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Natasya sat daydreaming with her chin up on her desk, her eyes staring out her study window. It has been more than a month he lived with Mark but there has been no progress in his relationship especially Mark does not seem to intend to open his heart to him in the least.

Natasya took a deep breath while changing her sitting position and leaned her body on the chair,

her gaze moved on the picture frame in front of her, Natsya reached out to her photo without letting go of her gaze.

“How hard it is for me to get your heart, you know how tormented I am because of this unrequited love, I instantly fell in love when I first met you two years ago, just imagine how painful it would be for me to hold back my feelings for a short time. Try to be in my position for a moment.”

Natasya gently stroked the picture frame and then put it back in its original place, she pulled a sheet of tissue in front of her to wipe her tears. Although this is very hard but he will continue to fight, he has a few more weeks if Mark can not love him he will retreat and will not bother him

again, if the feeling cannot be forced, he will give up.

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With large strides Mark rushed into Neal's room after knocking on the door he entered, he continued to step onto Neal's desk which looked busy with a pile of files on his desk. Seeing Mark's arrival, he suspends his work.

“Sorry sir bothered you for a moment, you should see this Mr.” Said Mark while handing him an ipad in his hand. Neal's forehead immediately wrinkled when he saw the photo on the smartphone screen, he immediately took the iPad quickly. The wrinkle on Neal's forehead was increasingly visible when reading the news inside. An upset speech came out of Neal's mouth while putting the ipad away.

“You already know what you're going to do Mark, I don't want this news deleted right now don't let my wife read it.” Neal said with a huffed tone.

“Iya Sir, I'm sorry.” Mark left Neal's room in a hurry. While Neal looks so riled up and agitated, he has been trying to keep up with his wife's whereabouts but it turns out there are still journalists who can

taking her picture, they even took some of her pictures with Ara in different places.

Of course this would be great news if he did not act quickly, everyone knew that his wife was dead, seeing a photo of her with Ara appear suddenly would certainly shock the public and would be an easy target for news hunters. Neal has no intention of hiding

his marriage but he was looking for the right time to bring his wife to

publics.

Neal rubbed his face as if Ara had read it later, of course this would be a big problem for him, of course he would never be able to

losing his wife for the second time was tantamount to killing her. Frequently

the voice of his cell phone made Neal

jerking his face stiffened quickly he grabbed his phone on his desk, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw

the name on the phone layer.

“Iya Daniel,” greet Neal with a voice that sounds a little limp.

“I just read the news about you and Ara in one of the online news, I just wanted to ask, have you told her the truth,”

“Not yet, I haven't told her, because I had to wait for the right moment to talk this over to her, you know I don't want her to blame herself for Anara's death, because I prefer her.”

For a moment his edifice was silent, Daniel also knew how Neal was positioned, he had just repaired his relationship with his wife and of course this news would make him depressed, Ara's fragile heart would complicate things.

“You can't wait too long and hide this from your wife, you might be able to stop all this news or whatever you can do, but there will be other news-hunters who continue to pursue the truth, I'm sure they'll never stop. It's better for Ara to know from your own mouth than she hears from someone else because it'll hurt her more."

“Iya I know, surely I will

explain everything to Ara,” Neal says quietly. He did not deny what Daniel said because what was said was true.

“Faster better.” Daniel continued again before they ended the call.

 

Neal placed both elbows on the table and cupped her face into her palm while gently rubbing it against her face. He must dedicate the right reasons so that his wife can accept the reasons that do not corner him.

****

Neal's eyes were immediately fixed on his wife who was lying on the bed, he stepped closer to his wife and sat on the side of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, enjoying his beautiful face despite falling asleep, there was always calmness every time he looked at his wife, both corners of Neal's lips lifted into a smile, slowly Neal touched

the face then caressed her cheek lovingly.

“Honey,” greet Ara with sound still limp.

“Sorry I woke you dear,’ Neal said gently and then kissed his wife's forehead.

“It's okay, actually I was intending to read a book, but do not know why I even fell asleep,” said Ara chuckled spoiled while playing the fingers of her husband's hand. Neal glanced at a book that had fallen beside his wife.

“Continue your sleep, I take a shower first.” Neal spoke as he got up from his seat.

“I'm not sleepy anymore,”bala Ara spoiled while waking up from her sleep.

"Go take a shower I'll get you a change of clothes.”

Neal also said as she continued to step into the bathroom, Ara rushed to walk in closet to get a casual dress for her husband.

****

Mark went into his apartment looking at the dark room he blamed the lights, then continued his steps towards his room, he opened the door and the room looked very dark not one

there's lights.

“Tumben once he slept in the pitch black like this, whereas he was afraid of the darkness,” decih Mark while blaming his room lights. But as soon as he glanced at the bed he did not

put Natsya there.

“Where did the little mouse go at this hour have not come home. But it's good that I can sleep freely in my bed.”

Mark continued his steps to the bathroom to clean his body, finished bathing he was changed with his casual clothes catton pants knee-length with plain white T-shirts, he said, he came out of the walk in closet while rubbing his wet hair and took a bottle of mineral water on the nightstand, he unsealed it and sipped the drink to tell half of it, he put the bottle back and glanced at the wall clock in his room that had shown at twelve o'clock at night. He went back to the bathroom to get his towel back.

****

Mark got into bed with a book in his hand, sat up on his back and leaned on his bed and began to read the book. Long enough

reading until he began to fall asleep, he closed the book in his hand

while glancing at the clock, it was past one in the morning. He glanced at the side of the bed next to him which was usually occupied by Natasya.

"Where is he, why this hour has not come home.”

Although at first he was happy not to find Natsya when he came home and hoped that the woman did not have to return to her place but he could not deny that in his heart tucked a little worry, but he could not deny, especially during the one month of living with him he never saw Natasha come home this late.

Mark got out of bed and out of his room, he went back down to the living room, had Natasha gone home and fallen asleep there, but he didn't either

finding him there he went back to his room.

Mark took his phone on the nightstand, he looked for Natsya's number on his phone, there was a hint of doubt on his face as he was about to press the green icon. Mark exasperates when he decides to call Natasya, a connection is heard from the other side but no one picks him up, Mark tries it one more time and he finally connects.

“Hallo.”

Hearing the voice of a man holding up Natsya's phone made Neal shocked.

“ You who?”

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