Replacement Boss In The Inn

79. Dispart

Their conversation had ended when Ossa returned with two cups of tea as well as a light snack on the tray. Serves with a tray without lowering cups and snacks. Arzaki was used to asking for it. Hoping that Ossa could be helped a little. Unless you treat the guests.

After the three of them returned to having a light conversation while finishing their tea and snacks, Ayunda returned to the lobby. The beautiful woman who is still at war with her husband wants to get a room for the night on Nola. Refusing Arzaki's instructions to stay at his main house.

Actually not unwilling, but Ayunda does not want to sebak if the memory with the late wife and children Arzaki remembered. Feeling salute to Arzaki who for him is very strong to face calamities and trials.

Even the handsome man already looked bright and was also very focused. Not pensive not connecting with an empty mind. But Arzaki appears alert with full radar in his head when talking anything.

Ayunda returned to the terrace where only Arzaki was waiting. Ossa's out of nowhere, probably already retreating to the kitchen.

"Where's Ossa, mas,,?!" ask Ayunda to Arzaki. He seems to be carrying something in his hand.

"To the kitchen" said Arzaki and stood up.

"Go on to the kitchen. She's the wife of what the lawyer is," said Ayunda grumbling. Arzaki slightly smiled as he ruffled his own hair.

"that's it, he's stubborn. I want that, yes let it be. Just feel happy," said Arzaki resigned.

Ayunda walked quickly to the kitchen. Carrying the thick package to give Oqtissa. Felt if the coastal girl would definitely like it.

"What is this, ma'am?" asked Ossa when Ayunda handed him the package.

"From mass Zoan. He bought this for you yesterday, " explained Ayunda with a smile.

Ossa accepted doubtfully and surprised. But Ayunda nodded convincingly and increasingly thrust the parcel at him.

"Eh, yes. Thank you, ma'am," Ossa accepted with a still shocked feeling. Feeling grateful, Ayunda came when the kitchen handler was not in his place. She was washing a lot of vegetables in the back. There will be no interviews for him.

"Ossa, keep it and wear it.. Uh, I'm all alone, going to Kelapa Dua island, see the turtles. You coming?" ask Ayunda kindly to Oqtissa.

"Yes, madam... I can't go with. Yes carefully. Happy holidaying. When are you coming back here?" ask Oqtissa.

"The bettor will also come back here. But tomorrow go again to another island," explained Ayunda.

Ossa just nodded with a smile. Judging if Ayunda's life is still happy despite being in the throes of marriage. Probably because it is not lacking in financial terms. And it would be another story if Ayunda is not in all enough.

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One week later..

Oqtissa had packed some clothes from the cupboard for her to put in a suitcase. Getting ready to go to the airport this morning. Fly to Bandar Seri Begawan with Arzaki.

Although it feels sad, again with a questionable future, Ossa always obeys Arzaki whatever he says. Because he owed it mainly to his brother. Who knows where he is now. Zoan was not heard from at all. Only the story that Ayunda brought was all that Ossa knew.

The car carrying Oqtissa and Arzaki, passed with a wave of Nola and Pure hands. They separated after crying for each other. Despite knowing Ossa's departure is not long and may quickly return, but the three of them still feel very sad.

But the slippage was on Ossa's head. Pure has got a kitchen buddy who seems pretty good. The male chef who looks agile and agile. It fits well in partnership with Pure.

For Nola, Arzaki has raised his salary slightly. In order to provide pregnancy benefits and give more encouragement. Also a new officer was the man who accompanied the guard in the lobby.

"What are all your clothes you carry?" arzaki asked Ossa who was sitting with him.

"No, sir, just partly. My suitcase is a little small, just fit a little. Anyway like I'm not going back to the inn.." Ossa answered and then lowered his head. Very sad of his heart.

"How you feel, Ossa. Why don't you ever tell me anything?" asked Arzaki by leaning back leisurely on the chair.

"I,, actually, wanted to ask this for a while, but was disinclined. Sorry before, sir. You look healthy, but why not look at me? When is that, sir?" asked Ossa by looking at Arzaki boldly.

