Arabella Secret's

Secretly

Natasya stared at the rustle that began to descend rapidly through the window of her room, Natatasya got up and stepped out of her chair and walked up to the window, he opened the glass window wide to let the rainwater that had come down hard on his face. The wind that blew quite hard made the spark more and more rushing through the window so that it soaked Natasya's beautiful face. He let the dots of water gather and finally rolled on his face and along with the warm water flowing from his lentic eyelids.

Letting go of Mark was the hardest thing he might have forged in his current age, the pain in his heart the more the day made him even more deeply hurt. The hope in him as he leaves Mark's apartment he hopes the man will question him but it's only in his imagination where maybe he'll do it because Mark never likes it, remembering all those things made the pain in his heart bleed even more.

No one can impose feelings on a person, he has struggled to reach his heart to deflect all his pride, throwing away all shyness in him in order to get the man he loves.

Natasya wiped her tears with her thumb when she heard the knock on her door,” Sorry Miss there is someone who wants to meet you.”

“Who.”

“I.”

Natasya turned her face to the door when she heard a terrible sound in her eardrum. Sure enough he saw Mark standing in front of the door of his room making him rewind his steps because

astounded. Officer Natasya also immediately came out of his room so as to leave them alone.

“Can we talk for a minute.” Mark asked looking at Natasya's face. He saw that his face looked paler and his body was a little thinner than the last time he saw it.

“Iya, what's up.” Natasha was trying to behave as if they were two strangers.

“Can we talk outside,” bargain Mark mencoab closer to Natasha's desk because the woman is standing not far from behind her desk.

“I'm a lot of work, so if there's anything you want to say just say.”

Mark frowned when he heard Nataysa's call to him they were like strangers who never knew each other.

“Stop acting like a stranger to me Nat.” Mark gritted his jaw he didn't like to see

natasha's attitude towards him.

“We are now indeed strangers Mr.” Natasya clenched her hands holding back the turmoil in her heart

when he had to be cold to the man he loved so much, all his outward attitudes were completely contrary to his heart.

With wide strides Mark stepped to where Natasya was, his jaw twitching from holding the anger in him, seeing Mark approaching Nataysa rewind his steps, but the moment his body hit the wall made him panic unable to move anymore.

“Awaited Mr.”

Mark stopped his steps hearing Natasya's cry, he saw his chest go up and down trying to control himself, his hands clenched firmly as if he was holding something inside him.

“Isn't this what you want. I've been keeping it so I beg you not to see me again, because when you see it really makes me very sick.” His voice choked as if holding back a cry that was about to explode.

 Mark took me in his arms, touched his cold palms, "why can you love me so much Nat, what makes you like me.  Please don't act like a stranger like this, because your attitude hurts my heart so much.” whispered Mark. Nataysa let go of the crying she had been holding back, she kept shedding tears on Mark's chest, making the shirt wet.

He scowled at me Natasha made him look up when he looked at Mark's face,” come with me tomorrow

do you still love me after that.”

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They traveled quite a long way about four hours of travel finally they arrived in a village that is so beautiful. Natasya lowered her car window to enjoy the fresh, soothing countryside, Natasya smiled as she passed some children on the street.

During the trip the two were more silent, Natasya who did not ask much he just followed where Mark took him away. Their car stopped in front of a building that is quite spacious classic European style with a spacious yard.

“Down ,” Mark's orders. Natasha agrees and follows Mark to open the car door. As soon as Natasya's eyes rolled around her surroundings then her eyes focused again on the house in front of her.  While Mark

put down their luggage. He was confused whose house he visited with Mark but he was lazy to ask because he knew Mark would be silent if questioned.

Natasya saw the yard was overgrown by flowers arranged very beautiful in the pot, surely the owner of the house was very fond of flowers, he walked up to the rose pot that so stole his attention. The flowers bloom very much and also with different colors of each pot so it looks so beautiful, he also touched the multiples of the flowers carefully so as not to damage it, he said, Natasya also brought her nose closer to enjoying the fragrance

“Come in,” invite Mark. Nataysa nodded her head without making a sound.

Mark knocked on the door of the house that was dark brown, shortly waiting for the door to open a middle-aged woman seemed to be standing there. He immediately hugged Mark's body warmly he was not stopping to mention Mark's name with a tone of voice that sounded so excited, he said, he kissed Mark's face to see that he was so fond of him that soon a man appeared and the woman let go of his arms giving the man a chance to hug Mark.

Natasya who stood a few meters from there just watched with a smile, "whether the two pairs of lungs is Mark's person," he muttered in his heart. Suddenly his heart became pounding and his palms became cold from nervousness. His reddened face held back the embarrassment that came suddenly.

“Nat,” calls Mark so that makes Natasha clumsy, he squeezes both hands to reduce his nervousness when Mark asks her to come closer. Nataysa put on a friendly smile as she looked at the owner of the house.

“Good afternoon uncle, aunty,” greet Natasha politely.

