My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 44

Inserting the last strand of clothing, Zidan sighed. He looked at the open window, revealing the atmosphere around his already bright apartment. Only the clothes he needed to prepare for his departure to Surabaya today.

And the rest, in the form of important documents, plane tickets and places to stay, Anita - her secretary who prepared it. Zidan sighed, grabbed the phone on the nightstand and dialed Ana's number.

Connected calls.

"Sister?"

There were no words in the air for a split second afterwards.

"Sister?" Call Zidan again.

'Yes, what's up, Dan?'

Frowning, Zidan chuckled lightly. "Sister just woke up?"

'Uh, yes, today I'm taking my leave. So, sister can rest for a while.'

Zidan smiled and sighed. Doctor is a profession that is desired by his only brother since adolescence, therefore after sister Ana can achieve that goal, Zidan was also happy.

"I'm taking Asya, brother?"

'Eh, why?'

"I'm going to Surabaya today, there's business to be done there. I didn't tell Asya I wanted to go."

'You didn't tell him?'

"I'll tell you, I'm going to Surabaya. But for the rest of the departure time, I don't tell you. I obviously got him?"

'yes. Oh yeah, Dan. You've been told the same Asya that problem, huh?"

Zidan frowned, glancing at his watch at a glance as it felt that his chatting time had been a long time. The man said, "he didn't tell me anything. Oh yes, brother, yes first. My plane leaves in two hours. So, I have to go now"

After getting the 'yes' answer from Ana, Zidan stuffed her phone into the pocket of the selim pants she was wearing. The look looks neat, with a plain black shirt with no tie, and a suit in matching color that wraps around his body.

It was actually difficult for the man to leave Asya alone. Especially considering the courage of Esfi who currently wants to destroy her love life with Asya.

Sighing, Zidan turned around. His body was fixated for a moment on the small peach-colored box that Asya had handed over earlier. Last night he hadn't been able to open and see what the box contained.

Hopefully it is not important, considering he is currently in a hurry and will probably open the box when he returns from Surabaya in three days.

...

Asya's eyes sparkled as soon as she saw some warm pastries that she had just finished baking. Making pastries is often done to fill free time. Especially in the past, Asya was so remembering this activity was his escape from all the kesah he had been through.

Asya shook his head, removing all thoughts that began to perch. He and Zidan, must begin to open a new leaf of life. Forgetting the past, even though it cannot be denied in Asya's heart is still hesitating.

Zidan has not been able to talk, has not been able to tell to straighten out all the problems. Sighing, Asya promised herself. Later, when Zidan returns from Surabaya, he will tell the man what really happened.

About her pregnancy - which the man may have known, and about the friendship of her parents and the father of Zidan.

Asya smiled again, the pastry she made cooled down. Preparing the jar, Asya began to arrange some pieces in it. He planned to take her and hand her over to Zidan.

He doesn't know why this happened. It may be congenital pregnant mother, Inner Asya.

Moments later, when Asya was tidy with her clothes, the apartment bell rang. Asya got out of the room, opened the door and found Ana, who was still wearing a pajama, standing in front of her.

"Sir Ana, what's wrong?"

Ana scratched her nape and chuckled a little. "Zidan says he's your nitipin with me. So, I'm here."

"Nitipin me?" Asya's forehead frowned. "Why indeed?"

"Zidan's going to Surabaya, so he told me to make you temporary."

Asya smiled and nodded lightly. The white woman grabbed Ana's hand and led her inside.

"Yes?"

Asya turned her head, and turned around - refocusing her gaze to Fany. "What's up, brother?"

"Zidan seems to have left. That time, about the same time, he called my sister, told her he was leaving."

Asya's smile that had previously risen, now suddenly faded. The woman turned her head, glancing at a paper bag containing a jar of pastries she had prepared beforehand.

After sighing softly, Asya now chose to sit down on the sofa beside Ana.

"Yes?"

"Eumm?"

"Can't you?"

Asya nodded. "Can you ask what?"

"Eumm..." Ana hesitates, before saying, "have you told Zidan about the pregnancy?"

"I dare not say directly, brother. But calm down, brother, I've told him even though he hasn't been directly, hopefully he already knows."

"Sorry brother." Ana looked at Asya closely, clasping her hands that felt very fragile. "Sister shouldn't have banned you from telling Zidan. Just, I doubt it."

"Sorry?"

Ana was silent, the woman who was still wearing the sleeping suit started to look up. Yes, he knows about Asya's past with his younger brother, how the man treated Asya and his second life after the problem occurred.

Can't be denied, Zidan was fragile afterwards. Destroyed and finally chose to go abroad under the pretext of continuing their education after their parents divorced.

"Sister, just doubt he's back to what he used to be. Back to hurt you."

A moment Asya was glued, Is.. "Sister, do you know what my problem is with Zidan?"

Nodding, Ana started to tell a story. "Formerly, when the family is no longer harmonious, the brother selfishly chose to leave. I continued my education outside the city and left Zidan himself. And how long later, brother finally came home. From there, my sister began to know that everything was not in accordance with the expectations. Papah sama mama finally made a decision to divorce, and from there Zidan began to be quiet..,

..And when brother, back to college, brother dapet news from Yuda who secretly brother told to make him to supervise him, if it turns out Zidan to establish a relationship with you, until finally happened it."

Asya's fragile heart began to roar, until Ana finally resumed. "I can't believe you're like that, Shay. Even when we first met when my sister moved into this apartment, I salute you, can try even living alone."

Asya fell, with tears beginning to pool. He misses papah and mama. How they hugged her in a moment like this, removing every tear drop that had ever spilled. I swear by anything, Asya misses them so much.

If they're still around, how do they look when they know she's pregnant?

"Yes." Ana cupped Asya's shoulder, and pulled her into an embrace. "Now you're not alone, there's a big brother, and I'm sure Zidan will be happy to welcome your two children."

...

Stretching her back against the sofa, Asya began to flip page by page from the novel she was reading. It was getting dark, and thank goodness Zidan told Asya this afternoon.

His girlfriend is fine, the flight was smooth to the destination. Sighing, Asya closed the novel and placed it on the nightstand. The clock had shown at eight in the evening, and Asya decided to move to the kitchen afterwards.

All the foods that doctor Sari recommends during pregnancy, began Asya apply. Asya began to eat food that she had previously cooked with sister Ana.

When one mouthful slid in, the bell rang again. Maybe sister Ana has returned from the mini market, making Asya move quickly to open the apartment door.

"Sir Ana-Eh.."

Asya was stunned for a moment, her eyes winked softly, even with her heart beating too fast. This man before him looked as strong as before, until he said, "Hi, Asya."

"Rai-Raihan?"

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