Arzaki was surprised. Although this had been very much thought of, but if Ossa suddenly dared to ask, his heart seemed to be jolted. The man was silent not answering.

The closer to the airport, the feeling that began to calm and comfortable, felt increasingly stuck. Like feeling suddenly reluctant to realize his decision. But all is for the sake of those who are dear and still exist in the world.

"When are you going to divorce me?" ask Ossa quickly. Those clear eyes seemed to sparkle in view.

Arzaki stared at Ossa for a long time, then turned his face and fell silent. Look at the driver in front. Arzaki has been seen several times sneaking his eyes at the passenger monitoring glass. The driver repeatedly looked back at him. The driver who drove this time was Aldi, his sister's former favorite driver.

Looking at Aldi, increasingly reminded Arzaki how good and dear his sister to him. He has also thickened his shame, regret, and guilt for Reizoan Azril, his younger brother who gave up everything for Arzaki.

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They had reached Soekarno Hatta airport when a welcoming announcement was clearly heard. Arzaki stood close beside Oqtissa.

"Ossa, here's your ticket. For the purpose of Semarang has been asked chek in." Arzaki said in a deep and soft voice. But the sharpness of Ossa's ears never decreases at least.

"My ticket? To Semarang?" asked Ossa, not blinking.

Arzaki looked at Ossa fixedly and nodded. It's not hypocritical to feel so heavy letting go of Oqtissa. Given how the interaction and contribution of the girl in taking care of it all this time. Honestly, whether devinisi taste how else, Arzaki already feel calm if there is Ossa with him.

"I flew to Semarang with you?" asked Ossa with an astonished mimic.

"You go to Semarang by yourself, Ossa. I went to Brunei Darussalam by myself. We split up here," said Arzaki. His voice began to stiffen.

"I mean Mr. Arzaki, what??" Ossa thought a little, but felt afraid if the assumption was not true.

"Ossa," said Arzaki.

Arzaki's hand touched Ossa's shoulder, then grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him closer. Arzaki hugged Oqtissa quickly.

"I hope you're happy after this. Sorry if you've been feeling tormented, forced and unhappy." Arzaki's voice sounded sad as he spoke. Ossa was still confused.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Ossa. I'm sorry if I break my promise, don't let go of you as soon as I recover. I'm sorry, Ossa,"

"I have filled your bank account with a sufficient amount. Hope you don't feel bad, Ossa. Let's just say it's my compensation,"

"We're done here, Ossa. Take care. I release you sincerely. Thank you" said Arzaki, releasing Ossa from his arms.

"You mean, we've..." Oqtissa could not continue to speak. Feeling his chest turn suddenly. But at the same time feel tremendous relief.

"Yes, Ossa. We are no longer married, we are separated. I am not your husband and you are no longer my wife. We're divorced, I'm divorcing you, Ossa.. And Rama will manage this thing of ours clearly," Arzaki explained.

"Sir, I was very surprised. Not expecting, but you're okay, right??" asked Ossa with his worry.

"Of course I'll be fine" said Arzaki, smiling.

"Sir, I'm sorry. Sorry if you often feel dislike for the way I treat you." Ossa said in a sad voice.

"Together, Ossa. I apologize if I get upset often. But you take very good care of me" said Arzaki.

"No, sir. I never felt upset. I'm sorry and very grateful to you, Mr. Arzaki..." Ossa said shrewdly. Down feeling haru and sad.

"Alright, Ossa. You check in immediately. Your plane is about to take off" Arzaki said. His hand pointed to one queue not far from them standing.

"Sir, but what am I going to Semarang for?" tanya Ossa was confused.

"Zoan will pick you up. You work for my sister" said Arzaki. While walking carrying Oqtisa's suitcase in the queue.

Ossa gasped, no longer asking. If you mention Zoan, it feels disinclined to Arzaki himself. Ossa immediately stood in line with his small suitcase.

Arzaki stayed away but was still watching. Perhaps the man will fly on a plane much slower than the one that will take Ossa to Semarang.

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