My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 42

Since last night Asya's mind was focused only on Zidan. His attitude which suddenly became violent after hearing the name Esfi, and his words which warned Asya that Esfi was dangerous-looked very awkward according to him.

Indeed, it cannot be denied that Asya also felt that way. Esfi was Zidan's past, and the closeness of the two of them was indeed not to be underestimated. But still, it was strange according to him.

"Kok, don't eat breakfast?"

Zidan's voice interrupts Asya's daydreams. He looked up and smiled awkwardly. "I eat it."

After that Asya began to feed a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth. Today, I don't know how many times - Zidan came back to his apartment just to deliver him breakfast. Asya has banned, but Zidan is still Zidan. A man who does not want to be denied all his wishes and orders.

A few minutes later, they both finished breakfast. Zidan wiped his lips using the tissue on the table, as well as Asya.

Zidan's body was wrapped in a three-piece suit that was so fitting to surround him. I don't know, seeing Zidan look like this makes Asya flower. It might be a pregnant woman, Asya thought.

And regarding the pregnancy, Asya has actually been repeatedly - will tell Zidan. But remembering the words of Ana who had stayed at her house last night and looked after her - replacing Zidan, Asya again undoes his intention.

Zidan did look very tired these few days. Sometimes his face was pale. And as now, the black circles around the eyes - like the eyes of a panda, were clearly drawn on his face.

Asya got up from her seat following Zidan, the woman brought the breakfast dish and placed it in the sink before moving towards the living room.

"When can I start working, Zidan?" ask Asya, looking at Zidan inside.

Zidan smiled, his hand movingly rubbing the top of Asya's head with a gentle sweep. "When you're healthy, yes.."

I'm pregnant with Zidan, not sick..

It was very interesting that Asya said that, but instead of saying it, Asya said, "I'm healthy. I can work, okay?"

"Can't, Yes."

"Trus I have to be alone again? I'm lonely here, Dan. I'm not at home."

Zidan's hand, which was still rubbing Asya's head, now turned to hold her shoulder. "Then I'll get you to Fany's house, okay? Let her not be lonely anymore."

"But Fany is busy, she has a job too, Zidan. Yeah, there's no way I'm bothering him."

"Please calm down." Zidan grinned. "If I had handled it, anyway when I anterin you to Fany's place, he would have been there."

Asya can only be quiet, after all Zidan is the CEO of his company - where he and Fany work. So, whatever he says, it will still be irrefutable.

"So, you're gonna anterin me?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, you wait for me to get ready, okay?"

Asya entered her room. Even casual clothes he was wearing, and because the rain that flushed last night still left a tickling trace of cool, Asya chose to coat his short-sleeved pink shirt with an ash-coloured cardigan.

"Yuk," Asya - took Zidan's hand to get out of her apartment.

...

Zidan parked his car right in front of Esfi's house. Yuda seemed to have been waiting for him in front of the fence of the woman's house. Today he would warn Esfi to stay away from his life as well as Asya. He did not want, the woman of his past was back present and ravaged the relationship that has been established as well as this.

No one would have thought that he would set foot in this house again. Yes, he had indeed come several times, when his relationship with Esfi was intertwined, and to return to set foot - perhaps for the last time, Zidan had to abandon his hatred for the woman, he said, although only a little.

"Where did he look?" Zidan patted Yuda on the shoulder, the suit that covered his shirt had been removed.

Zidan plans to meet Esfi before he starts his job as CEO as usual. The tightness in his chest would probably disappear, once he did this.

"She didn't look like that before" Yuda replied, shaking his shoulders.

"Thanks yes, you want me."

Yuda smiled, the man patted Zidan on the shoulder back before saying, "just relax, bro. You know that there is no other work. The cafe is in the handle, and my schedule is empty now. So, I'll help you."

"Thank you again, yeah.."

Nodding, Yuda glanced at the seemingly desolate Esfi mansion. "What else did he do, until you asked me to make you meet him?"

Zidan. "He sent the cake to Asya's apartment. I don't know what the girl put in her cake. Fortunately, Asya had not eaten. If not, I don't know what's going to happen."

Finally, after that short conversation, Zidan and Yuda decided to enter the grounds of the Esfi house. They stood in front of the terrace for a moment, before Zidan violently banged on the door of Esfi's house, regardless of the bell button on the side of the door.

