"What do you think De?" Aiden asked Dea.
"Ummm.... In my opinion.... It's up to you," replied Dea.
"Hm...." Aiden sighed with his eyes closed.
"But if you want to take the risk you can accept the offer," continued Dea.
"That's right," said Aiden.
"Yes," answered Dee.
"Hmmm.." Aiden sighed again.
"Already?" Dea asked Aiden.
"That's fine," Aiden replied.
"I'm going back to my room okay?" Dea asked.
"Don't go ahead, I've prepared the chocolate," Aiden said, pointing to the glass filled with hot chocolate.
"What do you want?" Dean asked.
"Yes, my friend, you really don't get bored in your room all the time," said Aiden.
"No," said Dee.
"Do you often take medication, De?" asked Aiden.
"No," answered Dee.
"Otherwise, why did it turn out like that yesterday," said Aiden curiously.
"Yeah, it's okay, I just want to," replied Dea. Then drink the chocolate in front of him.
"Do you still want it?" Aiden asked.
"Yes," answered Dee.
"Why do you even want to?" asked Aiden who was still curious.
"Why do you think?" asked Dea back to Aiden.
"Yes, how would I know, if I knew I wouldn't have asked you," replied Aiden.
"You can pretend you don't know, then ask," accused Dea.
"I really don't know De," said Aiden."Well, if you don't know. I'm lazy to answer," said Dea.
"Oh my God, answer me. Who knows I can help," said Aiden who was still forcing Dea to answer his question.
"It's really worth it," said Dea.
"I'm curious De," said Aiden.
"I'm still missing my fiancé, plus it's also quiet here even though there seem to be a lot of people," replied Dea with a gloomy expression on her face.
"There I am," said Aiden.
"You? Are you there?" asked Dea with her eyes glancing at Aiden.
"Yes, I am," Aiden said confidently.
"Ahahaha..." Dea laughed suddenly hearing Aiden's words.
"Just laugh," protested Aiden with knitted brows.
"That's funny," said Dee.
"I'm serious De," replied Aiden, who felt that he was not being funny that made the woman beside him laugh.
"Hemm .... Your words feel like a joke. But thank you," said Dea.
"What a joke, my man is serious," said Aiden, who was confused by Dea's words.
"Yes, yes, it's better to take care of your mistress, Den," said Dea, sipping a chocolate drink on the table.
"Wendy is not my mistress De, please stop calling Wendy my mistress, we already made an agreement. You free me to have a relationship with Wendy," explained Aiden.
"But I've made a condition that you can't have sex," said Dea casually.
"Okay, I was wrong. I also didn't realize that I could do that," Aiden said, admitting his mistake.
"Hmm.... I want to sleep," said Dea who immediately left Aiden. Aiden let Dea go with a sigh. His wife's emotions are very unstable, like it or not, Aiden must understand and at the same time keep his wife's emotions, afraid of being out of control.When she arrived at her room, her cell phone was ringing. The books he approached his cellphone, his father's name was clearly displayed on his cellphone screen.
"Hello Assalamualaikum Yah," said Dea.
"Waalaikumsalam Sis, what's wrong?" asked Dad.
"About the package, what do you mean by all this, Dad?" asked Dea.
"Oh yes, the package has arrived?" Dad asked back.
"Well, yes," answered Dea.
"That's it, you're looking for someone who can help you, I'll also send it to you just in case you're doing something wrong. I know that you already have Aiden. But we don't know what happens in the future, so I hope that Dad's package can help Brother to take care of yourself, Sis, "explained the father.
"Oh yeah, yeah," said Dea.
"Then you look for the address with the name of the person in the email that you want to send, Sis. That's an acquaintance of your father, please visit him once in a while," continued father.
"Ahh yes Yah," said Dea.
"Is that all, sis?" asked Dad.
"Well, that's all," replied Dea.
"Well then, I will hang up the phone. Assalamualaikum," said Dad.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied Dea. The phone call ended.
