My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 51

When love is in doubt, when it begins to feel worthless before the person we love, at that moment - - according to Asya - he must give up. In this relationship, among the links of feelings called 'love' he is unable to hold on to a man who - repeatedly - doubts his loyalty.

With a gamang view, Asya arranged strands by strands of clothes in a suitcase. He needed calm after this.he needed some solace after the piercing wound. Both, only two with their children.

If Asya had wished Zidan knew about her pregnancy yesterday, this time was different. Asya just hope that the man does not know it until anytime. Let people say he is selfish, wanting to separate the child from his father. However, will Asya be able to survive, if Zidan again considers this pregnancy a fabrication?

The presence of his son is doubtful.

Pregnancy seems like a shortcut for Asya to be able to come back with the man.

Therefore, thinking about it, Asya chose to leave. Setting a broken heart, I don't know how many times. At least he hoped that, when he returned later, he could look at the man with a sense that was no longer there.

He's capitulating.

He did not want to and could not be hurt again.

Removing her rough tears, Asya closed the suitcase, sighed softly before turning around, staring at the conscious woman while looking at her with the same - glazed eyes.

"Are you going to have to go, huh?"

Asya smiled gently and nodded. "Yes, Fan. I... You know, I can't keep this up?"

"Yes, Yes." Fany looked down deeply, creeping her fingers furiously. If only he had not left, Asya would not have experienced this. "Sorry, Yes."

Although it was subtle, Asya could still hear it clearly. Sighing, Asya stepped up. Holding his best friend's shoulders, to stare. He said, "Sooner or later, I'm sure this is happening, Fan. Zidan.. He can't believe me yet, so what am I going to survive for?"

"But, Yes.." The woman grabbed Asya's hand on her shoulder - clasping, looking at her with an understanding look. "But your son needs a father figure, he can't live without a father?"

Fany did not mean to ask Asya to forgive the selfish man. For him, Asya's choice was right. Going to teach Zidan a lesson, Asya should have done it a long time ago. But, to part with his best friend this Fany-taste-but

"Gue don't want you to go, Shay."

"I'm not long, Fan."

"Lo know I don't have any other friends besides you?"

"Yes, I know."

"But-"

"Fan," Asya emphasized her voice. "Please, okay? I'm not long."

"Where are you going?"

For a moment Asya fell silent. He did not think long of his goal at this time. All he had in mind right now was to leave, stay away from Zidan for a while - until he could look at the man with a different taste later.

"I don't know where to go."

"Well, that's why don't you go first." Fany insisted, while Asya was still the same as his stance. Even they did not realize someone who had been paying attention, wanted to interrupt but were reluctant.

"Don't go, okay?" persuade Fany once more, making Asya smile thinly and shake her head quickly.

"Can't, Fan."

"What if you go where I am?" a voice intruded suddenly, making Asya and Fany jump in shock.

Sighing in relief at the same time, the two women turned their heads, frowning faintly, before one of them said, "Andi? Why are you here?"

The man who was still wearing the full stellan smiled faintly. Step before stopping right in front of Asya's room. He looked at Fany briefly, then his gaze turned to his best friend's lover. Ah.. Can Asya still be considered Zidan's lover, after the man repeated the same mistake?

"Gue's here because Fany's on the phone."

Asya's brows linked, she turned her head, with a questionable look. "You know Andi?"

"Sorry, I don't know what else. You keep saying you want to go."

"But Fan, don't have to tell Andi either." After saying that, Asya's hand lifted-mijit her forehead slowly when a sense of dizziness suddenly struck.

"No pa pa pa, yes?"

"No pa pa."

Fany hesitated at the answer, so she picked Asya up, taking him to sit on the side of the bed. A glass of drinking water he offered with worry, and greeted Asya by drinking it to the toilet.

It did not escape Andi's vision. He was disappointed and concerned on the other side. Though he had warned Zidan to no longer fall in the Esfi game.

But either because it was too stupid or what, Zidan actually got entangled again, and now threatened to be abandoned by two people who - maybe - he loved.

"Lo want to go, Shay?" andi asked, glancing at a maroon-colored suitcase on the bed.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Lo go where I am, will you?"

