My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 35

The novel resumed.

...

Asya could only look weakly at her reflection in the mirror. His face was still pale, with black eye bags printed clearly just below his manic. Last night, after the nausea and vomiting that he experienced, Asya did have time to sleep for a while and returned to wake up for the same reason.

Now Asya's fear is back up. With trembling hands, Asya touched her stomach and revealed the plain house dress she was wearing until her flat stomach was now also visible from the reflection of the mirror.

Asya hesitates, Asya is scared and Asya hopes that what she thinks doesn't really happen. He's not ready if he has to bear it when his relationship with Zidan has just improved.

And what would people say if they knew they were pregnant before they even got married? Asya is still traumatized by the insults and insults he got first.

Honestly, the incident where he was accused and slandered to be a destroyer of Zidan's parents' household, still twisted in the mind and sometimes came to be a nightmare in his sleep occasionally.

Although now Zidan has never brought it up since their relationship re-established. But still, Asya knew what Zidan's nature and attitude were like. Zidan is a man with a high ego, an emotion that sometimes comes suddenly with an unstoppable rage.

What would the man say if he knew he was pregnant with his child? Will Zidan receive the fruit of their love even though he is present from a compulsion?

With a sigh, Asya again lowered her revealing dress. Today he will go to work even though his body is not possible. He didn't want Zidan to worry and rushed to pick him up when he wasn't ready.

Asya got up and walked towards the big closet on the side of the bedroom. He had been preparing, but had not yet had time to wear the right clothes to go to the office.

A plain red shirt and a black span skirt were her choices this time. If previously Asya chose to wear thin make-up, this time Asya chose to wear thicker make-up than before.

Again, the goal this time was for Zidan to be unsuspecting and ask things that Asya could not answer later.

After finishing applying the powder on the face and lipstic lipped, Asya chose to curl her long hair and switch to taking the hobo bag that is on the side of the bed.

"This what?" asya muttered as she saw a box lying in front of her apartment as soon as she opened the door.

The box is medium-sized dark red, with a butterfly pattern on the outside. Asya circulated the view around the apartment, there could have been people who accidentally put the box in front of his apartment and forgot to bring it back.

Doubtfully Asya slightly bowed and picked up the box. His forehead grew more and more, as he saw a letter tucked under the box.

"For Asya?" That sentence sounds more like a question to yourself.

Again, hesitantly Asya opened the letter sheet and read it slowly.

'*For Asya.

In this box, there's something I want to give you. I hope this can be a memento for you, so you don't forget me.

Marked

Old friend lo*'

Asya nodded as soon as she finished reading the short letter. His mind did not catch anything bad that was tucked behind the sentence that was there.

Tucking the letter under the box back, Asya opened the box cover slowly.

"Akhc!!" Asya was suffocating as soon as she saw a blood-stained photograph inside.

With trembling hands and a beating heart he threw the box in any direction without looking back. His body immediately decays and renders at the door right then and there. Her bead was covered with tears running down her cheeks.

That photo, the picture of him with Zidan. His face was photographed it was indescribable because it was covered in bloodstains on it, while Zidan's photo was fine.

"Zidan's.." Along with Asya was the name of the man, Ana who happened to pass in front of his apartment immediately approached.

"Asians.. Asya.. why?" Ask Ana to panic.

"Sister.."

"Why Yes?"

"The boxes." said Asya stammered with his hands pointing at the box lying behind Ana.

Ana turned her head quickly, her eyebrows linked as soon as she saw the box Asya meant. "You mean that box?" ask Ana reassuringly.

Asya nodded weakly, making Ana panic again when she saw the forehead of the woman in front of her covered in sweat.

"Here, are you sick?" Ana's hand that previously held Asya's hand now cupped the woman's forehead. "Cold Yes.. I called Zidan ya.."

"Don't brother." Prevent Asya.

Ana shakes. Grabbing the pocket of the jeans she was wearing, Ana picks up the phone inside there. Once the screen was on, Ana quickly dialed Zidan's number and waited for the connection.

"Hello brother, what's the phone?" ask Zidan across the street as soon as the call is connected.

For a moment Ana turned to Asya who was still signaling to her not to tell Zidan. "And can you come here?"

"Where, where's brother? To the hospital or to the apartment?"

"To the apartment, there's something."

"Something what?" Zidan asked in a tone that could be said to be panicked.

Sighing, Ana replied, "Asya seems to be sick. He panicked as he looked at the box. I don't know what box it is, you're obviously here, yeah.."

"Yes, brother."

tut's..

As soon as the connection was cut, Ana put her phone back in her jeans pocket and turned her eyes to Asya.

"Son't you go inside ya."

"Yes my brother" replied the weak Asya.

...

Zidan could not hide his worries as soon as he saw Asya lying with a pale face on the bed. Her lover was covered with a trail of tears that seemed to be clearly cheeked.