Dea contemplated when the call was over, she knew very well something would happen that would hurt her. Because his father sent goods that were actually very illegal when used. His father was also the type of person who could sense that something bad was going to happen. In the past, Dea could feel the same way as her father, but ever since she experienced the tragedy three years ago, her abilities also disappeared instantly.
Aiden who was in his room was thinking about the offer earlier, this is the first time he really met the mafia. And it's strange how Dea knew about it.
"Is Dea also a mafia?" Aiden muttered with a serious face and one hand was massaging his head.
"This child is quite strange, I have not seen his origins. Mama papa just said that psychologically he was not okay, it's true, hmm... She she's beautiful, she's beautiful when she wants to dress up, but she's still pretty when she's innocent. She can help me, yes she can. That also includes helping me. But why.... It's weird, it's like something's weird, but what?" Aiden said by biting his fingernails.
"What is it? This child is really strange in my opinion, but what is it? What's weird?" said Aiden who was still struggling with his thoughts.
"Her family is also ordinary, there's nothing to be suspicious of, the seedling is heavy, oma great said. But why do I feel weird, huh?" murmured Aiden who did not stop what strangeness was in his wife.
"Arghh I know, I better sleep now," said Aiden, who gave up thinking about Dea's strangeness.
The next morning Aiden got a call from his friends that today he wanted to visit his house.
"How is Den? Can I or not? Here we are-we're ready to go," asked Devano over the phone.
"What are you doing at my house?" Aiden asked.
"Want to play with Dea," said Raefal on the other side of the phone.
"Just say you want to meet Rara," Elvaro mocked.
"How is Den? Dea is at home, right?" Devano asked.
"Yes, at home, but don't worry," replied Aiden.
"Okay, let's go to your house now, don't forget to tell Dea and Den," said Devano who immediately turned off his phone without waiting for an answer from Aiden. Aiden was used to the arbitrariness of his friends. He left the room and headed for Dean's room. Knocked on Dean's door.
"De?" call Aiden. "Dea?" there was no answer. Aiden turned the door handle, it was unlocked. Aiden entered Dea's room. Seen Dea who was still fast asleep, Aiden saw that on the side of Dea's bed there was a bottle of medicine and a glass of water which had been reduced by half, he intended to confiscate the medicine. But his intention was not done because there was sympathy for Dea.
"De?" Aiden called to wake Dea. "Dea?" he called again.
"Hmm...." Dea said with her eyes still closed.
"It's almost noon, hurry up," said Aiden, waking Dea.
"Yes," answered Dee. But refuses to open his eyes.
"Deaaa...." Aiden called, this time by patting Dea's cheek which was a little chubby, not a little but chubby indeed.
Dea just groaned to get a soft pat on the cheek. Aiden sat beside Dea, and kept patting Dea's cheek. Because Aiden was excited he couldn't stop his hand from playing Dea's cheek. At first it was just one cheek, then it became both.
Dea was annoyed that she finally opened her eyes with her eyebrows tightly pressed together.
"What the hell!?" said Dea annoyed because Aiden woke Dea plus Aiden had not removed his hands from Dea's cheeks.
"Come on, wake up, it's getting late," Aiden said exasperatedly.
"Then what are you doing!?" Dea snapped and pushed Aiden's hands away from his cheeks.
"Sorry, it sucks," Aiden replied with a grin.
"Get out of the way!" commanded Dea who was about to get out of bed. Aiden stood up, Dea went straight to the bathroom. Aiden kept waiting for Dea and played with his cellphone. Dee came out of the bathroom.
"Why are you still here?" asked Dee.
"Waiting for you, it takes too long to take a shower," said Aiden who was still focused on his cellphone.
"I want to change clothes, you quickly get out of my room," Dea ordered.
"No," replied Aiden.
"I'll open it," Dea threatened Aiden.
"Open it," replied Aiden who was still focused on his cellphone.
"Okay, I'm not here... Really, I opened it," said Dea, who had removed the rope from the towel she was wearing. Dea started to open her towel"