My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 69

Zidan gave a rough sigh. All sorts of swearing have soared in the mind, and just waiting to be thrown. How not? His day, which will soon score happiness, is suddenly damaged by the unexpected presence of the former.

Stepping on the gas pedal, the car drove smoothly without a hitch. The streets were not too crowded, making Zidan's mood that had been damaged, slowly but surely returned. Surely his journey to meet Asya did not take as long as before.

But not long after that, a deafening horn sound was heard. Zidan looked up slightly, seeing from the rearview mirror how the car behind him was speeding even at a very close distance - - almost hitting the rear bumper of his car.

Feeling awkward Zidan marginalized the car, giving way for the driver behind to pass.

Not as expected, the car actually followed the movement of Zidan who pulled over. Zidan snorted in annoyance. The manic he focused on, occasionally looking towards the road and occasionally glancing towards the middle rearview.

"****!!"

The grunts on the steering wheel strengthened. No doubt, it must be Esfi. The car's metallic red color is a stark contrast - it's not easy for Zidan to forget.

"Lo want to fuck me?" the question was thrown along with the increasing speed of Zidan's car.

Refocusing his mind, Zidan tried to get away from the Esfi car that just kept following him.

He overtook, Esfi overtook. Until finally the car that the woman was riding passed through him. Zidan slightly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the woman was completely insane if she dared to crash into him.

But the unexpected happened. Esfi's car stopped abruptly, making Zidan round his eyes and immediately braked along with his hand that turned the wheel - - about to avoid a collision that in fact could not be avoided.

Esfi's car was pushed up to the barrier, while Zidan's car spun until it stopped right in the middle of the road.

Zidan blinked his eyes. His hand moved, sweeping the red liquid on his forehead along with his head that turned towards the left.

A car is speeding. Back, a collision was inevitable. Zidan closed his eyes, feeling the pressure of the impact that hit him several times.

His head was bumped, draining blood that was not a little - even wet the face. His body felt crumpled, very. Even gnashing his bones could Zidan feel.

One that Zidan was thinking about right now. Hope he doesn't die. Least.. Until he could see the smile on Asya's face. His cause.. Yeah, just because of her.

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A small crackle still sounded from Asya's paled lips. His chest fell as soon as he heard the news of the accident Zidan experienced. Aided by Ana and Fany, Asya is swept through the crowded corridor of the Hospital. Backup Raihan, Yuda and Andi walked slowly - following the three of them from behind.

Their steps stopped not far from the operating room. There he could see Rendi who was sitting in the waiting chair. Her trembling body was patted by the little sister.

Asya is no stranger to the two of them. He knows both. One is known as Zidan's father, while the other is known as Asya as his previous superior - Mr. Darma.

"Yes..?"

Asya turned her head, looking at Ana while wiping away her still tracing tears. "What's up, brother?"

"You ready?"

Ducking down, Asya shook his head a little. She understood Ana's intention of asking her readiness to meet Zidan's family.

Honestly, if you say ready - then Asya is not ready. So what should he do?

"Yes.." This time Fany called. Asya turned her head, along with a pat on her shoulder that felt soothing. "Lo has to be ready, however it is."

For a moment Asya fell silent. His mind flashed, until he finally nodded. Make Ana back to her, herding her closer to Rendi and Darma.

"Well, Om." called Ana who made the two middle-aged men turn their heads.

"Ana?" Rendi got up, approached the Son. Until his attention was shifted once he saw the young woman next to his son.

This guy, feels familiar to Rendi. His face reminded him of someone. Until when his memory began to be drawn, he was stunned as soon as the Sister mentioned a name that had not been heard for a long time, but indirectly felt familiar at the same time.

"Ashya?" Darma rose after saying that name. He walked over, then stood right by Rendi's side. "You're here?"

"L-yes, sir.."

"You're Asya, right?" Rendi asked in a trembling voice. Making the view of Asya who had been bowed, back to look - - looking at the old-looking sad eyes.

"Yes, Om. L am.. Asha..."

"Tony's the same Tiara, right?"

"Yes, Om. That's me.."

Relieved breathable joints. Finally he was able to meet the son of his late friend. "Om nyariin you everywhere. You've been the '" Rendi's words stopped once she saw an awkwardness in Asya.