Asya shakes. "No need for An, I'm afraid of nicotine."

"No nicotine, Yes. Besides I agree lo stayin Zidan, but you also have to inget the baby in the womb lo."

Asya pensively digested the sentence, his hand without feeling moved, rubbing the stomach where there is a part of him there.

"He won't know, I guarantee it."

Asya's feeling wavered, her head looked up quickly. "Why can you be so sure?"

Andi smiled again, and crossed paths. "Gue can't say because of what. Obviously, I'm sure with you gone, sya. Zidan will regret it."

"He won't regret it, An.."

"He'll be sorry, yes. He'll regret being provoked by a girl like Esfi-"

Andi's sentence was cut off as soon as Asya asked quickly. There was a sense of tightness there when he heard the name of the woman. "You mean? What do you mean, An?"

Looking over, Andi nodded before saying, "Maybe it's time you know, yes. It happened seven years ago, and it's happening now, Esfi's mastermind."

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Leaving Fany and Andi staring at her worriedly, Asya stepped over. His gaze circulated, his chest claustrophobic squeezed into a sense that could be said to be 'an anger'. And because of that, here he is. At the mastermind's house that caused his relationship and Zidan to be destroyed.

After forcing Andi to deliver it, Asya was finally able to set her foot here. Sighing, Asya's hand raised in doubt as she pressed the bell on the side of the door.

The third time, the door was finally open. Appearing the figure of Esfi who wears t-shirts and hotpants.

For a moment the woman was shocked, but her gaze turned into a quick grin. "Eh, Asha. What's up, huh?"

Asya stared intently, the fist on the side of his body tightening strongly. "Can I come in?"

"Can."

After they entered together, the grin was still printed clearly on Esfi's lips as his eyes rubbed with Andi and Fany standing in front of the fence of his house.

The medusa woman stepped up, entered the kitchen and prepared a glass of drink and was immediately put on the sofa table once she returned.

"What are you coming here for, Sya?"

"I think you know."

"You mean?"

Asya chuckled, the calm demeanor within him oozing out, making Esfi suddenly choke.

"I don't think you're stupid, Fi."

"You mean, what?"

"God." Grabbing the glass, Asya grabbed it until his knuckles turned white. Throwing a sneer back, Asya flushed the drink over Esfi's head and was greeted by the woman's screech.

"Damn it! You mean what's my flush like a gini?!"

"Ups. accidentally."

Esfi was furious, and immediately got up from his seat. "Gue don't know what you mean by coming to my house. But I hope, you get away from my place, now!!"

Instead of being intimidated, Asya just tekekeh amused. With a cross he got up, infusing the entire messy look of Esfi.

"You pantes dapetin' this, Fi."

"Damn lo, Sya!!"

Plakkc..

"That damn you, j*lang!!"

Esfi's eyes were puffed up, his hands without cues moved quickly, touching his hot cheeks - with red drops that felt sore at the corners of his lips.

He did not expect, Asya who incidentally is weak and can be oppressed, now actually slapped him strong.

"The way you're cheap," Asya hissed, smiling lightly. "From then until now, the way you use is still the same."

Still holding onto his cheek, Esfi turned his head. "Oh, but produce?"

"Yes, it worked."

Despite the satisfactory answer he got, it did not necessarily make Esfi calm. Asya's view that should have been hurt, now he just did not get - making a sense of pleasure and disappointment side by side at the same time.

"Unfortunately if you feel like winning, you're wrong, Fi. You lose. Turns out you don't change the figure of a cheap girl who can do everything you can to get what you want, huh?..

..And if you hope, Zidan's love will you get, I hope you wake up from dreamland soon. Because what?" Asya took a step forward, whispering slightly. "Because Zidan just loves me, and he doesn't like girls who caper dirty ways."

After that Asya turned around, leaving Esfi who was still stunned to hold his cheek - as if defeated by a landslide.

"Oh yeah." Asya muttered, her hand holding the door knob-without turning her head. "I suggest you go to a psychiatrist. You're trouble. I think you have a mental disorder."

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