Love From Mas Duda
Exhausting Contract

Wafa released Bian's hand grip, then approached Jia Mee. "Miss, I really don't know if Mas Bian—meaning Young Master Huang Ji Xie has had a fiancee since childhood. If I had known, I would have never confirmed what he had said since then" said Wafa lirih.

"My presence here is solely to accompany his daughter. There's nothing else. You don't have to worry about her, she—she will still be yours, Miss,"

Wafa also apologizes to Bian for messing up his show. But again Bian is still insistent if he really needs Wafa. He also said that he did not matter at all because for him, Wafa was the most important thing. Bian's words touched Wafa.

"Thank you for your kindness so far. We are only together because of the previous contract, I have carried out my duties as you have asked, Mas Bian," said Wafa.

"Your daughter can talk as well as ever. My job is done. It would be good if we immediately terminate our contract. So that each of us can continue to live peacefully," continued Wafa

"Stop talking!" sentak Bian's.

Wafa knows what he's saying. The risks allow it to be great with Bian's anger being hard to quell.

"I'm sorry .." said Wafa softly, then left.

The girl left the venue, Jia Mee acknowledged Wafa's consciousness by clapping. An angry Bian slapped Jia Mee and asked Zaka Yang to disperse the event. Close meetings if there is news that will be published tomorrow in the media. While Bian is chasing Wafa.

"Where is he, why is he running so fast?"

"I won't forgive you if something happens to you, Wafa,"

"Where'd he go?"

Bian starts the engine of his car and starts looking for Wafa.

While Wafa, he was still walking with his sad face. Walking down the street, Wafa kept thinking about the direction that led to the apartment.

"Why does my heart hurt? Wouldn't it be nice if I ended that contract? It's a good opportunity, isn't it? Why is my heart so painful?" he murmured, clasping tightly to his chest.

"This too, is why her tears flow. Don't come out, I won't cry!"

The more held back, the more tears dripped onto her cheeks. His chest became increasingly tight and made it difficult to appreciate himself. Finally, Wafa chose to indulge his feelings. He sat in a long chair by the side of the road, then cried bitterly.

"It hurts, it hurts a lot. It was even more painful than seeing Ustadz Zamil get married back then,"

"Surely because I haven't been able to part with Grietta. That little girl has been defending me ever since. But I haven't been able to thank him and say goodbye to him,"

"Yes, that's why my heart hurts. I loved Grietta."

Wafa still convinced himself if his heart wound because he could not part with Grietta alone. He did not realize his feelings for Bian because he did not want to be too hopeful with the rich widower.

That night, Wafa made it to his own apartment. Either Bian thawed through nowhere, but they didn't meet each other on the street. While Inneke along with Zaka Yang returned home filled with worry.

"Hows it? Is Miss Wafa already in her room?" ask Zaka Yang so up to the apartment.

Inneke nodded. "Yes, he's in the room. Sleep very soundly, I think he was exhausted from walking a considerable distance" he replied.

"So I was worried about him. He left with the sadness of his heart and walked alone in the country of people he had never visited. I can't forgive myself if anything happens to her,"

"Abi and Mbak Sari will definitely not forgive me." Inneke said, he shed tears for failing to look after Wafa.

What a wish for Zaka who wipes Inneke's tears. But he could not do it because considering they were always arguing. Zaka Yang just gave a patient speech and immediately said goodbye.

***

Early in the morning, when Wafa had finished improving, he suddenly became dizzy with his head. At that time Inneke just out buying fragrant clothes and also to the salon for a while.

"Why am I so dizzy, huh?" he murmured, holding his head.

"Don't just because I woke up a little late and straightened out,"

"Shhhh, my head ...."

Unexpectedly, when he was not feeling well, Bian came to bring food for him. Bian knew the pin of the apartment, so he just walked in without hitting the bell or knocking on the door.

"That's ... Mr Bian, what are you here for?" wafa asked, his voice trembling because he was not feeling well.

"Hush, of course to meet Wafa, let alone?" Bian approached her.

Wafa slightly moved away, last night's incident made the atmosphere awkward for the girl.

"Why did you come to this department? Isn't this my place? So you can't just go in before I let you in" said Wafa.

Bian rolled his eyeballs. "Follow me!" instead of listening to what Wafa said, Bian pulled the woman's hand.

"Sir, why are you like this again? Can we talk without you touching me?" Wafa was a little annoyed, he would be even more resolute to Bian who suddenly always pulled his hand, even though he was still blocked by the fabric of his clothes.

"I want to take you to breakfast together. Look, I brought food for us to breakfast. Look, I don't want to hear rejection and any excuses from you," Bian fashion pushers.

Wafa only deals with the coercion done by Bian. "Sir, are you this—ah, I refuse your invitation. Thank you for being so kind to take me to breakfast together. But my mind is tired and I just want to be alone first!"

Bian was upset by the rejection. But again, with patience Bian gave understanding to Wafa, if he was tired enough with work in the office so only Wafa where he returned to calm down.

"Hmm, it's still morning. How come you just got home from work, Mr Bian?" Wafa is apparently not easily fooled.

"Well, if you're tired. Next time I won't just walk in. This morning we had breakfast here. This time, I don't accept rejection anymore!" bian resolutely.

Wafa with his rough breathing was already very friendly. He refused what Bian wanted because he wanted to rest that day. Yesterday night had made him very tired, just sleeping Wafa had to try, it was impossible for him early in the morning to be arguing with Jia Mee again because of Bian.

"Please, don't bother me now. Just for a minute, Mr. Bian. I need time to organize myself" Wafa begged. "There's nowhere comfortable but this apartment here, sir. Now that I'm so dizzy, my body is tired too."

Rejection cannot be coercion anymore. Bian also did not want to see Wafa getting depressed with his problem.