The Mafia's Prison of Love

Part 62's

Zian wept in the narrow and stuffy room, the man continued to mutter Naya's name in his tears, condemning his own actions for wasting Naya all this time, the girl who loved him unconditionally.

Taking the phone out of his pants pocket, Zian looked for Naya's contact number there. However, after searching, Zian did not find it. The man had just mengingt-had blocked the wife's phone number on his phone so that the girl could not contact him. Zian opened the privacy settings on his phone and found the only number in the blocked list.

The man immediately dialed the number after unblocking it, but after numerous attempts, the call was not connected. Zian closed his eyes violently, followed by his falling tears drenching his cheeks.

"Stupid you're Zian!" he swore to himself. He stared at every corner of the room, the room he thought was not worth occupying, even Zian made Naya sleep on a folded mattress that was already shabby. And though Zian gave her an unworthy life, Naya never once complained about what Zian did to her.

A deep sense of regret gnawed at his soul, his cries were bitter. But everything is too late. Naya has gone with all the wounds Zian has inflicted. Now that Zian was drowning in his guilt, he had lost the most precious person in his life.

"Where should I look for you, Naya.." murmured Zian.

For several hours, Zian, who was still shackled by his regret, had not yet left Naya's room. He then grabbed his phone and called Anita.

"Anita, where are you?" ask Zian as soon as the call is connected.

"I'm still at headquarters, why?"

"I need your help..."

"What help?"

"Naya get out of the house, I need you to get as many people as you can to look for her."

"What's? Naya left the house?" Anita sounded so surprised, "Alright, we meet at the office, I will also ask Dimas here," said Anita.

"All right.." - timpal Zian.

After deciding on his call, Zian immediately moved to the headquarters of Kia Group. Along the way, the man continues to set his sights on the side of the road, hoping to find Naya there.

*****

That night, in a hospital...

Dimas looked at the pale and thin face of a girl who was lying weakly with pity. Dimas unceasingly cussed the stupidity of Zian who wasted his own wife.

Slowly, Naya opened her puffy eyes, the girl tried to collect her consciousness, then rolled her eyeballs right and left. He then realized he was in the hospital.

"You are conscious." said Dimas who was sitting on the side of Naya's bed.

"Why am I here?" Naya massaged her temple which felt throbbing. He was trying to remember what happened before.

"You fainted... So I'm taking you to the hospital."

Naya immediately remembered Zian, the girl trying to get up from her lying position, but Dimas held her back. "You didn't tell him I was here, did you?" tanya Naya heard a trembling voice.

"Why indeed?"

"I beg you, Dimas... Don't tell him that I'm here, I don't want to burden him" Naya said with her face paled. Didn't want Zian to know his increasingly apprehensive condition.

"Well, I'll keep it a secret from him, but you have to be honest with me. What happened to you. I'm sure you're not okay. What are you covering up for everyone?"

Finally, Naya resigned and told Dimas what he had been covering up from everyone, including the shooting that happened to him five years ago. Dimas felt more and more compassion for the girl. It felt like punishing Zian for his foolishness that was unaware of Naya's circumstances, even though they were at home.

"Why are you keeping it all from him?" dimas asked after Naya told him her secret.

With teary eyes, Naya recalled all the sentences that had been thrown from her husband's mouth, which forbade her from getting sick because she did not want to be bothered if Naya got sick.

"You know, my Zian is just an ordinary man. He won't be able to afford my treatment. I'll just be his burden. He told me he'd throw me out of his house if I dared get sick. I just want to live my last days with him. I was wrong, I was selfish."

Poor girl, she really thought her husband was just a poor man. If you knew Naya, your husband was a very rich man. But if you knew your husband was the owner of the Kia Group, you'd be hurt even more. He even put up a search ad for a piano player girl to make a wife, even though he already has you as his wife. Dimas.

Considering all that makes Dimas' blood boil. He really wanted to beat up his boss.

Naya wiped away her tears that slid without permission, as if her eyelids had springs that could not dry out. Crying until a hiccup. "All the bad things that happened to her were because of my presence. He lost the girl he loved because of me, and now that he married me he has to deal with dangerous people like Marvin, so he has to lose his job. I feel like I'm the worst person in the world. I'm the guilty one, not my Zian."

I really misjudged you, Naya... I used to think you were just a rich girl who liked to be mean and annoying. But today I'm like seeing an angel inside you.

"So now, what are you going to do? You're gonna walk out of his life for good?" tanya Dimas followed a slow nod by Naya.

Get the fuck out of here! I don't want to see your face anymore. You know, I really hate that innocent-ass face of yours. I'm tired of you! You're the girl I hate the most in the world!" The words that Zian had said while drunk flashed back in his mind, crushing the girl's heart. All of her determination had collapsed just by hearing the words that came out of her husband's mouth.

"I don't deserve to be by his side."

Dimas then grabbed the girl's hand and held it, "You calm down, I'll help you."

"Thank you, Dimas. But I don't want to trouble anyone else anymore."

