SASHAS
FOUR EIGHT

We chatted, we're all happy at the moment. There is a warm feeling in my heart. Honestly until now Mama and Dad have not or Ica do not know if I have a relationship with the Son. I'm afraid Mama and Dad still hate the Son.

After the barbeque was over, we sat in the living room.

"Put, if you're serious. Why don't you get married" asked Mama Lili. I was surprised to hear his question. The son who realized that I was uncomfortable with this question immediately replied.

"Ntar deh Ma's. Let Sasha enjoy her working days first. Let him be satisfied, later if he is satisfied new son lamar. Isn't it Sya?" son asked for my approval, I just smiled.

I again feel guilty for the Son, why should I hurt good men like the Son and Dika? muttered.

"But yes, you can after marriage the son of a mash works" said Mama Lili.

"I'm sorry Ma, Sasha's not ready to get married. Not Sasha is not serious about the Son, but for now Sasha still enjoys this relationship with the Son" said I finally.

"Yes Ma, they're all grown up. Let those who set will be taken where their relationship is" said Papa Wijaya.

When it was over, my son and I decided to go back to the apartment. When my son and I reached the basement of the apartment, I was shocked by Dika's presence. I'm confused as to how this is going to be.

"Put, I don't blame him. I was also surprised that he came" I said unpleasantly.

"No papa Sya you meet him" said Putra with a smile.

My son and I got out of the car, looking at us in wonder. There are probably a lot of questions on his mind right now.

"Good night Mr. Dika." greet the friendly son.

"Good night, Mr. Son. It was a coincidence to meet here." said Dika no less friendly, but there was a tone of suspicion.

"Oh yes I happened to live here, long before Sasha became my secretary" said Putra told Dika not to be suspicious. I could only stay still without even saying a word.

"Well, is Mr. Dika willing to stop by my room? it looks like we have to get closer because we are going to run a big project together" said Putra.

"Other times Mr. Putra, this time I have a need with my girlfriend" Dika stressed, indicating ownership.

"Oh yeah in what room number?" ask the son to pretend he doesn't know. No matter what the situation is, they are like hiding the war behind his smile and friendly words.

"Next to you people, I do not know what room number" said Dika while pulling my hand to be beside him.

"Oh you guys are dating. Relax Mr. Dika does not need to be jealous, because I also have a boyfriend" said Putra, I had deg deg an I was afraid Putra dismantled our relationship in front of Dika.

"Oh yeah? means we can double date next time yes" bargained Dika. I can't let this mood keep happening.

"Dik, come. Sir, excuse me" I said to the Son without seeing his eyes. I also walked to my apartment.

Pov's son

Double dates? Hahaha how do we want to double date if our girlfriend is the same. Whether seeing Sasya with her current boyfriend makes me jealous, I'm not willing to have to share like this.

I also walked to my own room, looking at Sasha's room. I wanted to knock on that door and pull Sasha out.

"Aarrrgh! It's your choice of Put. So you can't be selfish" I cried myself.

Pov end's son

Dika and I were in the guest room. Whether I think about the current state of the Son, I know for sure that at this time he is heartbroken. I wanted to go to his room to see how he was right now.

"Yes, yes!" call Dika to wake up my daydream.

"Eh yes Dik. Why don't you tell me if you want to come here?" manya curious.

"Hmmm are you busy with your boss? I uda chat you, but you haven't read at all" said Dika a little emotion. I know he is jealous now too.

"This is Geh Sya, the sitting deck. Don't you miss me?" take Dika, and the question makes me confused how to. I feel like my current feelings are starting to fade to Dika.

"I haven't taken a shower Dik" I refused to reason.

"Yes not papa. I miss you Sya. Really kangen, this week I think you continue" said Dika explained. I don't know why I can't return her longing.

"Eh you're eating yet? What do I want to make?" my words diverted the conversation. I immediately got up to the kitchen, while I was choosing the ingredients in the refrigerator. Suddenly a hand was holding me. I feel uncomfortable, Rishif? You should have shaken. Is that your boyfriend? I muttered in my heart trying to wake myself up.

"Aren't you missing me?" ask Dika who still hugs me.

"Please Dik, I want to make a snack for you. I want to show off if I can cook now" I said and still did not reply to Dika's miss. While releasing her embrace, I felt like she felt my difference.

I also ignored and continued my activities to make snacks. Dika sat at the dining table while continuing to look at me.

Dika pov's

I saw something happen to Sasha during our LDRan. Sasha is like hiding something, her nature is different as before we were LDRan. Indeed when I contacted through chat his attitude was still Sasha who I know.

The proof is that when I say I miss him over and over again, he always changes topics. What is it with Sasha?

Right now I'm just staring at Sasha while sitting at the dining table. I kept watching his movements that didn't care about me here at all.

The dika pov End

"The tar! Uda so, cobain. But if it's not good you tell me I let it be produced" I said thrust martabak homemade eggs.

Tasting my martabak, with eyes still staring at me.

"Where are you?" ask again.

"Don't you know, who taught me how to cook?" dika asked, making me unable to answer. Because all this time the Son taught me how to cook. Because we didn't have many dates outside, so we spent time cooking together, watching movies together. Without feeling I smile remembering the moment with the Son.

"Loh in asked even a smile" said Dika realized me, I immediately misbehaved.

"E anu Dik's. Recipe book, youtube, that's it" I replied. Dika just nodded his head.

"Hmmm yes, you want to not stop from your office, and then become my secretary?" tanya Dika made me surprised, proved that the cookware that I was cleaning fell out of my hands.

"Aren't you Papa darling?" ask Dika worried.

"No papa, you are sitting down" I forbid Dika to come near. I thought about Dika's question of becoming her secretary, I should have agreed to it right away, right? But right now that request is the hardest request.

After finishing cleaning the equipment and the traces I cooked earlier, I also sat opposite Dika.

"Mmm, sir, about your request. I'm sorry I can't, I have a contract. I can't stop doing that" I replied saying the reason I don't know why I chose to stay by the Son's side.

"Yes, I beg you. I don't like seeing your boss, it seems like he has a similar taste of you" said Dika who surprised me, and provoked my emotions.

"You can't grow up a little. I work, so it's natural that if I'm good with him, he's good with me. I'm his secretary, he's my boss. Don't think strangely" I said emotion.

Just looking at me strangely, maybe this is the first time I've been this angry.

"Sorry Sya. I love you, I don't want you to be in the lyrics or taken by someone else" said Dika. I also realized, I should not be angry with him.

"You're possessive this way. Don't blame me for starting to feel uncomfortable with you." I said out of control, I didn't realize this.

"It's so different.." I haven't continued my words, I've realized what I've done.

"Who is different?" tanya Dika flat. He started getting serious this time.