“Uncle, aunty introduce this my friend Natasya.”  Natasha reached out her hand quickly to greet and was immediately greeted alternately by the two.

They're not Mark's parents, so they're who and they seem to love Mark very much

“Nat, this is Uncle Hans and this is Aunt Elis” Mark also introduced the two to Natasha.

“You are so beautiful Miss Nataysa,” praise Aunt Elis while touching Nataysa's cheek to make her ashamed. Not forgetting to say thank you with a face that is still shy.

“Come in, Son ,” invite aunt Elis to pull Nataysa's hand into the house. Uncle Hans helped carry Mark's luggage into the house.

Aunt Elis drove Natasha to the room they had prepared because Mark had informed her of his arrival the day before.”Rest you must be tired after traveling far enough,” said Mark in front of the room door when they lived together because Uncle and Aunt Elis were gone.

“Iya, you also have to rest, Kak,” Natasyya replied to a smile on her lips, Mark also said and left Natasha to go to her room next to the room pataysa.

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his hair in front of the mirror was heard knocking on the door of his room, he stopped his activities and immediately opened the door.

“Happy Afternoon,” hello Mark noticed Natasya's already fresh appearance because it looks like she just finished taking a shower. She looks very beautiful with her knee-length dress with small flower motifs, her long brown hair is thought to be scattered to make her look like a beauty goddess,

even though he had lived with him for several months but Mark rarely paid attention to his appearance.

“Good afternoon too Brother, “ reply Nataysa with a shy look of face because noticed seintens it by Mark for the first time.

“Close a moment with me,” take Mark without turning his gaze.

“I-iya wait a minute.” Natasha went back into the room and continued to comb her hair. He returned to meet Mark after storing his comb back on the nightstand.

Nataysa follows Mark up a very sturdy wooden staircase located next to the living room, asking –why Mark where he will take him, he noticed his surroundings when they reached the second floor of the house, the room was spacious, the walls of the room were dominated by glass so that we could clearly see the scenery outside so beautiful and pampering the eyes, the space looks bright even though it is not turned on as a light.

“Come.” Mark drew Natasya's hand and grasped it tightly, he followed Mark's steps

walking quite slowly, when passing through a partition he saw there was a large bed there, Natsya's eyes carefully when passing through it, next to the bed he saw a pot of fresh roses seemed to have just been picked, he also captured a photo on the wall beside the bed

the photo was quite large but he could not see clearly because it was blocked by the curtain that was the barrier between the room and the large room he was passing through now.

Mark opened the balcony door and stood on the side of the door, Natasya also stopped his steps, he followed Mark's gaze, he was surprised when he saw a woman sitting alone on the balcony chair, Nataysa was unable to see his face as he turned his back.

After a moment of silence Mark glanced at Natasha next to him who was also arranging, “Why did I come here,” the question.

“I'll introduce you to someone, the woman sitting on the bench that she is….Mark stopped his words he stared at Nataysa's unblinking bead as he looked at her as if waiting for her words to continue.

“She's my mom.”

Natasya gasped at Mark's remark,” your mother,” repeated while pulling her hand from Mark's grasp, Mark nodded slowly.

“You brought me here because you wanted to introduce me to your mother,” Tanya Natasha looked at him with a spotlight

sad eyes because so moved and at the same time happy because not stepping Mark will introduce him to his mother.

“I just want to know if after you met my mom if you still love me.”

“What do you mean,” Tanya Nataysa stared at the eyeballs alternately she felt confused by the utterances that

just said by Mark.

“you will find the answer yourself,” Mark pulled Natsya's hand to get closer. Subsequent to

standing beside the chair occupied by the woman Mark let go of his handrails, he walked closer and squatted in front of the woman who remained looking straight ahead of him, of course Natasya was surprised to see the view in front of her.

Mark touched an old hand that felt cold and then took a gentle peck, the woman remained unmoved

until Mark called him.

“Mother..”

He lowered his head to look at Mark kneeling in front of him, he just kept silent and kept staring at his face

Mark without blinking. “ mom doesn't remember me anymore, I'm Mark your son mom,” he said. The woman's hand began to move rubbing Mark's face with her palm.

“My son Mark you're that baby, oh I'm sorry I don't remember you anymore Son,” he said

the face of the son with a face full of sorrow, Mark could not hide his sadness he hugged the mother he kissed her mother's face which was also reciprocated by the woman with tears that began to wet her old face that still looks beautiful. Nataysa who had been silent since then could not resist the sense of having to

enveloping his heart he cried to see such a moving sight in front of him, he did not expect a Mark to hide such a great thing in his life.

“You're getting good-looking baby, just like your father,” he said, continuing to caress Mark's handsome face. Her heart

so sick to hear his mother who never forgot the man she so hated.

“How are you doing mom.”

“Mother is fine dear, mother is just waiting for the arrival of your father,” he said staring straight at the street in front of him. Again Mark felt a large object hit his chest as his mother repeated the remark every time he came to visit him.

“For what mom wait Daddy.”

“Because mom loves her so much, son.”

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