The Winged Angel

Chapters. 94

In a different place, Dion could not close his eyes even after midnight. Many times he changed his sleeping position but still the sleepiness never came. 

Dion grabs his phone, hoping for a reply to his message from Dea. But the message was still undeliverable, let alone read by Dea.

When the morning greeted, Dion immediately went to the boarding house Dea. He was really not calm if Dea was still angry with him. He didn't even care if he had class this morning.

As soon as he reached the boarding house of Dea, Dion was surprised by how many people gathered there. Dion approached a mother to ask what was going on.

" What's up here, Mom. How's rame,?" 

" Oh, somebody committed suicide on the second floor."

Degs.. Dion was surprised. Blood rustling. He was worried about Dea. Bad thoughts began to stir him. He hurriedly climbed the stairs, hoping that it was not Dea.

Dion breathed a sigh of relief, finding a police line attached to the room next to Dea's. He approached Dea's room, but the door was locked. Dion tried to knock on the door.

" Dea, it's me."

" Sorry, mas. His Dea is not there" The voice of someone behind his back. Dion turned.

" Last night, he went to the police station to be questioned. But after that Dea did not go home" explained a woman who was the occupant of another room in the boarding house.

" Oh, thank you, ma'am"

Dion returned down the stairs in a hurry. He was worried about Dea.  In between steps Dion again tried to contact Dea, but the same. The girl's mobile number is still inactive.

When Dion was about to go to the police station, Dea came with Dean at the same time. Dion paused his intention to get on the bike, he took off his helmet again.

Dea was also surprised, seeing Dion early in the morning already at his boarding house.

" Dea, are you okay, okay,?" Dion approached Dea.

Dea's mouth was locked tightly, she instead threw away her face as Dion stared at her.

"Did you sleep at the police station last night,?" ask Dion.

" No, he's sleeping in my apartment" Dean answered the question.

Dion turned to look at Dean. Instantly he was upset. Again - again the man. 

"I go in first, thank you for everything" Dea said goodbye to Dean, and the girl passed. Dea ignored Dion. 

As Dean was about to leave, Dion held the man's arm. 

"Don't look for opportunities. Don't affect Dea" said Dion ketus.

Dean smiled, taking Dion's hand away from his arm.

"I wasn't looking for a chance, but Dea called me last night." Dean patted Dion's shoulder gently. 

Dion could not say anything else, his hands clenched furiously. Not only did he feel guilty about Dea, Dion also regretted making Dea work at the insurance company. Because he accidentally meets Dea with Dean who is now a thorn in his relationship with Dea

Dea had just reached the second floor, her legs suddenly felt limp. Yesterday's events repeated in his mind. With a step dragged Dea tried to approach her room. Before entering his room, he turned his head and glanced at the Dance room which was installed by a police line.

Dea sat down on the side of her bed. Not long after, Dion came and went into his room.

" Dea, "call Dion.

Dion approached and sat down beside Dea. He looked at the girl who looked so messy and tangled.

" I'm sorry, please don't be like this. I know my actions were wrong, but aren't you going to apologize at all,?" Dion speaks softly.

" Go, I want to be alone,"

" But Dea.."

" Dion, please. I need time to think. My head almost broke thinking about all this. Everything comes at one time. I,_" Dea's throat was choked when her eyes began to pool.

"I'm sorry" said Dion, staring at Dea.

Dea closed her eyes, a single translucent feather escaped melting down her cheeks. Dion's heart was filled, he grabbed Dea's body by his embrace. But Dea refused to be hugged.

"Go away" Dea said, wiping away her tears.

Dion breathed a heavy sigh, rising from his seat.

Dion slowly moved, walking backwards towards the door until he finally turned around and left the Dea boarding room. 

As soon as Dion left, Dea rushed to close the door and fell down sitting slumped to the floor. He hugged his knee and buried his face on it. Dea started crying without a sound.

***

Days pass..

Dea began to rise again. Strengthen his footing, strengthen his heart. He will not grieve any longer, his life goes on. 

Early in the morning he had woken up to clean his room, bathe, breakfast and prepare to get out of his nest. He will return to find work. 

His phone rang, as he was pecking himself on the glass. Dean's name is on the phone screen. Since Dea last stayed at the man's apartment, Dean has never contacted her and not even texted her.

" Hello,!" Dea answered the call.

" Hey, how are you, man,?"

" Hem, fine. Very well," Dea replied carving a smile on her face.

"Are you busy,?"

Dea laughed a little.

" Yes, I'm busy unemployed" Dea replied.

On the other end of the phone Dean chuckled.

" I have good news for you" Dean said.

" What news is that,?" asked Dea while putting her bangs together.

" You know that bakery shop near the red light. Yesterday I bought a cake there, and it turns out that the store is in need of employees. Are you interested in working there,?"

Dea fell silent. It's not good news anymore, but it's very good. This is what he's been looking for all along.

" Dea," call Dean because there's no answer.

" Huh, yeah. How was that?" dea asked to make sure he didn't hear wrong. Dean explained back.

" All right, I'll be there right now,"

Dea disconnected the phone without greeting. Dea immediately went to where Dean meant, fearing others first.

Once there, it's true that the store is in need of employees. There's an announcement stuck in the glass of the entrance. 

With his chest pounding, Dea stepped into the store called Meylan Bakery.

Pucuk dikita ulam also arrived. As it was already destined Dea was accepted to work at the cake shop. Meylani, the Chinese woman who owns the cake shop, has no qualms about accepting Dea, especially when Dea tells her she loves baking.

" When can you start working,?" ask Meylani.

" Now I can , ma'am," Dea replied enthusiastically.

Meylani smiles. Seeing that Meylani's sparkling Eye of Dea could not resist, he nodded his head in agreement.

" You're so excited" Meylani said.

Dea blushed in shame. How not to be excited, already three days he locked himself in his room without doing anything.

The cake shop was quite large, consisting of a two-story shophouse. On the back is a kitchen for baking.

Meylan Bakery is quite popular, and already has several city branches. Dea is proud to work there. He was also well received by employees there.

Even though Dea has a job. But he was not happy at all, his heart was empty and empty.

He remembered Dion. Their relationship has not improved. Suddenly Dea missed Dion.

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