The Love Ship Ayana

Jealous

"You spend a lot of time scaring yourself. You suffer more for your imagination than for reality."

gwendoline Smith -

*****

Aya walked quickly away from Arga, she turned the other way, not towards her room. His heart was like being pierced by thousands of needles seeing the incident earlier. He did not want to see Arga's face at this moment. His heart was so angry, it could not accept that the man who had taken his whole life could easily be embraced by other women.

Or has everyone been deceiving him all this time?

They say Arga is the best man for him, the man who always takes care of himself, his honor and also his holiness. What did he see then?

Aya turned to the medicine warehouse, she knew quite well the officers there. Trying to hold back the rumble in her heart, Aya gave a smile as there Kinan greeted her.

"Hey..tumben's here, doc? Kirain had forgotten the way here." Kinan smiled crisply welcoming Aya who approached him.

"Not anywhere, it's just that yesterday there was family business so I took a sabbatical." Kilah Aya's.

The two of them walked into the medicine storage.

"Eh, I looked around. You continue to work!" Aya was trying to want to take the place and time for herself at this moment.

"Okay, doctor ma'am, Kinan lives well." Kinan immediately left because he had some things to do.

Aya headed for a corner in the room, there was a bit roomy and rarely visited by people because of its slightly hidden position. This place is one of Aya's favorites at the Hospital when her mood is not good. Actually he would rather be in the back garden of the Hospital at the moment, it was just that Arga would easily find him there.

Broken heart?

A liverache?

Of jealousy?

I don't know, all the hurt feelings mixed into one. His heart was torn apart, he was wounded by a feeling that he himself was unaware of his existence. His body drooped weakly shrouded in fiery heat.

His heart cried without tears, he cried without a sound. Holding a painful feeling that he had never felt this much.

Just now that he had entrusted his life to a man he called husband, he had just tried to open his heart to be filled by a single name, just now he had felt an almost perfect happiness, he had, but somehow it feels now turned into a tranquil that was devoured desolate.

Of love? Did he fall in love with Arga?

If it is, why does it feel like it could be this sick???

Aya slid her face over her knees. Both hands he wrapped around each other hooked on the nape of his neck. He cried for a long time in silence.

Aya raised her face, shrinking her tears with the tip of her hijab. He tried to strengthen his heart, making it stronger than the rocks in the sea.

All right, time to forget and not think about Arga anymore.

But all that is just a conscience that is not in line with his mind.

The harder he tried not to think about Arga, the harder it was for him to stop thinking about it.

*****

Arga surrounded every corner of the Hospital, but he could find no trace of it at all. He had also asked Alya for help to find him, but Alya instead asked him to go home after hearing Arga's explanation.

"Just go home, give Aya some time!" Alya was annoyed to find out the stupidity of his cousin's sister.

"Can't Al, Aya just misunderstand." Arga was very frustrated thinking about Aya's current state.

"Not that, Al! Mas was just surprised, did not expect that Imel would be as aggressive. Mas was too busy with shock because I forgot that there was Aya there." Arga squeezed his head and grabbed his hair.

"Just help me find him!"

"Yes, but go home first. He won't show up as long as you're still here." Alya knows the character of Aya. When he has a problem, silence is the cure. So he asked Arga to come home.

"Well, I'm home. But if you meet him, please tell me. I just want to make sure he's okay."

"Just be calm, Aya is a strong woman! He just needs time to feel his feelings. I should be happy now, seeing his response like this, it means he's jealous. And that jealousy is a sign?" Alya said waiting for Arga to continue his sentence.

"Love." Arga continued with a slightly weak voice.

Instantly Arga got up with a happy radiant face. He wanted to scream so happy.

"Thanks sweet adek, titip Aya well. I'm going home now!" Without waiting for Alya's response, Arga immediately passed from there. Right now Arga was thinking of something to make Aya forgive him.

Arga headed to the parking lot where he marked his car while driving Aya earlier, he rushed home, not to his parents' house, but to Aya's apartment.

Arga was sure that Aya would not return home in the injured mood condition that she was in at the moment. Aya must have gone home to her apartment, where else to go.

Arriving at the apartment, there was already Bara and Fira who welcomed him. Arga asks the two of them to come see him at Aya's apartment. Besides because Fira knows the password of Aya's unit, she also wants to ask for help they both prepare a surprise for Aya.

When they entered Aya's unit, Arga invited them to sit on the sofa to discuss some things.

"Fir, what surprise do you think is appropriate for a woman who's craving jealousy?" Arga asked shamelessly telling the matter to the two of them.

Fira was slightly dumbfounded, "wow... Aya jealous.had fallen in love with this the boss." Fira smiled to herself imagining Aya who was as cute as Mr. Arga.

"Woi, asked, why even smile for yourself?" Bara sneers at Fira's behavior.

"Oh.. ma.sorry sir! That's.. I don't know either, because I've never been jealous." Said Fira with her innocent face.

Arga and Bara hit his own eel, it seems Arga took the reference source wrong.

"For example, you and Bara are married, and then there is a girl who suddenly comes hugging Bara, what are you going to do?" Tanya Arga gave an analogy that she thought reached the plain brain of Fira.

"Well, no mercy sir, I will break his bones into 1,000 pieces if dare to hug each other. After that I threw it in the tiger's cage." Fira's statement made Bara horrified. He loosened his tie, feeling slightly choked making it difficult to swallow his saliva.

No different from Arga, he was horrified to imagine Aya would be that angry at him.

"If Bara wants to apologize to you, what should Bara do so you don't get angry anymore?" Tanya Arga again continued her analogy.

Fira thought for a moment, "if I really bought enough expensive limited edition bags the latest output anyway, sir." A sofa cushion floated into Fira's lap from Bara's hand.

"That's you, Miss Aya where would you like something like that?" Sela Bara is upset with Fira.

"Kan Pak Arga is the same as me sir. What else is a dirty father? Mr. Arga is just wondering."

"Yes, I was wondering again. But Aya was angry with me it was not a dream. So you two should have helped me because you two were stalkers long ago." Sindir Arga stared intently at Fira and Bara in turn.

"If until Aya is not impressed and I fail to get her apology, both of you'll pay me 50%!"

"Don't dong sir, Fira help, just calm down." Fira tried to calm down the boss who seemed to have gone mad because his wife was jealous of him.

Bara just a head-scarf. Is this drag-and-drop a love and love affair???

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