When Ana called her, Zidan was confused when she heard her brother's voice sounding panicked. But once his brother said that Asya was sick, Zidan quickly found out because his brother sounded so and decided to go to Asya's apartment in a hurry.

"Zidan?" Asya's bead was closed, slowly opening. The sad hue still seems obvious there and makes Zidan more worried about his lover.

Zidan lowered his head, peeked at Asya's forehead at a glance then asked, "what are you, Sya?"

Asya fell silent, the woman chose to cling to Zidan's waist and drown her head in the man's stomach.

"Yes, don't gini dong. Tell me, are you sick?"

"No." Asya's voice was slightly drowned. "Zidan, someone sent me something."

"Something?" Zidan frowned, the man glanced at the brother who was sitting on the dressing table seat and then remembered something Ana had said. "You mean the box?"

"Yes." Yeah." Asya took off her arms, then got up and leaned on the head of the bed assisted by Zidan. "Someone sent the box to me. I'm afraid Zidan, in the box is a picture of the two of us, but in the picture I have a streak of blood.."

Both Zidan and Ana were shocked upon hearing that. However, in contrast to Ana who was still looking with a questionable face, Zidan had first concluded a matter that he was interested in quickly.

"Trus, where's the box?" ask Zidan.

Asya hugged Zidan, leaning her head against the chest of the man's field. "Don't look at Zidan, I. I'm afraid.."

"Don't be afraid."

"But who wants to attack me that way Zidan?"

Esfi, she has begun her plan to ruin our relationship.. Zidan answered in his heart.

"I don't know either, honey. I'm obviously gonna find out who did this to you."

"But you can't go." Asya looked up, looking at Zidan with glazed eyes. "I don't want to be left alone."

"And there's Ana's sister, Shay.. I need to find out as soon as possible, who knows what the culprit's face is cctv."

"But-"

Not yet Asya continued her sentence, Ana quickly interjected, "Zidan, sorry sister can not help. But I can't help Asya, it's just that my sister's late for her hospital."

Zidan nodded in understanding, then turned his gaze back to look at Asya. "What if you call Fany and tell him to come here for your meeting?" ask Zidan.

"But if he's busy, how?"

"That's my business Asya, the important thing today is that you are there. Because I have to take care of this quickly. Yea?"

Asya nodded, and again turned to leaning her back on the headboard.

...

"Yes, aren't you papa?" ask Fany to panic.

The woman threw her tote bag in any direction and ran towards Asya who was still leaning on the head of the bed.

"Lo don't papa, Sya?" ask Fany again.

Asya snorted and then shook her head. This is Fany, too much for a panicked crowd. Fortunately, Zidan and Ana left a few minutes ago. If not, it is possible that the two people also caught their breath staring at the strangeness of this one friend.

"No papa" answered Asya briefly.

"Trus why did you call me and tell me to come here?"

"That-" Asya's finger intertwined uneasily, whether she should tell this to Fany or not. "Fan, I want to tell you something."

"Something?" Fany's forehead frowned deeply. The woman corrected her sitting position on the Asya bed to make it more comfortable. "Something what?"

"I'm confused, Fan." Asya's eyes that were once sad have now become teary.

Honestly, in Asya's heart he was still confused. Does he have to tell the conjecture he feels on his own body about--

-pregnancy?

"Fan.. If.. I'm pregnant, how?"

Fany was dumbfounded to hear that, her eyes were softening, as if she had not yet digested the question Asya had asked her.

"Fan.." call Asya, her hand wiggles Fany's hand slowly. "Where's Fan?"

"Ha-pregnant?" This time Fany's face looks illegible. "Are you saying that to Zidan? But it's you guys-"

"Yes Fan.. Yeah.." This time Asya could not resist the stuffing that wanted to come out. He's confused, he can't keep this alone, he needs people he can talk to, and Fany is the one. But Fany--

"Tell me." Fany said seriously this time. The woman held onto Asya's shoulder and confronted him to look at her. "Tell me why you can do this. Because after I just got in touch with Zidan abis lo broke up from Raihan. Or maybe.. Cowo is maksa lo, Sya?"

Asya looked up, looking at Fany with tears still flowing, with Asya slowly began to tell, there was nothing Asya hid from his best friend. And when the story ends, Asya can see the flames of anger on Fany's face.

"Where's Fan? I'm confused."

Fany held Asya fast, rubbing her best friend's hair that had been broken. "Lo tell Zidan?"

"Not yet, I'm afraid.."

"Lo sure he's in love with you, Shay?"

Asya momentarily fell silent then nodded confidently. "I'm sure."

"Gue can only pray the best for you. I hope you're guessing this isn't real, I hope you're not pregnant and that's just your prejudice."

Yep.. Only prejudice..

...

Like and coment yes..