100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

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"So,,," Namira sat cross-legged on the cage, before him was Emil sitting on the edge of the cage feeding himself.

"Eat, you must recover, do not talk too much" Emil fed a spoonful of soup to Namira which he immediately devoured.

Namira is very happy, although Emil is embarrassed to say his expression of feelings to Namira, but Namira is already very happy because she finally knows the feelings of the man she loves turns out to love her too.

"Well, did you call me back then because you were worried about me? Because you're afraid I'm leaving you and losing myself?" Namira was very happy to repeat the sentences that Emil said to himself earlier.

'But there's something else I can't tell you, Namira, the main reason I kept calling you back then, about your father's death.'

Emil had previously spoken to the Doctor who handled Namira, the Doctor suggested that Namira's mind be calm and not stressed, let alone feel depressed, the doctor advised, because he had just experienced a very hard impact on the head that resulted in severe shock after the accident and also trauma. So that Namira can recover and recover.

In addition, the police also forbid them from leaving the city of Paris during the unsolved case, so it's free for Emil to tell Namira now about his father's death while he can't take Namira away, namira will only continue to grieve and that hinders healing.

"Emil,,," Namira shook Emil's arm, awakening her beloved man from daydreams.

"Oh," Emil smiled and fed Namira again. Namira returned Emil's smile wide and ate voraciously.

"Emil, how long are we under police surveillance?" ask Namira a little worried.

"Until the case is closed or solved, but to remain in Paris, I get relief after discussing with the police, we can go anywhere including Indonesia once you're healed and your legs are completely recovered."

Namira was more and more happy to hear the answer Emil gave.

'I need to get you home soon, Namira. So you need to get well soon. I don't know if you'll be mad at me later if you find out I hid your father's death, but I have no other choice.'

"Emil, man,"

"Hem?"

"Can we make a new covenant?"

"What?"

"Please promise, we will be open to each other and never hide anything, so that we never misunderstand as yesterday, it is very painful and torturous. I really live in pain."

Emil peeks at Namira. He whispered in his wife's ear.

"Sure, whatever I'll do for you, Cupp!"

Namira gave a smile, today is the most beautiful day for her, a day of love and affection, if with pain she can get the full attention of Emil, it feels like Namira just wants to get sick every day.

"Nami,"

"Hem?"

"Never drink again, if not with me," said Emil when thrusting a glass of water, Namira had finished eating.

"I won't drink, I can't promise, but I'll try, I want to change for the better, I want to establish myself as the O'clan's daughter-in-law." Emil smiles at Namira's words, stroking Namira's cheek, then warmly kisses his wife's forehead.

"It's gonna be so heavy, I don't think you're gonna make it."

"Why not? I can get through anything, as long as you hold my hand," Namira said, warming Emil's heart.

"I'm sorry. I'm wrong!" Emil hugs Namira, and Namira returns his embrace.

"So, is it true that the accident I had was not an ordinary accident?" Namira pushes Emil's body slowly to take off their arms to return to talk about something serious.

"Police said, if it's likely that it's the te.ro.ris network, or," Emil paused.

"Or?" ask Namira.

"Or may be an enemy of the O'clan Company. I don't know, but I doubt the second possibility, because all this time the O'clan Company had no enemies."

"But we can never know who is really good, or just pretending to be good, and who wants to destroy us, too,"

"Yes, you're right."

"I wonder who helped me get out of the car? If he's a bully, why would he do that? Did he blow up the car I was driving? It's so confusing."

'That's also what I'm thinking,'

"Have it, don't think too much, there's a cop who'll take care of everything. Fabrizio will also help solve the problem. He's coming, you calm down, everything's gonna be fine."

Namira nodded in response.

"When do we go home? I'm so bored, I'm better anyway."

"You can go home tonight, after your husband finishes all the administrative work." Sexyola came, making Namira instantly feel annoyed. One of the things a woman can't stand is jealousy.

Namira looked away, her countenance changed, showing dislike.

"How are you doing?" ask Sexyola.

"It's not you, Namira. I asked Emil,"

Damn, Namira's face was red instantly, holding back the annoyance and embarrassment together, it seemed like Sexyola could clearly capture Namira's dislike of him. A little lesson feels good.

"Can you sleep last night? Keeping sick people in the hospital is not easy, especially alone, you can get sick yourself if you do not maintain health, eat and drink regularly, and sleep hours."

Namira's ears were burning, hearing the babble of Sexyola who sounded very caring and paying attention to Emil. Well, even though Emil just smiled and kept quiet.

"He's looking after his wife, and we're enjoying the time together if you don't always bother being a pest, so we Emil won't get sick, we're happy to be together." namira sternly looks at Sexyola, but the sexy woman only responds to Namira's ravings with a faint smile, and Emil instead strokes Namira's dear cheeks.

"Well, you got it, Emil." Sexyola's parrot made Namira frown.

"I'm very lucky, thank you." replied Emil while peeping the back of Namira's hand, treated sweetly in front of Sexyola making Namira feel flying into the air. Though the thanks Emil gave to Sexyola.

Thank you for always supporting her all this time, supporting her relationship with Namira, and always there when Emil has no one to lean on.

***

Emil drives to the apartment at a moderate speed, behind them is another car watching, the police, they are under the supervision of the authorities now, but disguised by looking like ordinary civilians.

Namira sat in the seat next to Emil, while Sexyola, she could not accompany him because there was other business.

"Laurent is waiting for us at home, he will help you completely from now on" Emil spoke while driving, Namira nodded in response.

"What's wrong? Is there something you're thinking about? You remember our new deal, don't you? Must be open to each other and must not cover anything with each other," asked Emil when he saw Namira did not say much.

"I don't like Sexyola" Namira said quickly.

"What?"

"Yes, I don't like that woman, or any woman that comes near you, I don't like you being close to them, you say we should be honest with each other, right? I told you, I don't like Sexyola."

"You, you, you, jealous? Hahaha,,,,"

"Emil, that's not funny, I told you I don't like Sexyola, can you stay away from her? If necessary, don't stay close to him."

Instead of responding properly to Namira's ban, Emil laughed even more.

"Emil,,," cried Namira.

"Okay okay, I'm not laughing, but, really, I feel really happy that you're jealous of Sexyola, that means you love me, I love you."

Namira smiles, embarrassed.

'But still, you need to stay away from Sexyola.'

***

Back flash.

"There was a motorbike following your car as Mrs Namira drove it out of the Club parking area. We were unable to find the owner because the license plate number installed was a fake" police told Emil as they spoke to a room unknown to Namira.

"So, you mean, the suspect targeted me? Guess if I'm driving that car?"

"Well, most likely like that,"

"But why did he save Namira? Although the victim was not their primary target, Namira was also my wife,"

"Isn't your marriage a secret?"

"Well, even so, was the suspect so good-natured as to save someone driving the car of the person who wanted to be killed?"

"You make me doubt my theory, Mr. Emil."

"You also said a motorcycle followed my car that my wife was driving at that time, so why did the one who hit it was a big car from the front?"

"That's because your wife was drunk, and she wasn't focused on driving, it's possible that the driver was not interested and she left the scene."

"So?" Emil seems to think.

"If what you think is the same as what I think" the police said.

"The biker who pulled Namira out of the car."

"The biker who saved Namira,"

Emil and the police said simultaneously.

"And he's the suspect."

***