The Way Love's

The Way Love's
XIX


Several times Sya stopped at the stairs because the pain in her stomach became more and more. Arda who felt sorry tried to offer help.


"Come on. I'm not gonna hurt you."


She looked up at his face, "No need. I can be alone" said Sya who directly preceded Arda.


Arda could only shake his head. He doesn't know what kind of woman she is. Sometimes he looks scared, on the other hand he is sometimes brave.


Brucks. She took off the suitcase in her hand and chose to sit down. This time he really could not stand the relapsing ulcer.


Seeing his wife getting pale. Arda stepped quickly and directly carried Sya. She could only stand still looking at her husband's face.


It looks like Arda is worried. In the room they went to. Arda carefully placed Sya's body on the bed.


"I want a doctor right now" Arda shouted on the phone.


His body is getting weaker. He could only grimace at this moment. That made Arda more worried.


Arda felt that something was wrong. It's not usually that he feels this way. He usually doesn't care what happens, but when he sees Sya is sick. Arda felt pain in his heart.


"Excuse me, does anyone need a doctor?"


Arda turned his head and saw a man in his white robe.


"Can't you go any faster. My wife is in pain" said Arda.


"I'll check on your wife's condition."


The doctor immediately began to examine her condition. There are no words to ask for help from Him. Only the face seemed to endure the pain.


Arda looked unsettled until the doctor approached and gave a prescription for Sya.


"Is this all my wife needs?" ask Arda.


"Yes. Keep your wife from eating anymore."


Arda nodded. He took the doctor outside the room. After that, he returned to the side of Sya who was lying down. This time, he looked calmer because he had already been injected.


"Why don't you tell me you're sick?" ask Arda.


She opened her eyes slowly, "What do you care about. I'm just your wife, not your love."


"Are you jealous?" ask Arda.


"No."


Arda smiled slightly at his wife's behavior.


"What is your attitude always like this to women. Attention when there are no other women?" He asked in a sharp tone.


"What do you mean?"


"Yes. At home, you've always been rude to me. As if I wasn't a proper woman. Now, here, you pay attention to me. Is it because there's no Aila?"


Arda brought his body closer to Sya. He tried to avoid. However, Arda held Sya's hand tightly.


"Are you jealous of Aila. She's just my friend, you're my wife."


For a moment Sya felt Arda had accepted her to be his wife. That made his heart feel happy.


"False wife" Arda said later.


Deg. This time, his eyes changed. Which originally exuded a sense of happiness, now the eyes were glazed.


"Do you think I've accepted you? you're still my fake wife. I told you in the car, I'm gonna get you out of this marriage. Just so you give a grandchild to Mama."


Plaque. She subconsciously slapped Arda very hard.


"You are a bastard" cried Sya.


Arda held the tip of his lips that were bleeding. It was obvious that Sya did that slap with all her might.


"Go from here. I don't want to see you" said Sya.


Arda came out of that room. He ordered another room for himself. It's a honeymoon, but not for Sya and Arda. The seed of love began to grow in their hearts. Still, they had no intention of growing it.


***


After feeling better, she decided to take a shower and change her clothes. There was nothing he would do but sit in that room.


"The moon that was not dreamed of" she wrote.


Tok to tok.


He looked towards the door. He didn't order room service or anything else. If it's Arda there's no way he'll knock on the door.


"Who?" she shouted without changing her sitting position.


"We're waiters at this hotel" a woman replied from behind the door.


She lazily opened the door. Some servants entered Sya's room. They bring a lot of food.


"Who ordered this? aren't you in the wrong room?" ask Sya.


A more senior-looking servant approached. He gave a note to me.


"Eat or you'll trouble me again."


I was upset reading that message.


"You can get out of here."


The waiter came out one by one from Sya's room. Not knowing who to complain to. She chose to call Eri, maybe she is not currently busy.


"Are you busy?" ask Him directly.


She chuckled, "Do you think me and him can unite?"


Sya told me everything. Arda's attitude and everything about him. Start Arda's attention until Arda's return to his true nature. Many things Sya said, until she did not realize that Arda was behind her.


"I guess he's already starting to love you. You have to hold on," said Eri.


"No. He doesn't love me, he just wants me to give him a grandchild. After that I can be free."


"What do you mean free?" ask Eri.


While Arda was still looking at Sya from behind.


"Yes. He'll probably divorce me and marry the woman. Aila, you know that," said Sya.


"Do you want your mother to be sad because you're divorced?"


The question kept him quiet. Eri's right, there's no way Zein's mom would be happy. What's more, Sya will get divorced when she gives birth to a child.


"Yes. It was a long time ago, your mother called me" said Eri.


"alright. I'm closed."


I closed the phone and put the phone on the table. He still plays with his mind. He thought about Zein's mother's feelings later.


"I'm not going to divorce you."


Those words made Sya come to her senses from her mind. He saw Arda sitting quietly on the sofa of the room.


"When are you here?" ask Sya.


Arda gave a small smile, a smile that Sya had seen for the first time.


"When you say I'm a strange, heartless man."


Quiescent. That's what Sya did.


"Let's eat" Arda asked.


She sat in front of Arda. They're facing each other.


"What do you mean you don't want to divorce me. You said yourself would set me free."


"Is freedom a divorce?"


Sya shakes.


"I give you the freedom to live the life you choose. Not divorcing you, however, I cannot take care of the child. You're the one who has to take care of it."


She held herself back. From any side, Arda still sucks for Sya. At the beginning of a sentence he can flatter gently. At the end of the sentence, he would make a wound.


"Do you agree?" ask Arda.


"For the moment. I can't think about it. I'll eat first."


***


They were in that hotel for two days. Nothing big happened. In fact, they still have no intention of giving grandchildren. They just talk to each other and argue occasionally.


In two hours there will be an invitation for Sya and Arda to return home. They will return to the life they want. Until a message goes into Sya and Arda's phone simultaneously.


Enjoy last night again. We don't have time to pick you up.


The message was sent directly by Mrs Ken. Sya and Arda looked at each other. They don't know what to do. Inevitably, they'll stay overnight again.


"I'll go back to my room" said Arda.


"Me too" she said.


They went into their own rooms. For Sya, staying one more night is not a problem, but not for Arda. He wants to go back to the office and all his activities.


The clock passed so fast. The day has started at night. Sya and Arda were still in their rooms. Usually Arda will come to Sya's room for many reasons. But not today.


Tok to tok.


"Who?" sya asked as she opened the door, "i didn't order room service."


The waiter offered a cold drink to Sya.


"Please accept. It's from your husband."


She frowned, but she still received the drink. After that, I went back into the room.


Looking around there was no other drink, Sya ended up drinking that cold drink. Without thinking.


On the other hand, Arda also experienced the same thing. A waiter came and gave him a cold drink. Arda drank it too.


For a moment it was still ordinary. Nothing happened, but over time something changed from Arda and Sya. They both want each other.


With a quick step, Arda walked into Sya's room. He pulled Sya who was standing in front of the window. Without warning he kissed Sya affectionately.


"What are you doing?" ask Sya lirih.


Arda smiled, "Just do it quietly" Arda said.


Slowly they do. Things they couldn't do when they were conscious. Things done by a husband and wife who are drunk in love.


***


Eri called Ken's mistress. He said the thing they planned was successful. Eri has been coming to the hotel since morning. He did all those plans. Certainly on the orders of Mrs Ken.


"good. I love the way you work" said Mrs Ken.


Eri went into his room. This time, he was calm. At least, Arda won't divorce Sya. Sya will also definitely try to make Arda love her, because Arda has already touched her.