"Sia.. pa?" asked Esfi as soon as the door opened. His voice seemed choked, the face that had been flat now turned into a grin. "Eh Zidan, why did you come here?"

Turning an eyeball off, Zidan and Yuda barged into Esfi's house violently - making the grin on Esfi's face grow wider.

"I made you drink, huh?"

"No need!"

"Take a drink, huh?" Esfi smiled.The presence of Zidan in this house, he had read before. "You haven't come in a long time, especially now that you're not Judah. I don't feel good if I don't drink."

"Not to make any pleasantries!" Zidan's voice rang out, his face flushed red with tightly clenched hands. "You mean what yesterday sent Asya all the cookies, huh?! You want to fuck him?" zidan said, the man even chose to stand rather than sit on the sofa which he considered disgusting.

"Oh, that." Esfi chuckled as he approached Zidan. His hands were raised, patting the chest of this man who had once been his lover. "I just want to apologize, baby. However, I'm the same Asya ever suhabatan. Moreover, our relationship is getting stronger, after he brazenly called you from me."

The conversation of Zidan and Esfi, slowly but surely now began to heat up. Even Judah who had noticed him had now sat down restlessly.

"And, inget our goal Dan. You didn't forget, did you?"

Zidan raised his hand toward Judah without looking at his friend. This movement - - Yuda understood. Zidan told him to shut up.

"Inget yes, Asya never called me from lo! I've been with our relationship before! Just so you know, in a relationship that I never thought of, you're just my toy, Esfi!"

Esfi's face was still flat, although the feeling in his chest was now beginning to flare up. For whatever sake, Esfi increasingly hated that woman named Asya.

"Okay, I understand now. So you want to say, if all this time I'm the only one who keeps this relationship? Don't you think I exist?"

Zidan nodded, without any intention of saying a word. His hands closed, waiting for the words Esfi would say again.

"What's so good about Asya, Dan?! Seven years ago, I told you about her same rottenness! The rottenness of him that ruined your family!" Esfi's hand gripped Zidan's shirt, making him look disheveled. "He's cheesy! Just so you know Dan, he's no better than me!!"

Plaque..

The sound of a slap echoed. Zidan growled, his eyes now misty with anger. Yuda who was behind him automatically approached and broke up.

"And let's go home."

Enough, It was enough for Yuda to see and hear the quarrel of these former lovers. One wants to run aground, while the other wants to maintain a relationship - even though it is not possible.

"Prelease, Jud!"

"Son, before we get out of here."

Zidan clucked, the man jerked his hand which Yuda had already dragged to the door. He stepped back - approaching Esfi who was sitting down from the slap, then gripped his chin so that their eyes met again.

"Lo guess, you're better than him, huh?!" Screaming, Zidan again continued, "in what way are you better than Asya?! Try telling me!"

The pain at the corner of his lips made Esfi hiss, but at this time it was not the most important. The goal is to keep Zidan away from cheap women like Asya, and to do that, he must be able to convince Zidan, as sure as he can.

"It never changes, Dan. He's cheap, I've even repeatedly seen him changing partners. Ask him, who was he the same yesterday?"

Zidan frowned, then fell silent - making Esfi again continue, "he is still the same Zidan. He's cheap, we don't even know how many guys he's been wearing all this time. He's the same, doing everything he can to get what he wants."

Beyond a doubt, Zidan even laughed at hearing everything Esfi accused Asya. In no other case with Esfi, Judah also frowned deeply.

"Haha.. You said what, Asya already has a lot of guys?" Zidan's laughter that echoed instantly stopped as soon as the sentence ended. "Originally you know, Fi. Asya is still intact when I touch, he is still not the same kejamah other guys besides me. And you say, you're better than him?! You're not even more than a bitch, who I used to fuck. I'm even confused, actually you've used how many guys before me?"

Zidan took off the grip of his hand, on the woman's jaw. He clenched his hands, as if he did not want a speck of dust left. Turning around, Zidan approached Judah who was still transfixed.

Yes, Yuda was indeed surprised to hear Zidan's confession confirming that his relationship with Asya had gone a long way. Is Zidan just using Asya, or is the man really what love looks like.

"Yeah, we're back. I have a lot more important office business than this."

Zidan and Yuda turned around, then stepped out of the Esfi house. While the woman is still on the floor -- with a sharp glare that blasphemes.

"Liat aja Sya. I'll make you go back to where you were. Not long, just wait!"