100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

News from Sexyola

The afternoon sky looks beautiful, even the view of Paris from where I stand, my favorite place, the balcony room.

I saw some people who saw jogging in some corner of the road, jogging, doesn't it look exciting? I haven't been in sports for a long time.

Well, I'm ready with navy shoes and suits, long, wavy little hair with a ponytail and a white headband on the head, okay, I'll get rid of the boredom with an afternoon jog.

***

About 15 minutes I ran, it was far enough I guess, and I stopped at the edge of the sidewalk where there were quite a lot of people passing by, there were some long benches under the decorative lights of the sidewalk, and there were some long benches under the sidewalk lights, typical aesthetic designe of Paris.

I sat down, inhaling as much oxygen with breath that felt stingy, quite tired, stupid me who did not bring water.

Suddenly someone handed me a bottle of mineral water. I looked up at him who was standing in front of me.

Ardhan.

"Stop, Namira!" ardhan shouted as I stood up to leave from there. He grabbed my hand holding it tight enough.

"Until when will you keep avoiding me? I want to talk."

Well, I was forced to accept the mineral water he offered, besides because Ardhan kept forcing, I was also in need of a drink.

We sat on the long bench I was sitting on. Ardhan just got home from work, and he saw me accidentally and pulled over his car and walked up to me.

"So, you live here? Since when?"

"One month ago," I replied without returning his gaze in the least, choosing to enjoy the crowded street scene.

"Oh, I'm glad to see you again."

"I don't care," I concluded.

"I just moved in, a week ago, because it's closer to my new office,"

"Hem, that's your business." Let's just say if Ardhan thinks I'm changed or even arrogant, I just want to show him that I still can't forgive him, with his attitude that once left me for granted.

"Namira, I know you're still angry, but, please forgive me."

"Stop talking about the past I've buried deep."

"Alright, it's up to you, as you asked,"

I stood up, gave the bottle of mineral water to him that was empty because the contents I did not run out.

"Mazira,"

"I'm going home, it's almost night."

"Let me drive,"

I cringed,

"I mean, we're together, we're going to the same location, come on,,,,"

All right, this time I agreed and hitched a ride to him. But of course this doesn't mean anything. After all, this trip will be very short, at least not up to five minutes.

I just kept quiet as if ignoring Ardhan, and I knew my ex-boy continued to steal glances at me.

"You're getting pretty, Namira."

"I know that, I've always been beautiful before,"

Ardhan smiled faintly, turning his gaze beyond the windshield of the car.

"Mazira,"

"I'm married!" I raised my hand to show you the ring that was embedded in my ring finger. But Ardhan laughed low.

"I'll buy it if you want!"

Shit, my ring finger is empty without a ring, stupid, why can I forget if I took it off from the first day I set foot on Parisian soil?

"I'm not lying, Ardhan. I am already married. And I live with my husband."

"Ardhan!"

I squealed in annoyance and Ardhan was blown away.

***

"Thank you" I said as we got to the door of each of our apartments.

"Can we eat,,,,"

"Good night,"

"Shelf!"

My chest went up and down as the roar of breath held in annoyance, I cut off Ardhan's sentence of wanting to take me to dinner, of course I didn't want to, what annoyed me was, about my ring finger being empty without a ring.

Should I wear it now? At least it'll make Ardhan believe if I'm married, though, the contract.

***

The second day, after waiting for 36 hours 27 minutes 18 seconds, a single message I still did not get, really annoying, Emil did not think I existed at all, that guy really doesn't care about me. I threw the useless flat object rough onto the mattress, then sauntered into the balcony of the room.

In the afternoon like this, the Eiffel Tower looks handsome even though not as beautiful when the night is full of light. Makes me want to go there more.

"Hi, Eiffel, do you keep calling my name? Huh huh? Calling me to see you?"

Silly, but this is how I stay sane in a shitty state. Until night came to say hello and I laid myself back on the bed.

"Drrtt!" a call came in, I frowned, coming from an unknown number.

'Who?' there's a sudden fear if it's Patricia, well, maybe not? That sick woman will terrorize me?

I let the shakes stop, and only realized that the missed call had been dozens of times.

I'm so scared, is this really terror?

When I opened some messaging apps, Sexyola's contacts caught my eye.

[What are you doing, Namira? Where are you? Why don't you take the phone from me?]

[Namira, pick up, don't you see the news? The plane that Emil was on crashed, and all the victims were taken to City Hospital]

DEG

[Namira, why don't you return my message? Answer, are you at City Hospital? I'm still in Singapore. Emil went home first. And I'm just leaving now.]

DEG

[Namira, answer my message, don't worry me. I can't reach anyone to ask for certainty about Emil's condition.]

Kuraih bag sling hanging then put a cell phone into it and ran out of the room quickly.

"Mrs, where are you going?" Laurent who passed me in the living room asked in surprise.

"City Hospital, Emil's plane crashed." I answered half-screaming. Panic, of course. Fear is even more dominant.

I quickly ran out of the apartment building, entered the car parked in the garage and drove it at high speed to the destination, City Hospital.

I turned on the change on the news channel hoping the news of the plane crash was re-broadcast, and sure enough, after the news ad about the plane crash accompanied

my journey feels terrible.

The accident occurred during the afternoon, the plane had problems when it was about to make a landing. Although the plane was finally able to land perfectly, but previous shocks resulted in several casualties, at least 3 people were declared dead, and others injured.

'Mil, are you okay? I'm sorry, please hold on, you should be fine.'

No, I must not be weak at this time, I must find Emil first and make sure of his condition even though my heart is very afraid. And only tears became my constant companion.

'Emil,,, I'm coming!'

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