The Way Love's
XII

Some of the maids looked busy with the task given by Mrs Ken. Today, Mrs Ken will inaugurate a new branch of the company as well as Arda and Sya's relationship. There will be a lot of guests coming.

Since morning, I have not seen anyone I know. Arda and Mrs Ken went somewhere. While Jovi brings Mila and Sima looking for clothes that are suitable for the event.

I don't know what to do there. In fact, just want to help the servants do not pester him.

"My fate is very sad" said Shayt.

He felt he didn't need that way. He decided to take a novel to the park. He'll read the novel there. At least he won't bother anyone.

Brakes. He hit a woman who had just entered from the main door.

"Sorry" said Sya.

The woman smiled, "It's okay. I don't see you here" he said.

Sya nodded. Then he walked back to the park. This time I saw the woman. Looking beautiful and elegant, it seemed like she was not an indiscriminate woman. But who is he?

***

Nearly two hours in the park. He even had a chance to arrange flowers there. Although finally, the flower arrangement he just threw away. She felt like that flower, made with heart yet useless.

I saw the beautiful woman approaching and took the flower arrangement.

"Why did you throw it away? it's so beautiful and beautiful" said the woman.

She smiled wryly, "You can have it if you want."

"thank you. I'll wear it tonight."

Sya nodded. Then the woman reached out to him. I accept it openly.

"Crazy. That's my name, your name?"

"Syahila. Just call me Yes."

"You must be Arda's wife."

He could only nod his head.

Bruummm, bruummm. His attention was distracted by the sound of the roar of the approaching car. She knew it must be Arda and Mrs Ken.

My move left Aila in place. She did not even say anything to Aila before leaving.

"You're home yet?" ask Sya.

Madam Ken went down with a lot of stuff in hand. He immediately took over everything.

Tuk tuk tuk. Aila came and ran towards Madame Ken and Arda. He hugged Madam Ken tightly. Then, Aila turned to Arda. He did the same thing.

His head bowed languidly. She does not love Arda. It's just, if you see her husband being hugged by another woman makes Sya's heart hurt.

"Why are you still here?" ask Mrs Ken, "Bring it all in."

"Good, Ma."

It was heavy to carry all the stuff itself. Arriving inside the house some servants approached and helped Sya with all her belongings.

"Thank you" Sya said to the servants who helped her.

"You know, I miss you so much. It's been a while since I've been able to come back here" Aila said with a smile.

He can only see that.

Arda's hands tightly hugged Aila's waist. He even smiled at Aila. Envy, I feel so envious. Until now, Arda had never smiled sincerely at Sya. What else to touch it with affection.

"Rest. I'll take you to the room" Arda told Aila.

They went into a hallway. She felt unable to endure the pain in her heart. He ran into the room.

I sat on the edge of the bed. Eyes glazed. He felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Tests. A bulir of tears fell on Sya's cheek. Somehow those tears came out. She felt her heart was wrong.

"Why are you crying?"

Bummer. She immediately wiped her tears and saw that Arda was already inside the room. I don't even know when Arda will be there.

"You're home yet? do I need to get some bath water?"

Arda's closing in, "No need. I'll do it myself."

Sya nodded.

Brucks. An Arda grocery bag tossed onto the bed. Then he said, "You wear that shirt at the party."

"All right."

Tok to tok.

"Let me open it" said Sya.

He got up from his seat and rushed to open the door. A wide smile was instantly given by Aila. He entered without permission into Sya and Arda's room.

Arda immediately smiled widely and welcomed Aila's arrival warmly.

"Why are you here?" ask Arda.

"I want to prepare a bath for you. You like the smell of lavender water, right? I'll make it now."

It was obvious that Aila knew all about Arda. Even the corner of Arda's room, Aila memorized. He's still standing at the door. He doesn't dwell on what he sees.

"Why are you sad? are you getting jealous and loving me?" ask Arda who saw the look on Sya's face.

She shook her head, "I don't love you. Why am I sad."

"Good."

His hand grabbed a book and sat down on a chair close to the window. He tried to focus on the book he had in his hand. Even though his heart kept wanting to look towards Arda.

"Wow, whose clothes are these? what's Sya's shirt? it's so pretty" said Aila and immediately picked up the clothes that were on the bed.

This time Sya put down her book and immediately took the shirt from Aila's hand. I looked at Arda.

"Arda bought it for me" said Sya.

Aila smiled, "Padah. I really want that shirt." Aila said softly, but she could still hear Arda and Sya.

Arda approached and took over the shirt, "You just put this shirt on. I'll buy another dress for Sya."

Arda gave me the shirt. With the spirit of Aila accepted it. Again she felt hurt by what Arda did. Obviously, Arda really doesn't want it.

Aila had already left the room, but a sad face still emanated from Sya. Arda smiled little looking at that. He felt he deserved it.

"You feel hurt?" ask Arda, "you should be aware after this. Mila will feel the same way if you get close to Jovi."

His body trembled. What Arda said was true, Mila would also definitely feel extremely hurt. Now, I must completely forget about Jovi. She also had to learn to love her husband. Even though love is unrequited.

Arda's hand grabbed Sya's body. Their eyes meet. One was emitting wounds, another was feeling happy.

"Don't expect me to love you. Because you don't deserve love. You're just the usurper I imprisoned in my grasp."

After saying that. Arda pushed her body down. Then he went into the bathroom. Where Aila prepared a bath for him.

"Do I really not deserve love" said Sya, "just because I didn't knowingly love a married man."

This time, she did not hold back her tears. He's really sweet. He wants to express his feelings. He didn't want to hide that pain.

***