CRAZY CEO: Loving People's Wives

CHAPTER 61 (POV Andre Wiguna Dharma)

I can only be silent. When Naysila's eyes began to tear up and fell the water was cheeked.

"Sorry, Nay... I-i'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt my feelings. I, do not want to play you let alone insult your current status! Our age is no longer young. And my age, just count the days. I..., don't want to hurt you!"

"You don't want to hurt me, but you don't realize that I'm hurting right now because of what you said! Hik..."

I let Naysila go without giving a pleasant answer.

How my heart feels, because it turns out Naysila is like hoping my shot will need an answer?

Or even sad, because until the end of my love story just hangs up here?

Hhh...

What a whore.

Love doesn't work until the end.

Free if love, but only for a short time.

Why anchor love, while the age will be over just waiting for the time to come.

....

Day after day, after my persecution of Rendra was over, I left the capital.

Before I leave, I visit the grave of my personal physician Gerald Verhouven Sp.PD.

Sending prayers so that the personal doctor who had handled my illness was calm in the afterlife.

God is All-Powerful. It turns out that my age that doctor Gege has determined cannot be guaranteed validity.

He who sentenced me not to old age, apparently first died at the young age of 32 years.

Hhh... It's so strange this world.

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A year later...

Me, Andre Wiguna Dharma. 28 Years old. And just today, my 29th birthday.

I still seem to be a long time old.

My life is still also contained body.

After traversing around major cities in some parts of beloved Indonesia, it turns out that God still allows me to breathe free air.

Thanks God!

A year of buana. Went from one city to another, seeking the experience of living in gratitude for the favor of my Most Holy Lord.

I sell hape and also my luxury goods. Just a cheap backpack with a few pieces of clothing on the market as well as sneakers from local craftsmen.

I actually turned 180 degrees.

Surprised Tio, Bianca's husband when we accidentally meet in a rainy city.

At that time I was jogging all afternoon along the sidewalk of the highway. My boarding house is not far from downtown Bogor and I have lived there for more than a month.

"Andre?" tio shouted as the car he was driving just came out of the government office where he was meeting this time.

We also took the time to coffee in the coffee shop around Taman Sempur road.

"Time goes by so fast, huh!?!" he said open our conversation.

I smiled nodding.

"How are you all?"

"Good! You alone?" ask Mas Tio.

"As you can see!"

"When are you coming back to Jakarta? Why cut off all communication? Even the law enforcement and your own brother?"

I just kept quiet and didn't answer. Confused, what to say. Let's.e., everything be an insoluble puzzle.

"Your sister-in-law has given birth. Girl's daughter!" tio's story makes me sigh in relief.

"Bianca also just had a monthly seventh event two days ago!"

I'm really happy to hear Tio's words. As if he could read my thoughts, he told me one by one news from the people I loved. Only Naysila, whom he did not name.

Embarrassedly, I tried to dare to ask him how he was doing.

"Naysila..., how's it going?"

"Is Naysila important to me too?"

Like stuck. The answer made my heart ache.

My heart is pounding.

I was also worried that Naysila was not okay.

"Naysila..., how's Mas doing?"

"Hhh...! You're curious khan? Why don't you see the conditions yourself?"

Momentarily exhausted my entire joints. The ambiguous answer made my mind negative thinking.

"Yes..."

"He is now sickly, and often in and out of the hospital."

"Naysila's sick? What pain?"

"What do you care? He is nobody to you! Neither do you care about your brother, let alone Naysila!"

"Mas, Naysila's sick what?"

Bianca Aurelia's husband just shrugged. Makes my curiosity even higher.

Nay..., what happened to you? How is Bilqis if you are sick?

....

Seeing Naysila's frail body made me sad. A little girl named Bilqis Khumaira who used to be cute chubby with two rabbit teeth has now grown and is very agile.

The baby now wants to be two years old. Bilqis ran around the living room of Bianca's house which was quite roomy.

"Qiqis, don't run, son!"

I could not hide the sadness of this heart hearing a hoarse voice from Naysila's lips.

Although it looks pale, but its beauty does not fade. His smile expanded, though it seemed to tremble with eyes fixed on me.

"Thank God, we are still met by God to meet face to face!" he said it made me swallow the saliva.

Good Lord! Why is my Naysila like this?

I resisted this heartache, so as not to fall tears on the cheeks looking at Naysila's thin body.

"What are you sick with, Nay?" ask me slowly inching closer to him.

Nay laughed a little.

"Come, Ndre! All the doctor's examinations I've followed, but no disease has been detected. Everything's normal!" naysila answered making me wet these lips, confused.

Her mother sat near us. In his hand was a plate of rice with vegetables and side dishes.

"Eat first, huh? Even if it's a little, Mama hope you want to eat, Nay!" pinta Mama Naysila with fondling.

"May Andre feed Nay?"

I asked my mother. It sounds a little brazen, but I would love to try to serve Naysila.

His mother smiled, then nodded with a happy looking face.

"Eat ya? Do not forget prayer. You have to be excited, Nay! Bilqis. Bilqis wants her growth monitored and her birth mother monitored. Don't leave Bilqis at a young age! Bilqis can't be like me, an orphan!"

For some reason, it also fell a single tear on his left cheek.

"Sorry.., I'm a whiny man now!"

Nay smiled. Now his lips were wide open waiting for the first bribe from me. His eyes also drained clear details of novelty.

"I.., miss you Ndre!" said lirih.

"I'm in front of you right now, Nay!"

These eyes look at each other. Mutual release of longing with telepathic language of the heart that only we both know.

Naysila managed to eat five mouthfuls from my hand. She thanked him after his mother rescued him for eating without vomiting.

"Nay what's sick, Auntie?" I asked Mama after Nay fell asleep after taking the medicine.

"Someone said, Nay got a delivery disease!" the answer is somewhat doubtful.

"Delivery? Meanin?" ask for clarity.

"Hhh... supernatural disease, he said!"

I was silent, not daring to answer.

Between not knowing and not daring to express an opinion. I can only stare blankly.

Is the occult illness a delivery from her ex-husband? I don't know... God knows enough!

...SERIATE...