Secluded Love

Secluded Love
Pick you up home



"mbah, Zara to the pharmacy first huh ?"


After breakfast, Zara said goodbye to the princess. In that house they only lived alone, also an ART who worked in the morning until the afternoon.


"yes, heart of ndo, hope rame ya."


The princess extended her hand to kiss her grandson.


Shortly after, Hafiz arrived at the front of the house. A different man was 3 years old with Zara, giving her a helmet to wear.


"what's not bothering you ?"


Zara was wearing a helmet, and then she started to sit in the back.


"not at all, I want to know Zara further. Can you ?"


Hafiz gently expressed his true intentions.


"well, you'll be late."


Zara switched the conversation, she did not want to give hope to Hafiz whom she had just known.


Some days Zara works as a cashier at her papa pharmacy. Check the daily reports. If there are more people, they will serve.


The drug supply is delivered directly from the Kusuma drug factory.


When free, Zara idly looks at the photo gallery on her phone. Photos of Zara having fun in the dufan with Dee and Ditya.


"Zara kangen y'all . ."


He murmured, stroking the photo.


"take Zara, someone wants to see you."


The only employee who works on Sundays, tells someone to come.


"who ?"


Inner Zara, he walked towards the storefront. Cook Hafiz back, not that he has to go to college.


"Mara . ."


Say hello to the man standing like a customer who wants to buy medicine.


"mas Ditya ?"


Zara was astonished by his arrival.


"I'm so hungry, can you accompany me to a meal ?"


That was the first word that came out of Ditya's mouth. How not, he hurriedly flew from Jakarta just to meet Zara.


"wait a minute."


Zara said goodbye to her employees, promising not to be long. Because he will just stop by the nearest restaurant.


They walked along the road. Still no one dared to open their voice, until their feet stopped at a typical Javanese restaurant.


Without question, Zara ordered rib soup and white rice complete with warm tea.


My God, the menu was exactly what Ditya ordered when he arrived in Yogyakarta for his honeymoon with Zara.


"do you not like the food ? Let me order another one . ."


Zara was about to get up, but stopped when Ditya's hand prevented her.


"i like it, no need."


Although doubt Ditya directly eat the food. Zara just noticed, she must be very hungry.


After the meal, Zara had to go back to the pharmacy. Poor Asih guarding alone, how about a lot.


Right, when the pharmacy is crowded with buyers. Zara immediately helped, looking for a drug that fits the prescription.


Ditya helped, by finding some drugs in the storage cabinet.


"you're not tired, Zara ?


Gotta work like this, I want you to go home !"


The three were relaxing for a moment, drinking a thirst-busting iced tea.


"sorry, you're so far here and help."


Zara tried not to be provoked, instead discussing other topics.


"mama Atikah sure gave me the address ?


You have a job here, um ?"


Ditya shook his head quickly, then grabbed Zara's hand.


"i'm here, miss you. Hope you can pick it up."


The girl just lowered her head, not ashamed of Asih just nervous about facing Ditya.


"Where I've no purpose, maybe I. ."


"i'm your goal Zara, don't lie to yourself."


Zara got up from her seat, released her hand.


"Nav . .


I brought you lunch."


Surprisingly, Hafiz came to the pharmacy carrying 2 servings of meatballs that he bought. Ditya stood watching the man, who was he ? That was how quickly Zara forgot about him and got close to him.


"thank you, Hafiz, I'm hungry."


Zara accepts the crackle, letting Hafiz inside.


"let's introduce you, this is my new friend Hafiz. And this is Aditya Mahesa . ."


"prospective husband of Zara !"


Ditya interrupted, immediately making an affirmation. A moment of silence was created, Hafiz smiled faintly accepting Ditya's hand job.


"Hafiz, nice to meet Zara's candidate."


He felt guilty for Hafiz. If only they had met earlier before Zara knew Ditya, she might have wanted to be close to him.


On the other hand, Zara was a little happy when Ditya admitted her as the future mother of Dee.


