
Hearing Zia's words, Arga immediately hugged Zia. "Thank you zi" said Arga. Arga who had resigned, that Zia could not accept it, was happy when Zia said she would accept it. Arga could only kiss Zia's cheek, and repeatedly thanked her.
Arga turned on Zia's lips, but Zia immediately turned her face back. Zia's memory goes back to the photo of Arga and Jesica. "Can you give me time for this" Zia said.
Zia did not accept Arga completely. But when Arga touched her, it felt like he was imagining how Arga touched Jesica.
Arga knows that maybe Zia still has a hard time accepting it. But Arga is sure, everything will be fine, as time goes by. "All right."
Zia was grateful that Arga appreciated his decision.
"It's night, we better get some sleep." Zia invited Arga to end the night.
Zia and Arga stepped towards the room. But long did Arga come to a standstill when he saw Zia grab the guest room door handle. "Are you going to sleep in the guest room again?"
"I'm.."
"I won't touch you if you won't." Arga knew what was on Zia's mind. Arga stared fixedly at the two eyeballs Zia tried to convince him
Looking at Arga's two eyeballs, it felt like Zia was confident that Arga would respect his decision. Zia followed behind Arga and entered his room.
After Zia and Arga cleaned themselves alternately. They lay themselves in bed. They sleep on the side of the bed, leaving a void in the middle of the bed.
His position Zia and Arga were turned back to each other, making them unable to look at each other's faces.
**
A cold chill poked into the bone, sending two people scrambling to pull the blanket in search of warmth. Arga blinked as the blanket covering her body was attracted by Zia, slowly shifting her body, so that the blanket Zia pulled could reach her. But unfortunately the blanket was wrapped around Zia's body.
Seeing that she couldn't pull the blanket Zia was wearing, Arga opened her eyes. It felt like he was eager to hug his wife, seeking warmth from her little body. But he remembered his promise, not to hug his wife.
Finally he decided to get up, and head for the kitchen. His throat was dry, he wanted to be soaked with a glass of water.
While in front of the refrigerator, Arga opened the refrigerator, and poured water in a bottle, on the glass he had taken. For a moment Arga's eyes looked at some of the groceries in the refrigerator. Instantly came the idea of cooking breakfast for Zia.
Arga started to take, some ingredients. He finally chose to make fried rice, for breakfast this morning. He who used to live alone abroad, making Arga already very good at cooking.
Zia blinked as the aroma of cooking, tickling her nose. Zia opened the blanket wrapped around her body, lowered her feet from the bed, and stepped towards the place where the scent was created.
As he entered the kitchen area, he saw Arga who was in front of the stove. Zia drew a smile on the tip of her lips, as she saw the man she loved was busy cooking. The taste is rare, when Arga wants to cook in the kitchen. He recalled, that Arga cooked when Zia was sick. And after that he didn't see Arga cooking anymore. He even gave advice to teach himself, rather than having him cook.
From a distance Zia watched with clinging Arga's body moving while cooking. I wanted Zia to hug him, but for some reason, it was still too heavy to do that.
"You are awake, '' said Arga as she turned her body.
Zia who was still silent was fascinated by Arga, snapped as Arga asked a question. "Yes.''
Arga put his cooking on the plate, and brought it to the dining table afterwards. "Let's eat.'' Arga pulls the chair at the dining table for Zia, and switches the chair pulling, to himself.
Zia stepped towards the dining table, and sat her body in the chair that Arga had prepared. "You cook?" Zia asked hesitantly.
"Didn't you just see me, replied Arga coldly.
In Zia's heart was pleased with Arga's cold demeanor, for her this was the real Arga. He will act cold, everyday, and turn romantic when alone with her.
"Why smile?''
Zia who drew a smile on the tip of her lips, when she thought of Arga, instantly displayed her flat face, as Arga asked. "No, who's smiling, you know.
"Fast eat, I'll take you to the boutique today.'' Arga put the fried rice in his mouth.
