Old Love Mates
Invitation from Lydia

After a week, Zia's legs were better. He's not wearing a walker like he was a week ago.

"I've been able to walk without auxiliary equipment, so you don't have to take me to work anymore" Zia's eyes shone happy to find her legs recovering, and imagined how easy it would be to move forward as usual.

"I'll keep driving you" Arga replied cynically. There was a dislike tone when Zia asked him not to drive her.

"Why, I can already drive myself" Zia still insisted on going alone.

"I'm not asking, so there's no need for you to answer" he said firmly. "Come" he asked as he opened the apartment door.

"Never heard my opinion"

Arga drove his car to Zia's boutique first. The habit of delivering Zia, has become his new routine which he thinks is different. Along the way, Arga would hear Zia chattering and make herself so excited. Maybe because Zia told me so passionately, making it channeled to Arga.

"I'm cured, are we going to Bali?" zia asked glowingly, hoping that Arga would agree.

"I'll take a look at my schedule first, you know not that I've had a few days' clearance when you're sick"

Although Arga replaced his father, and became president in his father's company, did not make him want to leave the job.

"Alright" Zia looked a little disappointed with Arga's reply.

Arga who saw a disappointed face on Zia, understood that his wife wanted a vacation so much.

"I will try, do not put your face like that" Arga tried to make Zia not disappointed because he could not promise to go to Bali.

Zia tried to put a smile on her face. He didn't want Arga to feel compelled to impose his will.

Arriving at the boutique Zia immediately entered his room. Do some unfinished pictures.

Tok.dok..

"Zi, any guests want to see you?" Nia said as she entered Zia's room.

"Who?, It's not that I don't have an appointment today" Zia who felt she had no appointment today, was a little made to wonder who came.

"I" said someone standing at the door of Zia's room. The door of the room that has not been closed tightly, making it easier for people to enter.

"Tante Lydia" murmured Zia.

Zia was so shocked to see the woman who became his father's wife came to see him. Zia hadn't seen him for a long time. Since Zia decided to leave the house, Zia had never seen him again.

Nia who knew that the one who came was Zia's stepmother, was a little anxious to leave Zia. Nia knew very well, Zia's stepmother never liked Zia at all. But when Zia herself asked him out there wasn't much he could do.

"Please sit down" Zia told Lydia.

Lydia, who was allowed to sit down, sat down directly in front of Zia.

"Boutique is big enough apparently?" He said in a tone that Zia was either difficult to interpret, between praising or insinuating.

"I tried so hard to make it big enough" All this time without the help of his father he could make a big boutique like now.

"What are you here for?" ask Zia without making small talk. Zia knew very well that this woman in front of her, it would be impossible to come without a reason.

"I just came here to invite you to dinner this weekend"

Zia who got the dinner invitation just frowned. Zia deserves to be suspicious, because what Lydia did was always going to hurt her.

"Why do you mind?, I think your father will be happy, seeing his daughter coming to his house for dinner"

"All right"

Zia had no choice but to agree, whenever her father was an excuse, it was hard for Zia to refuse.

"Alright, if that's what I'm sorry about"

Zia who saw Lydia out of her room, a little relieved her, a sense of tightness in the past wounds always haunts her, and it makes her uncomfortable near Lydia.

For a moment Lydia came out and Nia entered Zia's room to see her friend's condition.

"Why is he here?" asked Nia who was suspicious of Lydia's arrival.

"He's coming to dinner at home"

"Are you coming?" Nia knew very well what Zia's life was like while living with Lydia.

"I'll come, I'll just come for my father's sake"

"Alright, but be careful with him"

"Yes"