My Devil Man's

The MDM - Part 60

Zidan could no longer resist the urge for happiness once his manic leggings were bragged with Asya. With a limped step, the man walked through the courtyard, and pulled Asya's body in a jolt for her to approach.

His eyes closed, his hands coiled around Asya's waist which felt increasingly smaller. The smell, comfort and warmth felt the same.

The same happened to Asya. Although the woman had been widened so Zidan pulled her, Asya could not lie that she also missed this deck.

They seemed to have forgotten the atmosphere, and were oblivious to the gaze of Raihan who cheered and ended as soon as he chose to leave - - leaving Asya and Zidan who were dissolved in their own atmosphere.

"See sorry for me."

Zidan was not aware that the sentence - which he had to say - made the woman in his arms open her eyes quickly, displaying a bead full of pain and disappointment.

Asya muzzled, trying to take off the deck that unfortunately felt warm in his heart. "Zidan off!!"

"I won't let go of you, Shay. I want you to forgive me."

"Zidan!!"

Feeling unanswered, Asya forcefully pushed the chest of Zidan's field until their embrace was stifled.

Asya looked at the man fiercely, in contrast to Zidan who actually looked at him full of gentleness.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

That sentence, Asya hated him so much. Not without reason. Asya had heard it first, right from the same man - who was now standing before him.

Then what did he get? Doubt, baseless accusations and a look of disappointment that made him sometimes claustrophobic.

Asya chuckled, trying to cover her fractured and sore heart. He lowered his head for a moment, before looking up again and staring at Kuyu Zidan's face with a sneer. "After your apology I received, what will happen? You're accusing me again?"

Grimacing, Zidan shook his head quickly. Trying to regain Asya's body, which actually makes the woman even further out of reach.

"Yes.."

"Dear, Zidan. I'm nyerah. I can't possibly hold on anymore, if I end up getting hurt."

"Just yesterday, I knew I was wrong. I'm sorry, okay? I love you, Shay. Please don't do this.."

Asya again chuckled, but this time with her eyes dimming and glazed. Really, he also loves Zidan - even very much. But, will he be able to get hurt again if Zidan re-doubts himself?

"You used to accuse me of being the destroyer of your family. After that, when we have lived each of our lives, you are present again Zidan. You are abusing me, and you still consider what you know to be truth-"

"Yes.."

"Stop!" Asya raised her hand, hinting for the man to stop. "Now I'm talking to Zidan, you're hearing good!"

Zidan was silent afterwards, looking at Asya concerned as she focused her frail body on the arm of the chair.

"And that abis, when we are in contact, you doubt my loyalty. Would you give me a chance to explain? The answer is no, Zidan. You actually believe more in your ex than I do. And you should know, when you doubt my loyalty, at that moment I doubt that you really love me."

Deg

The sentence seemed to be a bullet that pierced Zidan's heart. It's wrong!! It's stupidity!! And look now, Asya even doubted his love.

"Yes.. Please.."

"Stop, Okay?! Stop pretending to be attentive! Stop pretending to apologize to me! Now, we have no relationship anymore. End, just get here!"

Asya turned around, about to leave Zidan after throwing the sentence ultimatum, before Zidan clasped his hand.

"So think of our son, Shay. He needs me, I'm his father."

"Aren't you doubting him?" the question was asked by Asya without looking at Zidan.

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe the child I bear is not your child?"

"He's my son, Shay. I'm sure it is."

The words spoken by Zidan firmly, had made Asya waver. But it didn't last long. Because afterwards only the rejection that Zidan got, as soon as Asya jerked his hand, and left himself without looking back.

...

He was reluctant to leave, as he promised, he would not move until Asya opened the door to apologize for him.

Too late indeed. But what should he do, other than apologize and re-grow Asya's trust for him?

Sighing, Zidan gasped. The gloomy man's brows furrowed as soon as he saw someone walking slowly out of the villa, then stepped towards his car.

Zidan hoped it was Asya, of course. However, her hopes shrunk and ran aground once found the figure of Ana who knocked on the window of her car.

Opening the car door, Ana walks in. The woman in the pajamas was covered in cardigans and scarves, throwing a can of soda at her.

Good thing it's not cold, Zidan.

"Sir Ana why are you here?"

"Why don't you come home?" tanya Ana chose to ignore Zidan's question.

Zidan grunts. "You don't know what the answer is, do you?"

"You're not going home until Asya's sorry?"

That question Zidan did not answer, as if confirming that what Ana concluded was the truth.

Ana sighed, averted her eyes and turned to look at Zidan. The man looked haggard in his opinion, let alone the view that led to one point made Ana grimace and then unconsciously rubbed the tip of the head of her only child.

"Have you eaten?"

"I don't nap, brother."

"Wait for brother, yeah."

After giving the order, Ana got out of the car and entered the villa. A few minutes later he came out with a plate of food in his right hand.

"Nih, eat," said Ana while offering a plate of fried rice that looks tantalizing.

Zidan shook his head which made Ana snort dislike. "It's Asya's work."

"Made Asya?" parrot Zidan with a face of amazement.

"Yes, this is Asya's. He was steaming fried rice, and he made this-"

The sentence did not continue as soon as Zidan grabbed and ate the fried rice. Ana smiled sweetly, while feeling sad on one side.

"You likey?"

"Great pleasure, brother."

Zidan rubbed the corner of his wet eyes and resumed his mouthful. He was grateful this time. Although the door of apology has not been opened from Asya, but he can still feel the delicacy of food made by his heart.

"Zidan?"

"Eumm?" Zidan muttered, still busy with the chewing activity.

"So don't you want advice, you want to hear?"

Zidan nodded in response.

"What if you try to meet Asya's family?"

Okay, this talk is quite interesting according to Zidan. Therefore, he who was still busy chewing now turned to look at Ana with a view that seemed to say 'try continue'.

"Gini, Fany story to brother, if before coming to this villa Asya had wanted to meet his family that way. So, sister wants to ask you one more thing. You want this relationship to continue on to the marriage stage, or-"

"If you ask how sure I am as Asya. The answer is, I am sure. Brother can suggest that I will bring this relationship to the marriage stage, if you want."

"So?"

"I'll see Asya's family, brother. I'll tell them all the same things, and maybe even ask for their blessing."

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