Sharing Love: I Was Betrayed
10. Caught
Today Cahya returned to work after a few days of taking time off. That means Cahya has a chance to meet Zoya. After a few weeks of not meeting makes Cahya miss Zoya.
While Agnia is still preoccupied with homework and caring for her baby.
"Let mother bathe Rehan son, see your husband there maybe he needs you" said Ms. Hana.
"Well ma'am, then Agi to the room first yes," said Agnia.
"Yes, son" replied Ms. Hana.
"Mas, are you ready?" agnia asked as she entered the room.
"Already, just wear a tie," replied Cahya.
"Here let me put on the mas," Agnia offered herself and directly attached the tie to Cahya.
Cahya who was standing before Agnia continued to look at his wife's face.
" I'm sorry Agnia," muttered Cahya.
"Mass? Wh why? Is it early morning?" asked Agnia who linked her two halis and waved her hand.
"No-no, I'm not okay. It's all right, huh?" answer Cahya and ask back.
"Already from earlier. You keep daydreaming" said Agnia.
"Yes, we're leaving." said Cahya.
"Don't have breakfast?" ask Agnia.
"Later in the office" replied Cahya who immediately passed out.
"What happened to Cahya? Why didn't he kiss my forehead? Has he forgotten?" agnia's inner murmur was wondering in his heart.
"What's up, son?" asked Bu Hana who rubbed Agnia's shoulder.
"Eh mother, Agnia was shocked. Rehan where's mom?" ask Agnia who switched the conversation.
"Had been bathed Rehan went straight to sleep" replied Ms. Hana.
"Oiya you haven't answered my mother's question, why are you daydreaming so early in the morning?" ask Ms. Hana again.
"Thong ma'am, Agi is not daydreaming" said Agnia.
"You're a mother's child, so I know you must be thinking about something" said Ms. Hana.
"Actually, Agi felt there was something strange about Cahya mas lately ma'am," said Agnia.
"Well why strange?" asked Bu Hana who linked the two halis.
"Oh ma'am, maybe it's just Agi's feelings" Agnia replied.
"Maybe your husband is having problems at the office, try to ask, sometimes men are like that if they are having problems" explained Ms. Hana.
"Yes ma'am, Agi will ask."
After telling Bu Hana, Agnia's heart was a little relieved. Now there were no more thoughts bothering him for these few days.
Upon arrival at the office, Cahya rushed into her study. On the table are the files that have been piled up during his leave. To that end, Cahya immediately started her work. Not felt because it was too busy working, now the afternoon began to approach and Cahya must go home soon.
But that makes Cahya confused, where will he go home. It had been a few days Cahya had always accompanied Agnia. Now Cahya misses Zoya a lot. And Cahya can't wait to see Zoya soon. His first love to this day. On the way home Cahya thought of bringing something to Zoya.
On her way, Cahya sees a flower shop and thinks she will bring flowers as her apology to Zoya.
"I know what will make you happy Zoya" muttered Cahya's mind and revealed her best smile.
In addition to love flowers, Zoya is also very fond of chocolate. After finishing buying a bouquet of red roses, Cahya stopped by a mini market to buy some cadbury chocolates. It was not long before Cahya finally arrived home.
Ting. keg..
"Zoya where are you? Long time open the door!" Cahya.
"This is my home too, when I forget," seduced Cahya while plucking Zoya's chin.
"There has been no news for a few days now" said Zoya.
Although in a state of annoyance, but Zoya can never be angry at Cahya because Zoya loves Cahya very much.
"Here I bring something for you," Cahya offered a bouquet of flowers and chocolates to Agnia.
"Thank you" said Zoya who immediately embraced Cahya. Zoya suddenly sees flowers and chocolates.
"Dear together, get ready for dinner outside!" bring Cahya.
"Really? Fun, yes I changed clothes first yes," replied Zoya enthusiastically.
While waiting for Zoya to change clothes, Cahya gave news to Agnia if she was going to come home late because of a meeting.
While elsewhere Agnia was getting ready because her father was inviting her to eat at a restaurant. Don't forget that Ms. Hana was involved. Waiting at home with the baby sitter.
"Where are we going to eat?" ask Agnia on the way.
"We're going to eat at a restaurant that's again a hit this time. You must love that place" replied Mr. Adi.
They immediately rushed away. An hour later, they arrived at their intended place. A very luxurious and romantic restaurant. There are so many visitors.
This place is visited by many couples. As far as the eye can see Agnia is presented with very unique lamp decorations. Pak Adi was looking for a suitable place for the three of them.
One waitress came and gave them a menu book. Agnia started looking for a row of what food menu she would choose. Agnia chose so much food, as did Bu Sinta.
It was as if they were in the food heaven. After a few minutes of waiting, the food they ordered finally came. It did not take long, finally all the food served has been eaten.
"Alhamdulillah, very good. We eat here sometime!" bring Agnia.
"Ok ready," Mr. Adi gave his thumbs up as a sign of agreement.
"It's over, let's go home?" bring Mr. Adi.
"Before a while, Agi wants to go to the toilet first," said Agnia.
Agnia immediately rushed to the bathroom to urinate and tidy up her makeup. Shortly after Agnia came out of the bathroom, Agnia noticed how crowded the visitors were in this place.
When Agnia was about to step up, suddenly Agnia saw Cahya who was sitting with another woman.
"Mas Cahya? Is he meeting here?" agnia's inner mumble.
Agnia immediately approached the table where Cahya was.
"Mas Cahya?" greet Agnia suddenly from behind.
"Agnia's? What are you doing here?" ask Cahya who is nervous.
"I was invited to eat here" replied Agnia.
"Who is this woman?" ask Zoya.
"This. this.." replied Cahya.
"I am his wife, Cahya" replied Agnia.
"What's? I'm also his wife Cahya." Zoya choked.
"Mas please explain?" agnia asked started to feel sad.
"We're talking about all this at home? I'll explain everything" replied Cahya.
"Whose house?" tanya Agnia and Zoya compact.
Cahya was even more confused about what to explain to the two of them. Where does Cahya start.
