Talented Girl

Basketball Court

After spending the weekend with Dena, it is time for Zyva to return to her usual activities. This morning he went to school earlier than usual. Zyva's goal was none other than to check out the Sports Building that would be used for inter-school basketball games today.

Apparently when he arrived at school, Zyva was the first to come because there was already one person who was playing basketball on the court. Zyva who had been wearing sports clothes immediately approached the man who was playing basketball.

"Match to be held today. It should have been clean and the basketball court was not used to practice anymore even with Gelora International students." Zyva said.

The man turned and dribbled his ball towards Zyva. "What if I'm not a student of Miss Zyva International?" ask the man.

"Teachers from any school are also forbidden" Zyva replied coldly making the man before her even closer to Zyva.

"You don't fuck around!" threaten Zyva who is ready to throw his punch.

"Didn't you know me?" ask the man who was not afraid of the threat of Zyva and just keep approaching Zyva until Zyva walked backwards.

"No!" zyva replied firmly while pushing the body of the man before her. Zyva immediately turned around and ran to call the school security by shouting.

"Satpaaam sir!" yelled Zyva and Pak Satpam also ran to meet Zyva.

"Yes Miss Zyva" said Mr. Satpam.

"Clean the Sports Building and there should not be a single person there before the game starts!" zyva's orders.

"Including.." the security guard had not yet finished forwarding his sentence, Zyva had already cut him off immediately.

"Whoever it is" said Zyva who then passed from Pak Satpam and headed to his room.

After the incident this morning, Zyva no longer met the man who played basketball on the court. Even when he opened the basketball game event did not see the coach or basketball player who played on the court this morning.

Now Zyva is back in his room after watching a round of matches to slick work on his dissertation assignment. While in the middle of doing his job, Dena also knocked on Zyva's office door and went inside.

"For Miss Zyva, how was the opening ceremony?" ask Dena while bringing something for Zyva.

"As usual, there's nothing special" Zyva replied without taking her eyes off her macbook screen.

"really?" asked Dena in an incredulous tone.

"Ck, if you don't believe me already. You can see for yourself at the gym" Zyva said flatly.

"OKAY. Oh yea. This is a take-off from Mama. Breakfast for the favorite son-in-law." said Dena gave food to Zyva.

"There are many Miss Dena." Zyva replied with sparkling eyes. He immediately opened the food prepared by his mother-in-law and devoured it because it happened that his stomach was also very hungry.

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On the other hand, Devan, who had just finished performing the action on a convulsing patient, returned to his room while massaging his head. Yes, Devan had returned to Indonesia three weeks ago and was immediately preoccupied with some work in the hospital.

Point of View Devan Ivander's

I can't stand my longing, Zyva. These three weeks have been so torturing to me. I can look at you from afar, but I cannot reach you. You built such a high wall between us that I couldn't jump it.

I caused all this to happen. I shouldn't have rashly decided to leave you, just yet. I'm guilty of all this, but now I'm desperate to make amends for you, Zyva.

Last night I really couldn't close my eyes because I just wanted to see you. Even I was already on the basketball court before dawn broke only to meet you in exactly 8 years we parted ways.

Unfortunately you don't recognize your own husband at all. My heart is like a very sharp knife slicing at you that doesn't recognize me at all.

You're still as pretty as Zyva, even more beautiful now. But you are so cold and bitter toward all men, without exception even to your own husband. True report from Dena that is always reported to me every day.

You just focus on your career and education without thinking about me. I really wanted to hug and chase you earlier when you ran to call the security guard. Unfortunately the duty call called me because there was a convulsive patient I had to deal with.

Whatever your current circumstances, allow me to make amends for you, Zyva. I beg.

I closed my face with both hands. The shadow of Zyva always danced in front of my eyes and I couldn't catch it at all. This afternoon I will come back to see you and I will make sure you can no longer avoid meeting me.

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During the day, Zyva's office door was knocked just as Zyva closed her macbook. Zyva took her foot to open the door for her guests this time.

When the door opened, Zyva again saw the figure of the man who played basketball this morning. But at this time the men in front of Zyva no longer wear sports clothes, but wear shirts with a very neat.

"What was your purpose in coming here?" asked Zyva flatly without letting her go inside.

"If you come just to apologize, it's better to apologize to Mr. Security Guard and OB who had to clean up the basketball court because of your actions" said Zyva with a sharp tone.

"Yes, I have come to apologise to you for all my mistakes in these eight years. I really feel very guilty and sorry to have left you to make you not recognize me at all" Devan said making Zyva immediately drop the pen he held.

Slowly Zyva stepped back and Devan got a chance to get into Zyva's office and close the door.

Zyva continued to observe the man who was now in front of her. He really did not recognize the face in front of him.

"Devan." a word came out of Zyva's mouth and Devan nodded his head.

"Yes, I'm Devan, your little husband" Devan said. "Today has been exactly eight years Zyva. Let me express this longing to you."

Unfortunately Zyva immediately shook her head in disbelief. "Don't go near and stand there." Zyva.

"I'll call Dena" said Zyva, who then dialed Dena's phone number.