It's not just him who feels that. Brother Darma, who was standing next to him felt the same way.

"Are you pregnant Asya?" asked Rendi enthusiastically.

Made Asya hug her slightly bulging stomach with fear. He's worried. Afraid of the response of Rendi and Darma so know who the father of this content.

"Bah.., um..." Ana spoke up. Asya's trembling shoulders, as well as the fear that felt emanating from the woman beside her made Ana dare to decide the attention of these two middle-aged men before her. "Asians.. Asya's Zidan's girlfriend..."

Both stunned. Both Rendi and Darma could not help his shock. The knotty joints, finally chose to sit. While Darma looked at Asya and Ana with an illegible look.

"What do you mean Ana?"

Ana sighed. Looking at Asya then looking at Fany who was right on the woman's side. "You brought Asya first, huh? Sit down with Andi, Yuda, with Raihan Aja."

"Yes, Brother."

After Fany brought Asya to keep her distance. Ana approaches the father who looks weak. He called Rendi's hand, then said, "I'm sure Zidan told Papah about a mistake he made to someone."

Rendi nodded, recalling Zidan's explanation three months ago of the mistake he had made to a woman.

"And that's Asya, Pah. Asya is like that.. Because it's... Because Zidan."

Rendi crept her chest that felt tight. Surprise surrounds him, as well as Darma. His proud son, unexpectedly would do such a thing. Even to Asya who he knew as a good child figure.

"Tell me to Papah everything. Zidan's fault, it's Ana.."

...

Asya was crying a mouthful. The solubility of Zidan's condition being operated on, and Rendi's response to him later made him afraid, even just to turn his head or at least try to steal a listen.

Fany, who was by his side, felt the same way. He patted the Friend's shoulder slowly, and muttered, "Gue's sure Zidan is fine, really."

"But, Fan... L'm.. I'm afraid.."

"He'll be fine, yes." Andi tried to calm down. He turned, glancing at Judah to say the same thing.

"Lo calm down, Shay. Zidan is strong. He will be fine" Yuda added.

On the other hand, Raihan looked pensive. His dark eyes were inseparable from Asya. He could see the sadness in his eyes.

How Asya was in shock, even to the point of barely fainting at the villa before they left earlier. Making Raihan again convinced that there was no chance for him to fill that heart.

Asya was once his. But, that was before.

Sighing, Raihan got up. Approaching Asya then sat on his right seat which looked empty. He held onto Asya's trembling shoulder, leaning his head against her shoulder.

"You are patient, yes. Zidan will be fine. She's powerful.. He's never even tired of fighting for you, Shay.."

Asya nodded in her stuffing. Yeah, he can't deny that at all. Zidan should have seen him tonight. This guy should be back tonight. Supposedly tonight she would open her heart to Zidan, accept the man's forgiveness and get back together.

"Asians.."

Not only Asya, but the three people who accompanied him also turned their heads - - seeing Randi who walked slowly to where he was.

Raihan got up, invited Rendi who now took the seat and cupped Asya's hand with her wrinkled hands.

"Father apologizes for Zidan's mistake" said Rendi regretted. He knows everything. How the misunderstanding of the Son, to the complicated story that accompanies it.

"I'm sorry Zidan, Om."

"Don't call Om, call me Papah. However you will be Zidan's companion later, you will be the mother of his children later."

The words that Rendi spoke were full of confidence, leaving Asya satisfied. He has been accepted. His fear means nothing now.

It's not just Asya who is happy. Everyone even smiled in the midst of this miserable atmosphere.

"This is." said Rendi, offering a special transparent plastic bag containing small items belonging to Zidan. "This is Zidan's stuff that was handed over to the nurse."

Asya accepted it with trembling hands. There was a watch, a cell phone, as well as a small book that Asya believed was an album.

Without disgust and a little reluctance, Asya opened the plastic. He grabbed the album and opened it slowly.

Tears that had dried a little before are now back can not be harbored. Their baby USG photo, Asya did not expect that Zidan had it.

"That's.. Zidan asked Brother to send printouts of your child's USG to him, so Brother send."

Asya nodded, still staring at the album before turning her gaze towards Rendi. "P-Well, Zidan..?"

"He'll be fine, Asya. Police are still investigating the cause of the accident."

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