for a second. A tired hue was clearly imprinted on his stern and stiff face, but Zidan paid no attention to it all. Now his mind is only focused on finding Asya and slightly punishing him for lying to her.


Zidan called Asya again for the umpteenth time, but like before there was no answer from there.


Zidan stepped out of the room into the elevator to get to the floor where the financial division was located. Looking for Fany, to ask her where her boyfriend is now. It seemed more practical than having someone trace the whereabouts of her lover.


All the employees were in an uproar to see his arrival revised them. Some bowed respectfully but quietly, there were also those who bowed and whispered guessing the reason their superiors visited the revision suddenly.


Bu Lina as the head of the division approached, approached Zidan and bowed respect which was only answered by a nod by Zidan.


"Sir.. Is there anything you need?". He asked nervously, even though Lina's age was far above Zidan's, but the intimidating aura of the man was able to make her tremble on the spot.


Zidan circulated his views all over the corner of space, looking for the whereabouts of Fany whom he knew as a friend of Asya. "I'm looking for Fany..". His word.


Bu Lina gasped in surprise, no matter what boss was looking for employees who incidentally only junior revised this. "That's Fany Ariesta?".


"Yes.. Fany Ariesta's..". Flat talk.


Bu Lina turned her head back, focusing her gaze on the employee sitting in the corner of the room. Fany, who was focused on her computer screen, did not realize that she had become the center of attention of all employees.


"Fa..". Call someone.


The woman just shakes her shoulders no matter what.


"Fany Ariesta's..". The sharp firm voice she knew as the voice of Lina, success made Fany look clumsy.


His eyes were round as he knew who was coming, with a flash Fany got up and hesitated towards Lina and Zidan's mother. "What's wrong mom?". Ask.


"Sir Zidan wants to talk to you..".


Fany's forehead frowned deeply. "Can I help you sir?". Ask Fany hesitated.


Zidan. "Follow me..". Declared.


Fany could not refuse the orders of his superiors and immediately followed Zidan in silence.


"Where's Asya?". Zidan asked as soon as they entered one of the empty rooms.


Fany's lips trembled doubtfully. This morning Asya called him and told him that today he could not enter the office because he had to take Raihan to the airport. Does he have to tell Zidan.


"Where's Asya?". Ask again.


Fany's hand shook. "At.he's dropping someone off at the airport. sir..". His speech stammered.


"Airport?". Ask Zidan in wonder.


"Yes sir.more precisely he delivered Raihan's departure at the airport..".


Zidan growled, holding back the tinge of anger that he was now almost overflowing, but was quickly dealt with. "Good.you can go..".


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The airport, probably one of the places where meetings and parting took place. Blue haru, laughs and happy cries can be found here. This slap presents a different atmosphere for anyone who comes. And now applies to Asya who is still faithful to hold Raihan's hand until the moment of his departure.


"Yes.don't be rich gini..". Said Raihan, the man could not bear to look at the sad face of the woman in front of him.


Asya cupped her face with one hand, unable to see the sudden departure of Raihan. "sorry..". I don't know how many times Asya said it, hoping that the man in front of him would undo his intentions and not leave.


Raihan reached for Asya's body and grabbed her in his arms, rubbing her back slowly and giving her calmness. "Udah I said. You are not wrong Sya.. This is my decision, so I hope you accept yes..".


"Don't cry..".


"Tell you. Take care of your health and don't forget to eat..". Asya Say.


Raihan smiled and let go of his embrace, his hand sweeping the water from the corner of the woman's eye, then said. "Yes.. Anyway I went to make a nenangin myself and will definitely return..Where might I stay in an ex-boyfriend who has become my friend?.".


"Yes, yes, too..". Asya asserted slowly, at least in the corner of his heart there was calm when he heard Raihan's words just now.


"Judah I have to check-in and you go home yes... later you are sought after Zidan how?".


Asya was forced to nod affirming Raihan's statement, from earlier he always refused the call from Zidan he received and he was sure to get the anger of Zidan later.


"You're so landing yeah..".


"Ok. I'll go first..". Raihan hugged Asya again and kissed the top of his head gently and let go with a sad feeling that was stirring but he was hiding.


"I'm going yes..". Said Raihan once again and answered a light nod by Asya.


Raihan stepped up his legs and walked among the people leaving Asya. The woman occasionally rubbed a veil of dripping tears, gazing from a distance at the figure of Raihan who slowly disappeared from view. "May you not lie.


Asya turned around, leaving the airport, her eyes glanced at the tiny watch on her wrist which showed at eleven o'clock in the afternoon. It was no longer possible for him to go to the office today.


Asya immediately entered his car as soon as it was parked and drove it home with the aim of going home and taking a break, preparing himself from the anger Zidan that he certainly got later.


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Zidan's eyes looked at Asya who was walking clumsily towards him. It's been an hour since Zidan waited for Asya right in front of the woman's apartment.


"Zi.. Zidan?". Call Asya stammered. Asya gulped his saliva roughly as soon as his eyes involuntarily saw the anger clearly imprinted on Zidan's face.


Zidan's steps slowly but intimidatedly approached Asya, the anger that seemed to have not receded was a little blinding him. The woman took a few steps back and turned to avoid, but with responsiveness Zidan grasped a strong hand and pulled it until Asya's tiny body almost fell down, if the man did not hold it tightly.


"Zi.. Zidan kicked me out first..".


The man forcibly cornered Asya into the wall and then with full force directed his bogem directly towards the wall beside the woman's head.


The sound of the lacing sounded quite strong and a slight splash of blood flowed from behind Zidan's knuckle. Asya's eyes rounded resignedly, trembling back down. "Zidan shunned me first. I can explain..".


"Clearly what?! you want to tell me.. If you've been at Raihan's house all night?! that's what you want to tell me?!". Rough impact.


Asya's hands clenched. "Sorry. I'm sorry, but I can't bear to have him alone yesterday in his apartment..". Obviously Asya.


Zidan was upset, Asya's reason was no longer able to get into his mind. "No heart?! can you see me waiting for you all night?!".


"I was horrified..". Asya stood on Zidan's cheek, trying to calm the man from his anger.


Zidan did not care, pushed aside Asya's hand and brought her body forcibly. Zidan's pull was so rough, that it made Asya's body stumble unable to match the big steps of the man in front of him.


"Where are we going?". Asya asked slowly as soon as they got in front of Zidan's car.


Zidan did not bully and pushed Asya's body violently into his car, then he turned inside with a look of anger that emanated.


Asya's body choked on alert, not knowing what else to do. He knew it was wrong not to tell Zidan and make him wait. But he had no choice but to.


"Zidan's? where are we going? please answer I'm afraid..".


Horrible rarity sounded seductive yet intimidating. His eagle eyes looked at Asya with a hidden look. "You want your love to punish Asiah for daring to make a Zidan wait with uncertainty..".


His fists sharp.