On Bed Om Rudy

Just a friend

Aunt Katrin twined her fingers, what an incredible surprise she heard just now. He imagined that his son Satria Abimana would marry a girl from a respectable circle and lead an even better life.

“You are sure that you will marry Liany?” ask Aunt Katrin who wants to convince Satria's choice.

“Of course, isn't that great? I can save your marriage because your husband is after this young widow. At least I can keep Liany away from men who are looking for satisfaction other than his wife,” Satria replied terribly. Aunt Katrin sighed at least Satria's words had a point. Her husband would stay away from Liany if the young woman married Satria.

“I'm not asking permission from you, I just want to tell you, Liany asked me to tell this good news to my real mother.” Satria emphasized her voice on the word birth mother. Aunty Katrin's eyes blinked away the water that began to gather in her eyes.

“And another one, I hope you can give understanding to Myla so that she does not misunderstand my woman, Liany is not a snake or any animal that Myla calls to my future wife. I don't want any commotion made by your daughter and bothering Liany. Try to be honest with them before I myself will tell you the truth.” Satria took her phone at the table and prepared to leave.

“You want to go home?” aunt Katrin asked slightly disappointedly, she thought Satria would spend a lot of time for her.

“I've said what I want to say, besides in the office is also a lot of work. I'll tell you the date of the wedding if we've completed our completeness file.”

“Congratulations, Son. It is undeniable that you still look happy despite being rigid with me.”

Satria only smiled faintly then passed from before Aunt Katrin. The woman sat on the chair, and a waiter came to bring her order of cold drinks. Aunt Katrin's head is working hard to figure out how to convey Satria to her daughter and husband.

Myla infusion can be removed, doctors advise not to stress and a lot of rest. Someone knocked on the door of her treatment room, then a young man appeared from behind the door. Myla thought that Satria who came to see her was Demian. His hands were no longer being rebounded and Demian flashed a charming smile.

“Again, Myla, sorry I just found out you were sick last night.”

“Know where I'm sick?” myla asked probing, she did not see Demian looking at the story in her chat app.

“From Mr. Boss, he said that you are sick again so I asked permission to him to take care of you this morning.” Demian brought Myla a bouquet of fresh and fragrant flowers.

“Thank you, the flowers are great,” Myla said with a slight smile.

“What pain do you have? Fortunately my hand has healed so it seems it is my turn to take care of you deh.” Demian took a chair and sat down beside Myla's bed.

“I'm just exhausted and my stomach acid goes up, you don't have to bother looking after me.” Myla put the bouquet of flowers on her bedside nightstand. Demian circulated his gaze around Myla's room, a VIP room that reminded a piece of her memories of her past.

“Mas Satria is busy huh?” myla asked slowly, she hoped that the young man she liked could come to see her.

“Hu umh, he is preparing something so until the end of this month he will be very busy.” Demian had already been bound by an appointment if she would not tell anyone about the preparations for her marriage to Liany. It wasn't Myla that Satria was worried about but she didn't want the restaurant incident to befall Liany again. Only Sparkling's core team knows about their Boss Sir's wedding plans.

Myla was only ‘ooh’ slowly and swallowed a little disappointment, only Demian came to see her on the third day she was in the hospital.

“I won't make someone angry ‘kan?” demian asked broke the silence of the two of them.

“You mean?” myla replied with a question, her mind fixed on Satria made her lose focus on Demian.

“Oooh .. I don't have a boyfriend yet, it's hard to find a man who's like my papa...” Myla did not continue her sentence. She had just remembered what her father had done lately which had left Myla heartbroken. Maybe from now on he will have to change the standards and criteria about his potential life partner.

“Means I still have a chance,” Demian said almost inaudibly.

Myla just chuckled softly in response to Demian's muttering. His heart was still fixed on Satria it felt impossible to give way to Demian.

“I like other people but those other people don't feel the same way. What say?” myla asked honestly expressing her feelings. Demian momentarily fell silent and thought.

“Means right now I feel the doong thing with you, I like you but you like others, I have to how now?” Demian asked back.

“I can only offer you friendship at this time Demian, I still hope there is a miracle on my love story.” Myla looked at Demian seriously. He did not want Demian to expect much of him and wait for the uncertain.

“And I feel lucky for it, at least you didn't kick me away from you.” Demian smiled then reached out her hand to ask Myla to shake her hand.

“For friends,” bargain Demian gave code to Myla.

“For friends.” Myla returned Demian's handshake and the two chuckled.

It turns out that Demian is a fun figure according to Myla, the man is good at storytelling and easily makes him laugh. Various jokes were told to Myla so that the girl was comforted by Demian's presence. It did not feel like two hours had Demian accompanied Myla without getting bored, she glanced at her watch.

“Myla, I have to go back to the office, tell me the same time when you will come home, I will pick up and deliver you.”

“No need to bother, both of my parents will definitely pick me up later, but I will still inform you.” Myla and Demian momentarily looked at each other and smiled.

“Alright, get well soon, I will contact you again later,” Demian said then waved his hand before disappearing from behind the closed door.

Liany was seriously typing in front of her computer, there were some important letters that she had to finish immediately. Satria was busy with his computer, the atmosphere was silent because each drowned with their respective busyness. Time was almost showing lunchtime and Satria had promised Liany to have lunch together after visiting Rangga on daycare.

Liany suddenly remembered something if one of her files was left in the house and she had to pick it up.

“Sat, one of the files left behind at home, the flash left behind I have to go home.” Liany picked up her handbag and hurriedly left the office.

“Don't be long, we should see Rangga first before lunch!” exclamation Satria.

“Surely he thought of many things lately until his work fell apart, even his phone was left behind just like that.” Satria took Liany's phone and put it on her desk. He would finish his little bit of edit then would catch up with Liany afterwards.

In a hurry Liany got off the online motorcycle taxi that took her home. Soon he came in to find the thing he needed. He found it and immediately put it in a bag, the clock on the wall, Liany counted the time, he should just ask Satria to pick him up and they together to daycare to visit Rangga. Liany was turning her back to the door when a man entered her house.

“Liany, I miss you.” The heavy voice made Liany gasp in shock and turn around.