My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 29

Shades of silence spread widely between two human children, where they still tightly clenched their bodies. Their foreheads fused, tears became a dispute between the two of them.

Gently Zidan rubbed the corner of Asya's eyes, erasing all the women in his arms. The love that he had once pendam finally loudly he could say, so that the feeling of relief was out and condensed into a happiness.

"Don't be sad..". His words are a little calming.

Asya was shocked, this was her fault. How could he instantly tear down the shield he had made for this man, then forget the past so easily as if nothing had happened before. Asya let go of his embrace and slightly moved away, making Zidan frown at the change in his lover's attitude.

"Why Yes?".

"It's Zidan's fault.this kiss.this hug is all wrong..I can't accept you completely.sorry..".

Asya turned around to leave Zidan, but the man clutched her tightly from behind. "It's not wrong. You just need to be there beside me. I'll try to make you accept my love. I beg you..".

Asya's eyes closed, her clenched hands held back the nervous tinge that momentarily tormented when she was with Zidan.

"Dear, right?". Ask Zidan again.

He had no other option to refuse, honestly a thousand questions still roiled around his hesitant self Zidan.

"I. YEAH..". He replied nervously after a long silence. "I'll try to give you a chance, but no compulsion..". Conditions later.

Zidan nodded happily, this opportunity will not be wasted, not wanting to lose Asya a second time. For whatever sake, now he won't let her go and will hold her firmly by the side.

"Zidan's..".

"Emm?".

"I'm not comfortable with our position like this. Can't escape?".

Again Asya's attitude made the corner of Zidan's lips lifted into a smile. "OK. sorry..". Zidan released his decapitation from Asya's body. "You home?". Ask later.

Asya's eyes went along the edge of the beach, this warm atmosphere, he didn't want to leave it so soon. "I still want to be here..". Asya. "All right?".

"Of course I can..". Zidan gripped Asya's hand, taking him down the beautiful charm of this deserted beach.

They were silent, but their hands were still clasping, their steps were still treading footpath by footpath of the soft white sand that was slightly tickling. The momentarily awkward atmosphere, also began to melt with warmth radiating between the two of them.

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Zidan's strong arms held up Asya's weak body as it fell asleep. Such a sweet smooth snoring sounded from the figure of a beautiful woman in her carriage.

Each pair of eyes, looking at them with a diverse view. Some were smiling, some were envious of the affection of the two of them. But Zidan did not bother with all that, for now, the comfort of Asya is his first priority.

Zidan entered his apartment and immediately stepped into the room and laid Asya's body onto the bed. His hand gently covered Asya's body with a blanket and feelingfully kissed Asya's forehead slowly.

Today's events she'll never forget, they're too precious for that. Asya was already willing to try to accept it, that alone was enough for Zidan.

"Thank you, I tried to accept me..". Zidan.

The man still remained in his position, fixedly gazing with love the woman who again shook his heart again and again.

Blame all this time he hates Asya behind his love?. Then when that hate evaporates, is it wrong for him to be selfish to take Asya back in his arms?.

I don't know, Zidan knows this is wrong. But this feeling he could not ignore. Asya is only hers and can only be held captive, that's what the man knows.

Satisfied with his lover, Zidan chose to cleanse the body of sticky sweat. Gives freshness that restores the strength of his body.

A few minutes later Zidan came out with a fresh aura emanated, the man dried his body and hair and dressed casually as well. No other activities, Zidan finally chose to co-operate with Asya who was still sleeping in bed. They hold the woman and share warmth.

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Elsewhere.

A dark night, does not make a woman afraid to devise her cunning plan. His brain flashed, looking for a way to avenge the long time he was quiet.

The effort he put in a few years ago to hold the man he craved, he did not want the effort to go back to waste. It was enough for the man to step away and dump her but not for now.

"Wait for my vengeance.I'll get Zidan again and you'll be dumped like seven years ago..". Hiss the woman.

His hands were clenched with an undefined smile engraved on his face covered in thick make-up. The smile he had been riding for seven years ago, when he easily seized Zidan and made him hate Asya.

"Miss Esfi..". Say two men, knocking on the windshield of his car.

Esfi stepped out and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Where? you guys got what I need?".