"Did Dave not pick me up?"
Arga who got Zia's question immediately choked, could-be Zia asked another man, when he had said that he would deliver it. "Do you want Dave to drive you?" Ask Arga sarcastically.
Zia who realized that Arga was insinuating him just smashed her lips.
Seeing Zia it felt like Arga was eager to immerse his lips, on Zia's lips. "It seems, he did test me, '' Arga muttered.
"What did you say?'' Zia who felt like she heard Arga muttering asked.
"No, finish your meal, and I'll drive you. Because this husband of yours will take his wife to the boutique.'' Arga put on a forced smile while enduring the turmoil in his heart.
Arga's forehead immediately furrowed deeply, upon hearing Zia's words. "Why go to the hospital?''
"Today's the last schedule dad checks up, '' explained Zia. "I also want to know the state of father, after the incident a few days ago, said Zia with a soft word.
Arga gasped at Zia's words, it was true that his father-in-law had heart disease, and the aftermath at his father-in-law's house must have been an influential moment. ''I'll take you to the hospital.'' Arga also wanted to know how her father-in-law was doing.
"Yesterday my father said Adrian would take him. So we can meet there.''
''There is also an ''Adrian?" Arga stared in shock when he heard Adrian's name mentioned.
"Yes.''
Arga just hissed annoyed at Zia's words. It felt like he could not let Zia meet Zia.
**
After Arga and Zia get ready. Arga drove his car to the hospital. Arriving at the hospital, Adhi's father has not seen him come. Arga and Zia were waiting in the waiting room.
While waiting for Arga and Zia to hear a voice calling Zia's name. And when they looked they both found a woman in a doctor's suit breathing Zia.
"Zia right?" Ask to make sure you get back.
"Doctor Elisa." Zia recalled that, the beautiful woman before her was the obstetrician who was together with David.
"Yes, I think you forgot." Elisha chuckled as Zia recognized herself.
"How could I forget a beautiful woman like you."
Elisha's cheeks instantly blushed, hearing Zia's words.
"Do you want to see Dr David?"
"Why did he meet David" said Arga ketus when he heard David's name called.
Zia, who wanted to answer Elisha's words, stopped when Arga answered Elisha's question. But Arga's scathing reply made her feel bad for Elisha. "Ar, "call Zia to stare intently at Arga. And as usual Arga did not care about Zia's reprimand.
"I'm sorry my husband is doctor Elisha." Zia who felt bad with Arga's attitude apologized to Elisha.
"Husband?" Elish rounded his eyes to hear Zia's words. "Are you married?"
"Yes, I'm married." Zia smiled sweetly at Elisha.
"I thought you were David's girlfriend." Elisha unconsciously passed the words to Zia.
Arga who was holding back his regret clenched his hand. I don't think she accepted it when someone said that Zia was David's girlfriend.
Zia realized that the words Elisha spoke would make Arga angry. Zia also linked the jemaringa to Arga's fingers, trying to calm down with a warm grasp of her hand. "I'm married, and this is my husband, the man I love the most," Zia said, addressing Arga in love.
Arga's emotions instantly subsided as Zia linked her fingers. Added to Zia's words accompanied by a loving gaze from Zia, made Arga melt instantly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that." Elisha realized his words offended Zia's husband.
"It's okay."
"Then I go first, because I have a schedule this morning." Elisha left Zia and Arga.
When Zia and Arga saw Elisha leaving. From the entrance, Adhi's father entered with Adrian.
Adhi's father, who saw Arga and Zia join hands, was very happy. He felt at ease seeing his daughter and daughter-in-law not fighting, due to the events at home the other day.
"Zi," call Adhi.
"Dad." Zia immediately took off her finger link and stepped over to her father. Zia immediately greeted her father and alternately Arga followed behind her.
"You guys have been a long time?"
"Not yet." Zia clung to her father's arm, and led her father to David's room.
Arga walks with Adrian. A sharp look was given to Adrian by Arga.