"Don't talk like that. Let's just say I'm your brother. You don't mind, do you?" said Dimas with teary eyes. Naya looked at Dimas with tears in her eyes. Feeling lucky in his heavy life, there were many people who still cared about him.

Doctor Fahri, Doctor Elma, Evan, Rafli and now he's got Dimas who he can consider an older brother. Dimas then helped Naya get up from her lying position, then leaned on her shoulder.

"You just calm down. You have me now."

"Thank you..." Naya wipes away her tears, only to realize Dimas's appearance is now greatly changed with his suit. Researching from toe to head, "Where do you work now? You're so different from looking like that."

"Em. I work as a supervisor on a development project. After the boss' workshop closes, I get the offer."

"Good."

Not long after, Dimas' phone rang. He then pulled the phone out of his suit pocket, Anita's name was on the phone screen.

"I'm out for a second, yeah... I have an important phone" he said, then walked out of the room to answer the call.

"Where are you? Hurry to the headquarters!" anita's orders are behind the phone.

"Good, fine... Patience!" Dimas grunted in annoyance.

After receiving the call, Dimas reentered the room where Naya was.

"Naya, I have to go first. You wait here, I'll be right back. If you need anything, just call me." said Dimas followed by a nod by Naya. Immediately, the man walked out of the room.

Naya was lying there alone with her weak body. His mind kept on turning to Zian.

Goodbye Zianku, now I will wait patiently for the hand of God to take me away and release me from all this pain.

***

Almost an hour away, Zian arrived at the Kia Group headquarters along with Dimas who had just arrived. Anita was waiting for them in the lobby. And, looking at Zian, Dimas' blood was boiling, Closer to Zian and without warning, raising his fist at his boss several times.

"What kind of husband are you? Your wife is dying and you keep torturing her! I make sure you won't find him again" cried Dimas as he continued to shower Zian with his fist. Anita rolled her eyes in disbelief at what she saw. For the first time the woman was silent to see someone dare to do that to a Zildjian Azkara.

Dimas pulled the collar of Zian's shirt, "You want to find Naya? Wh why? You just realized all your mistakes? Look, even to death you won't find it!" Dimas again rained down on Zian with his punches.

Some security officers who saw the incident immediately broke up and held Dimas who was in control of emotions. While Zian who had fallen down only wiped the blood coming out from the corner of his lips. Hearing Dimas' words earlier made him sure that Dimas knew where Naya was.

"Take him off!" zian's orders to some of the security guards then immediately stood up.

"But, sir.." said one of the men.

"You didn't hear me, I said let her go!" zian's snapping made the few men immediately remove the clutches of his hands from Dimas' body.

After that, Dimas again smashed his fist with emotion. Zian did not reply at all to anything his subordinates did to him. Until Dimas was satisfied to beat Zian whose face had been bruised.

"You're satisfied to beat me? Do again!"

"Basic fool!" dimas yelled at his boss.

"Please tell me where Naya is. You must know where he is" said Zian to make Dimas grieve.

"You'll never find him. Didn't you throw him out? You're the one who wants him out of your life, right? You used to say that you were waiting for the moment where he was gone forever. Nowisthetime. You should be happy, right? Because Naya finally gave up and walked out of your life!" dimas' words that hit the heart made Zian drop his tears.

Dimas' anger at Zian's actions towards Naya makes him lose his respect for the Boss. Dimas was about to step off his legs leaving Zian, but Zian immediately knelt down to touch his feet. Something Zian never did in his entire life.

"I beg you, Dimas! Tell me where my wife is..."

"Wife? Did I hear wrong? Haven't you ever considered her your wife?" dimas said sharply.

"Let me make amends to Naya. Please tell me where he is!" pinta Zian with a face.

Anita who saw the scene, just kept quiet. In the past, if someone dared to touch Zian just a little, the woman would immediately pull out her gun and shoot the person. However, now Zian was beaten before his eyes, yet he was only silent a thousand languages.

Dimas closed his eyes violently, restraining his emotions. "Naya is dying. I found him on the street with his suitcase. He passed out and I took him to the hospital."

Zian cried again for his poor wife. Still able to remember clearly while drunk, half-consciously she scolded Naya and chased her away with harsh words.

"Tell me which hospital you took my wife to!"

Dimas adjusted his gasped breath from exhaustion beating Zian, he still clenched his hands holding back his emotions that seemed to penetrate the seventh heaven.

I'm sorry, Naya... I will break my promise to you. You deserve to be happy in your last days. And your happiness is with your Zian.

****

In a hasty move, Zian passed through the hospital hallway with Dimas and Anita, to the room where Naya was. Zian who was filled with regret wanted to immediately hug the girl who had been so thirsty for affection.

Send Zian in front of a room where Naya is being treated.

"He's inside. You come in." said Dimas.

With a step full of doubts and question marks, whether Naya will be willing to forgive him his mistake, Zian approached towards the door. His hands trembled holding the doorknob of the room - heaving his heavy sigh, gathering his courage to beg forgiveness for the wife he had been hurting for a year.

And, when he opened the door, Zian stared at the doorway.

***

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