Thorny Love

*Chapter 19

The man wanted to record Zia's number using his phone, because he forgot that his phone was broken and he could no longer use it. After he saw the screen of the phone, he just remembered that he did not have a phone to record Zia's number.

"How can I record your number. This phone I can't use. Then in the man I have to hack your number?" ask the man confused.

"Oh yes. I also forgot that your phone is not good. How ya?" asked Zia along thinking what they should do.

"Oh, just gini. You take my business card. Coincidentally, I have a business card now," Zia said as she opened her wallet.

Ziana took out a business card from inside the wallet she had been holding. Then he held out the business card to the man. The man received the business card that Zia gave him. He looked at the card carefully.

"So, your name is Ziana Aprilia? You're also the leader of the Zaza Group company?" asked the man while narrowing his eyes slightly. He looked at Zia with a look of disbelief.

"Yes." Yeah." Zia answered briefly.

"Why? Is something wrong? Or is something stuck?" ask Zia again.

"Nothing there is." The man tried to show a smile on his lips.

"You know Zaza group company?" ask Zia curiously.

"No. You are right. How could I know about the companies. I am a driver. How do you know about the office business."

"Oh yes, I forgot to introduce my name to you mother Ziana. My name is Zein Ma .... "

'No. I can't possibly mention my full name to Zia. I'm sure, he would know who I really am if I mentioned my full name, ' Zein said inwardly.

"Zein Ma what? How do you hang your name?" ask Zia curiously.

"Oh sorry. My name is Zein Mardani. You can call me by a short name. That is, Zein."

"Oh, hello to Zein. You can also call me by a short name. Namely, Zia. Without having to add with the frills in front of him. Because I feel so very old that you call me by my mother's call."

"Oh, okay, Zia. Hello to you."

Ziana and Zein held hands together to shake hands. I don't know what attracted Zia to meet foreign men like Zein. During this time, he always kept his distance and also closed himself if there were other men who wanted to get acquainted with him. But with Zein, he really couldn't help himself.

Perhaps, the trigger of all this is none other than, the heartache that Rama inflicted on his heart.

So that he felt, he had to repay Rama's treatment with the same betrayal.

After getting acquainted with Zia, Zein was determined to meet his boss.In fact, that was just the excuse Zein made. He said not to meet the boss but to meet his old friend in this apartment.

Zein comes from abroad only to meet his best friend. A childhood friend he left in this city because his mom had a better job abroad.

After Zein left, Restu kept staring at Zia. He felt that Zia was changing a little now. Zia is more open to recognizing other men. Whereas, before, he was anti to get acquainted with foreign men.

"Sir, is mbak okay?" restu asked while looking at Zia.

"Bak sure?" tanya Restu can't believe it.

"Very sure."

"I know I lied, ma'am. Ma'am must be looking for a way to make a wounded heart not hurt, right?"

"Please mbak, do not do anything strange that can make mbak Zia more injured again later. I don't want Zia torturing herself like that."

"Restu, mbak has no other way. You just want to forget the pain by forgetting who you really are. This pain is so painful, Restu." Zia spoke while dropping a clear circle from her eye patch.

"Mother." Restu also felt concerned about the fate that Zia experienced. But honey, no matter how concerned he is, he still can't help too much. Because it's about the household, not about the job.

"It has. Forget what just happened. Now, I want to hear what you want to talk to mbak," said Zia as she wiped the tears that crossed her cheeks.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I want to tell mbak about Rama mas and his sir wife. According to reports from the spy I assigned to follow Mas Rama, now, Rama's mas brings Laila back to the madhouse."

"What! Mas Rama asked his sir's wife to stay at my house?" ask Zia not to believe it.

"Yes. Mas Rama asked his sir's wife to stay at the house of the mother."

"No. This is not true. Rama could not bring another woman into the house. Moreover, it's my home, not Rama's."

Zia looks shocked when she finds out Rama brought Laila back home. Unwilling, Rama takes another woman back to his house. Laila had already taken Rama from her, now, Laila also wanted to seize the residence she bought with her own sweat. No. gabe. Zia won't let that happen.

Zia moved from her place. He wants to go home soon. He will hit a partner who does not have the urals of shame to know themselves. However, his footsteps were stopped by Restu.

"Where are you going?" restu asked while holding Zia's hand.

"Bak wants to go home now, Res. Mbak will make calculations with Rama as well as the affair," said Zia in a high tone because of anger.

"Don't mbak. Ma'am can't come there now. You can't go home with emotion."

"Why not, Restu? Ma'am will make calculations with a pair of humans who are not ashamed of it."

"I know you're upset, you're angry and disappointed. But I have to think one thing. Rama will not be on the side now. He will definitely defend his wife because he feels very guilty about her wife. Ma'am will definitely be made even more hurt later, if mbak comes now."

Zia thought about what Restu said. His mind justifies the word Restu. The cunning woman will definitely take advantage of Zia's anger to make Rama pay more attention to her.

Slowly, Zia's tears fell back. He again felt helpless with the trials he was facing.

"Res, tell me what to do now? Mbak was confused," Zia said as she wiped away the tears and took a deep breath.

"So calm down, yeah. I know it's not easy for Zia. Now, it's best if Zia takes a break to calm her mind. Tomorrow, if I'm calm, I'm just going home."