My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 67

Asya breathed a tired sigh. Then circulate the view with no interest to the area around the villa. For three days Zidan had not come, making Asya understand that what it was like to be abandoned, ignored and ignored.

He misses Zidan. How his loving views and words are always sweet.

Putting aside the ego, Asya moved on. Here only he remains, Fany and Andi. Ana, Yuda and Raihan returned to Jakarta to finish their work two days ago.

As soon as her feet stepped on the backyard grass, Asya could not help but smile.

I don't know since when Andi and Fany's relationship developed. What is clear when he steals hear, Asya knows that all this time Andi keeps feelings for his best friend.

Stepping closer, the voice of Asya intruded on the activities of Fany and Andi who were feeding the fish contained in a small pond.

"Fa.."

Andi and Fany turned their heads. "What's up, Shay?" ask Fany, put the bait container in the pool divider.

"Gini-" Asya gulped his gulp roughly, before returning to continue, "When are you going back there again?"

"To there, where?"

"To Jakarta."

Hearing the answer made Fany's eyebrows linked, in contrast to Andi, the man smiled thinly - as if knowing the direction of Asya's mind.

"Do you know I want to resign?"

Asya nodded, making Fany sigh before clasping her best friend's hand and leading her to the park bench - followed by Andi.

"Gini, Yes. If I go back there, who's going to stay here? You know what, Ana, Yuda and Raihan may not be here in a few days?"

"Or."

"Trus?"

"Zidan's.. He hasn't been here in a few days.. I'm worried, Fan.. Moreover, Ana's sister Yuda said, they did not meet Zidan.."

"Lo..?" The question did not continue. Fany looked at Asya's face deeply, and came to the conclusion that Asya no longer harbored anger at the man.

"Lo want me to go back to Jakarta?"

Asya nodded.

"Who is Trus living with?"

Silently, Asya lowered his head. Her fingers looked tight.

"Gini aja..," Andi's voice intruded. He got up from his seat and stood right in front of Asya and Fany. "Gue same Fany to Jakarta, and I'll ask Bu Marni to make your meeting, yes."

"Whose Marni is it?" ask Fany.

"Mom Marni is the wife of the villa's guard, if I ask, she will."

Asya's face sparkled, she turned her head to look at Fany and nodded enthusiastically.

"No pa pa, Fan. If Andi Bu Marni says she can help me, I don't mind if you go there with Andi."

After cradling for a while, and watching Asya's face now seemed to be beaming expectantly. Finally Fany agreed. Now he had to think about how he could meet Zidan, and persuade him to come to visit Asya.

...

Work, work and work. That was all Zidan did to take his mind off the Asya figure who often controlled the mind.

For four days he had not seen the woman, making his heart tight because of severe longing.

His face looked dull, his eyes blackened, even now that fine fur had grown around his firm jawline.

Zidan now, is different from the old Zidan. The change was evident from all angles and sides.

Sighing, Zidan closed his macbook screen and moved out of the room. Her steps came to a halt right at the secretary's desk, where Anita was.

"Anita.."

The call made the woman who was stuck with her computer screen look up and immediately straighten the body before saluting.

"Sir Zidan."

Getting the question made Anita again look at the tablet, where the schedule of her boss has been arranged nicely. "At 13:00, sir. About 10 minutes."

"We better go now" said Zidan without pause.

The man then moved from there, followed by Anita who was tailing from behind.

...

Had not thought about Asya's request, maybe Fany would have chosen to leave the company where he currently works.

Laziness, lack of Asya, and excessive fatigue make Fany just stick his forehead in the cubicle without wanting to do anything else.

If you think about it, he should have been fired. Given his absence has exceeded the limit of leave given by the boss.

Sighing tiredly, Fany chose to close her eyes. But only a few minutes of the action he did, a noise and whispers without pause entered his sense of hearing.

Makes him grumble and want to spray all kinds of swearing-but he's lucky to undo it.

"That's Zidan?" The question floated off as my bead caught the figure for one of the reasons to return to this company - - talking to Ms. Lina, the head of finance division

Fany frowned, from the corner of the room he could clearly see Zidan's current state. The man looked chaotic, making him snort when considering the state of Asya which was almost the same as the company leader.

Secretly, Fany took her phone which she had indeed put not too far away. He activated portrait mode, before taking some photos for him to send to Asya.

In print, Fany shifted the screen and praised how professional she was in taking photos with the right angle.

The face, look and state of Zidan is clearly summarized in some photos he took.

"Gue sure, Sya. After you see this photo maybe you and Zidan will immediately reverse it.."

...

Asya helps Ms. Marni clean the cutlery, after they finish eating dinner.

The plan is that Bu Marni will stay overnight, until later there will be a return to accompany Asya here.

Bringing the dishes to the sink to wash, Asya's hand movements that were about to turn on the faucet came to a halt as soon as Bu Marni grabbed her hand.

"Let me wash the dishes" said the middle-aged woman.

Asya shook her head and smiled faintly. "No, Mom. Let Asya be."

"Let my mother be holy. Nak Asya better rest in the room. It's malem.."

Finally, Asya had to nod. With an uneasy feeling of leaving the middle-aged woman alone, Asya climbed the steps of the stairs towards the second floor of the villa to go to her room.

Actually both Ana and the others, asked Asya to sleep in a room located on the ground floor. However, Asya refused. The reason is quite cliche actually. The woman wanted to see Zidan's presence. Even to this day, he has not seen his presence.

Sighing, Asya instantly laid her body on the bed. He turned his head, then grabbed the phone that was indeed located on the nightstand, not far from where it lay.

His forehead frowned, so presented a message notification in one of the chat applications - from Fany when he turned on the phone.

Hoping for good news, Asya opened the message.

The feeling is not funny, maniknya staring with a shiver of what is drawn on the screen. Portrait of Zidan is seen there. Making him feel guilty once he saw the look of Zidan who did not look too good.

The man looked cute, tired and weak. The bruised murat is still visible even though it has faded.

"Zidan's..." Asya's lips trembled as she said the man's name.

Unknowingly, his fingers moved. Swipe the screen and hope Zidan is okay there.

"Zidan, sorry...." Tears are shed. "I'm wrong not to accept your apologies..."

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Like and Coment..

Oh yes, the goddess wants to say, maybe there are some who feel the plot of this novel is a bit slow, the problem of two main characters who are not finished, etc.

But the goddess can only say, you are patient. Zidan and Asya will be back.

So, don't be bored read it...