"Zara, it looks like I came at an inopportune time. Excuse me first, have to set up shop."


There is no point in Hafiz lingering for long. There are even bumbling ones between them.


"again suwun mas, the meatball."


Only able to surrender, Zara released Hafiz's return.


"it seems like he likes you . ."


Ditya's whisper brought his face to Zara's ears.


"sadly I don't, ah why can't I like it. ."


Nosy, Zara accidentally teases Ditya. The man is still staring at him.


"why ?"


Ditya.


"my heart is for the others."


Zara's answer presents a stroke of Ditya's smile.


At work, Zara invited Ditya to meet the princess. They went home on a sunny afternoon. Unceasingly Ditya stared at the happy Zara down the streets of the city.


"Mara . ."


Call Ditya turn the girl's gaze towards her.


"Are you happy here ? Can you just go back ?!"


I'm happy because we're here, the more special the atmosphere is now. Ever since you showed up, my day has come back to mean something. Can time just stop?-


Ditya was still waiting for Zara to say something, for a long time he stared fixedly at her.


"Let's Dee ride this, it's perfect."


Zara answered ambiguously, what Ditya really meant was confused. Zara just smiled with satisfaction at Ditya's expression.


"mbah, this is Aditya mas. The man Zara told me about."


Full of respect, Ditya kissed the back of the Princess' hand. The Mbah stroked the head of Ditya who lowered his head.


"Ditya Mbah, I'm sorry if Ditya hurt Zara."


"Zara kedapur for a drink."


Since ART had already returned home, Zara gave time for them to get acquainted.


"hurt what, Zara never said that son. He said that you were the first man to fall in love. When you first met, Zara was fascinated when you held your son. He said you were handsome, handsome and dignified. Especially knowing that you are the father of his students. The disciple that Zara always wanted to love, as if Zara had a brother."


Is that how Ditya looked at Zara, he just smiled shyly.


"really mbah ?"


Enthusiastic Ditya wants to hear more.


"yes, he loves you for no reason. No matter your status, or your past. Zara wants to make you happy, son. But he also forgot, that he also needed that happiness."


Slowly, it began to appear on Ditya's face.


True, the relationship is not only beneficial to one party. Ditya should have thought about that.


But wait, she also started to like Zara when she couldn't help but kiss Zara's lips.


"zara's ears are hot, you must be gosipin again ?"


Zara comes with a tray containing tea, the original poci tea from a clay pot. Complete with sugar cubes as a sweetener, also fried bananas.


"wah, ,


It's been a long time since I've seen this."


Tempted once Ditya, his eyes until sparkling tasting a typical snack in the afternoon.


"eat a lot ! Before you go home."


Zara chuckled, seeing Ditya who impatiently wanted to eat the fried bananas that were still hot.


"Zara's coming home, right ?"


Ask the Princess to make sure, who was asked was only silent.


Early in the morning, Zara had taken Ditya to Adis airport. He still grunted in annoyance when Ditya was hard to wake up.


"don't be angry anymore, cook me go see you frown. It's not good for Zara."


Ditya pulled Zara's cheek with his hand, in order to make a wide smile.


"av . . It hurts me."


Grimacing in pain, Ditya's embrace instantly warmed his body that had been enduring the cold ever since.


"i'm waiting for you to come home, you remember the wild card ? I asked Zara, go home and I'll propose !"


A kiss landed on Zara, Ditya wanted the girl to believe with the intention of her heart.


"mas, kayaking in movie movies. The farewell at the airport was not good."


Zara drowned her head in Ditya's chest.


Unfortunately, the passenger call was heard. Ditya had to immediately boarding, he saw Zara sad to take it off.


"keep yourself well good !"


Said Ditya to Zara, he waved his hand.


Slowly Ditya's figure disappeared from Zara's sight.


Why it feels claustrophobic, having to get back away from it.


Is this how people get drunk ? This time Zara experienced this.