My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 53

Fight them Zidan, don't let you regret losing them.

The sentence was still reminiscing in Zidan's mind. Even as the man drove his car fast, the word 'they' spun in his mind, filling his entire mind and forcing his brain to think hard.

Stopping the car in the courtyard of the Asya apartment complex, Zidan got out of his car and ran into the apartment. As Ana said earlier, Asya had gone somewhere, making a whack.

Tears were already piled up in the corner of the bead. If only Zidan could turn back the clock and repeat. I can make sure he fixes everything. Will take care of the woman. The woman who had gotten her heart, even from the first time they met.

"Yes, where are you?" the murmur sounded frail. Zidan supported his weak body by holding the arm of the sofa.

Views circulate. This place is deserted. Silent. And it hurts so much for Zidan.

The place that was once filled with love, now seemed lifeless.

Trudgingly, Zidan stepped into the room. As with other rooms, this room seems lifeless because in the dwellers.

Opening the closet, no clothes were found. Until his vision was rubbed with a folded piece of paper. Zidan's hand shook as he picked up and opened the paper. Especially when the manic moves, follows and reads the series of words in it.

Zidan, I have to go. We can not establish and live all, with misunderstandings in it. I have tried Zidan, trying to refute, trying to understand and trying to be honest with you in everything. Butwhat? You still do not believe and assume what you know is true. And one thing Zidan. I love you. From start. Until that feeling slowly disappears when you insult me first. But God says otherwise, I love you again. And I'm sure it won't go away easily. But I'm gonna try Zidan.

Goodby.

When it was closed, the tears were successfully down unexpectedly before. Zidan's angry. Angry at him who is too selfish, to hurt the person he loves.

Asya is his life. That woman is his love. That managed to shake his heart even with just a short sentence he muttered.

Then when he left, what about Zidan?

His life revolved around the woman, and when Asya gave up on her side, Zidan lost his axis.

"Asya, sorry..." Zidan knew it was useless even if he said those two words.

Asya has made the right decision. The woman gave up, even when Zidan desperately needed a win.

"I promise, Yes. I'll get you again. We'll be together again." That sentence is not just a joke.

Zidan swore he would find his heart again. Will guard. Will love him. Even if pleading is necessary, Zidan will do that, doing whatever it takes for Asya to stand up again and accompany his steps.

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Asya won't cry anymore. He won't shed tears, for the one he'll slowly forget. But repeatedly Asya said that sentence, a reality that really seemed to insult him to the deepest point.

She cried. Exactly back to crying. Traces of tears were already clearly imprinted on his tapered cheeks. Even a soothing hiccup, unable to ease his shaky shoulders.

"Yes, don't cry. Don't you like baby, lo? He's sad, if you're sad like this."

"I've tried, Fan." Asya bit his lips, resisting the urge to enslave. "But it's hard, Fan. I'm disappointed, he. he doesn't trust me.."

Fany understood, she understood enough. Although when his best friend is experiencing it, he is not on the side, Fany quite know how to suffer Asya at that time.

"That's the past, Shay. The truth is, there is only you. You said you wanted to escape Zidan, right?" fany asked, making Asya nod. He continued, "He's the past. Look at the future that only you and your baby have in it. Don't give up, Shay. You deserve to be happy."

Yes, Asya deserves to be happy. After all the suffering that the man tucked between the love they intertwine, Asya believes he deserves to get real happiness.

Now in his life, Zidan may be gone. Therefore, thinking about it, made Asya wipe away her tears quickly. Swiping his wailing stomach, as if it would give him strength.

"I'll try, Fan."

"And I, as your best friend, will keep you company" continued Fany.

Asya smiled, embracing her best friend's shoulder until the embrace turned into a warm embrace. Yes, he will go through it all, with people who love him - who will be with him.

"Gue's not involved?" Unexpectedly Andi was present. The man, who was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, carried a tray with two cups of warm chocolate inside.

Asya and Fany, who had previously hugged on the living room couch, were forced to end their activities. If Asya looked at him with a big smile, it was different from Fany. The woman was still staring at the man named Andi, with a look of guts.

"Yes, you can't tell me that's a little smile what?" The question seemed to be literate, making Asya giggle amused, and menoel the arms of his best friend.

"Fan, smile a little."

"And if it's a nice smile, Fan."

"Let's not serem," cletuk Andi without the slightest guilt.

The man placed the tray on the front desk of the sofa, before sitting down - right on Fany's side.

"Why are you sitting on my deck?" ketus Fany's.

Andi mendelik's. If only Fany was not a woman, he would have happily auctioned his head off, so that the owner would wake up.

"Lo didn't evict me from my own apartment, did he?" The question was successful in silencing Fany's mouth.

Ah, why could she forget that now she was in this man's apartment.

Earlier, after Asya agreed to Andi's invitation to go with him. He invited the two women to spend the night in his apartment for a moment, before he took them to the place on offer.

"Diem, right?" Andi scowled, looking at the silent Fany-tall.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry.."

After that brief debate-just between Fany and Andi of course, Asya smiled. His hands moved, cupping a cup of chocolate that held a warm tinge to his palm.

Asya drank a few sips, before Andi's words interrupted, "We'll go tomorrow yes, Sya."

"Where?"

"Gue there is a villa in Bandung. It's safe there, Zidan doesn't know that place."

Stupefied, Asya fell silent without giving a response. She's afraid. Not in the presence of Zidan, but where they were headed this time was what he feared.

Bandung, his hometown. The place where his father's extended family was. He had indeed left the place, out of the residence of his Om Anton family, when he decided to study in the Capital first.

"Lo why, Shay?" andi asked, so no response.

"In Bandung, there's her family." Not Asya answered, but Fany.

"In Bandung there is a lo family, Sya?"

Asya responded to Andi's question by nodding, then saying, "Yes, I'm perfect to stay there, at Om's house I'll be graduating from High School."

"Trus, don't you take me there?"

Asya was silent for a moment before nodding steadily. He also wants to meet family. She misses her older cousin Justin.

In the past, when he was kicked out of school and got into trouble because of it, Justin and the family of Om Anton who encouraged him, and accompanied him to come back like this again.

"I want to go there, maybe I can also meet my family."

"Lo sure, Sya?" ask Fany quickly.

Asya nodded back.

"Trus, are you gonna tell me about your pregnancy?"

Back, Asya's hand moved rubbing against his queen's stomach. "However, this can't be kept hidden, right?"

"Okay, we're leaving tomorrow." Andi's view turned to Fany. "Lo want to come?"

"Gue wants to come." Fany's answer, made Asya to menoel the woman's arm.

"Your royal crusade is here, how's Fan?"

"Gue will resign if necessary."

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