The skinny man nodded while the man next to him started to pull out the phone and showed the shots he got. "He's Raihan.he's a former girl who became our target non..".

The man pointed at the nightclub in front of them. "He's in the club it's non..".

"Well.this is your salary. inget, don't look for me or see me again if I don't contact you.. understand?!". Esfi's word, while giving a rather thick envelope.

"Neither non. Please excuse me..". The two men also left.

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Flickering lights and a bang greeted Esfi as she entered her destination nightclub.

Not for fun like most people, he came to the place to make a profitable deal between himself and his partner later.

Her eyes glanced through every corner of the crowded night club gap, looking for the figure of the man she knew named Raihan. Then a moment later a cynical smile greeted him, when he saw the figure of the man he was looking for.

"Finally I'll see you too..".

Esfi walked along the crowd dancing in the club room, approaching Raihan who was sitting on a couch with a drink in his hand.

"Hi.. Can't you sit here?". Ask in a sickening sensual style.

Raihan shook his shoulders and again downed a glass of vodca in his hand.

Seeing Raihan not answering, made Esfi a little fed up. "Can't you?". he asked again.

Raihan turned his head and patted the part of the sofa that was beside him. "Sit down if you want. I don't forbid it..".

Esfi sat down and began to carry out his scheming. "Lo Raihan huh? let me know Esfi..".

Dahi Raihan frowned deeply and then turned to look at Esfi sharply. "Lo who knows my name?"

"Lo don't need to know, which is clear I want to bargain for good cooperation..". Esfi started holding Raihan's hand. "Gue know how, you must have broken your hat off? boyfriend left? being betrayed? you know your boyfriend cheated?. I also experienced it.. so you want cooperation is not the same me?".

Raihan let out a rough Esfi hand and started to rise away. "Lo who?! I don't know you!! so you better go!!".

"Eh.. don't get angry donk. lo lose it later..".

"Loves?!". Raihan chuckles amusedly. "What do you mean?!". Ask Raihan sharply.

Esfi got up and went back to holding Raihan's hand, he stepped a little to align himself with the man and whispered. "Gue is Zidan's ex-girlfriend and I also know Asya.. Asya is a former girl, right?. What if we work together to separate the two of them?".

Raihan's eyes rounded then looked at Esfi with a doubtful look. An offer that was so tempting for him was now right in front of his eyes.

"Where? want right?".

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Zidan Apartment.

Zidan blinked his eyes repeatedly. Shifting sleeping position, rise and then choose leaning on the head of the bed. His eyes stared fixedly at Asya's body that was still sleeping beside him. The clock has shown at eight o'clock at night, this is the right time to eat, filling his stomach and Asya's stomach that looks rumbling.

"Asha.. wake up..". Call Zidan, and shake Asya's body slowly. "Wake up. We have dinner..".

Soon, Asya wakes up and acts like Zidan. "What time is this?".

"Jam eight.. You clean yourself first, and then we go out and have dinner together.. okay?".

Asya nodded and looked at Zidan. "Yes.I'll come out later..".

Zidan kissed Asya's forehead gently and got out of the bed and out of the room. He stepped into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator where many foodstuffs were available.

Zidan chose to make pasta this time, because to be honest even though many food ingredients are available in the refrigeration. Zidan was not a man who was good at cooking, so he decided to make the food as simple as possible.

After about forty minutes of struggling in the kitchen, Zidan's cooking was ready with a look that could be said to be strange and messy.

It must have looked too ripe while the accompanying sauce and meetball looked black and smelled a little charred. But somehow Zidan is proud, because the cuisine he made is accompanied by love in it.

"Zidan.. What are you cooking?". Asya who just came out of the room immediately approached Zidan who was at the dining table.

Zidan looked over and smiled clumsyly. His hand thrust out a plate of unreasonable pasta, he made earlier. "Pasta. just looks a little strange, don't know how it feels..".

A knot smile adorned Asya's lips when he saw Zidan's cooking. "Mr pa-pa is worth eating..". Asya took the pasta dish and tasted it a little. "Enak kok. although a little bit of bitter taste..".

"Thank You..".

"Yaudah. don't thank everyone. Let's eat..".