
Tomorrow...
The rays of the morning sun greeted me while awake from a dream. I saw in my bed that there was no longer the grim-faced man I loved. It seems he left when I was asleep. And now only the scent of his body was left around me.
"It's still six."
I see the clock on the wall still showing at six in the morning. Then there's still about an hour for me, before I go to the office. This morning I will head straight to Angkasa Group according to the instructions Jackson gave me. And yes, I can only according to what he said. Can't not not.
I woke up to get ready. I looked at the phone for a while because I was worried that there was an important message from Jackson. And yes, it turns out Jackson sent Jenny's number to me.
Maybe he wants me to ask Jenny the truth about Alexander.
I was really curious about Alexander. She seemed to want to be close to me, like no other woman. He met Clara who was younger and more beautiful than me. But his eyes were always on me. I became curious and wondered, did he really have any taste in me?
Remember, Cecilia. There's Jackson!
I'm a woman, sometimes I get carried away by the feelings that are created. So it's only natural that there was curiosity about the man who helped me at that time. Even though I can't deny that now I only belong to Jackson completely.
Yes, yes, just live what is.
I took a long breath. Trying not to think of the man who helped me at that time. For me, it's just Jackson. I don't dare cheat especially to cheat on him. Because usually, if it has been a second, it will be repeated again in the future.
People say if there is a first, there must be a second, a third and so on. And I don't want to eat the karma of a false affair. Zea's life has been a lesson to me.
"Well, time to take a shower."
I took a towel and immediately set foot into the bathroom. This morning I'm going to take a bath with a therapeutic scented soap foam. I hope the atmosphere of my activities will run quietly, as calm as the therapeutic aroma of the soap I wear. Yeah, I hope so. What is wrong with praying?
Two hours later...
At seven o'clock in the morning I set off from home to Angkasa Group. It should only take half an hour to get to the office. But, due to the traffic jam, I had to arrive at the office at eight in a few minutes. Fortunately, he still had time to fill the absence. If not, I can say that today is too late.
"Good morning, Cecilia." Aurel came up to me when he just arrived at the door of my own room.
"Aurel?"
"This is the report file I did yesterday. You can check it out, Cecilia. Mr. Jackson said, he asked you to report it. Excuse me, yeah." Aurel smiled at me.
The woman in a long-sleeved white shirt immediately said goodbye after submitting her report to me. I don't know why I feel so strange when the situation between us is like this. It's not usual for Aurel to be warm to me. Or did Jackson intervene to handle Aurel himself for me? I don't know, I don't know for sure.
Let's get to work, Cecilia.
Then I entered my room. This 3x2 meter room is enough to accompany me all day work. In this room there is also a document vault where the key code is only I know. It seems like everything Jackson has prepared for me. So yes, let's just get to work.
By lunchtime...
"Huh .. tired of it."
At half-twelfth noon I just finished reporting the progress of the acquisition process to Jackson. Jackson just replied to my email with the word OK. He's so simple. But shortly afterwards he called me.
"Hello?" I'll pick up the phone immediately.
"Good work." She praised me.
Hah, it's easy for him to praise. Don't know what if I forget to drink coffee.
"Still nauseous?" askinya.
I remember the things I suffered. "Not anymore. The doctor's medicine I always take in the morning" I replied.
"Just morning?" ask again.
"Haha." He even laughed. "Want to check again? I want to see his face" he said, which made my heart suddenly feel sad.
Jackson really spoils me. The change in her attitude to be gentle proves the truth of Angela's words about men. Which man would be the same if he were in love. And I hope Jackson will always love me. I always want to be spoiled by him. Want to be treated gently and cared for. Because basically, the woman is indeed spoiled to her partner.
"Seeing faces?" I try to digest his words.
"Yes. Look at my son's face." She confirmed that I was pregnant with her child.
I don't know who's really crazy. Jackson wanted to see the face of his son who had not counted months at all. Even for the fertilization itself I do not know whether it works or not. But hopefully this fertilization works so Jackson is more responsible to me. I wish he really wanted this kid.
"Master, how could he see his face. It's only a matter of weeks" I said, explaining.
"Where do you know?" He asked me.
"Nr ...." I thought for a moment.
"Cecilia."
"Yes?"
"You're pregnant after we've done the second time." Jackson.
"What?!!" I'm surprised I'm not playing.
"And now your gestational age is three weeks," he said again.
My phone accidentally fell after hearing from her. I was surprised not to play when I found out that I was pregnant. Turns out the fertilization worked.
Oh my God, am I gonna be a mother?
Whether to be happy or sad, I don't know. I heard Jackson talking to me from there. But, neglected. I am still shocked to hear this news.
My baby ....
Mixed feelings enveloped my heart. I also don't understand why Jackson told him on the phone, not in the face. Maybe he wanted to surprise me or there was a reason I didn't know about.
"Miss Cecilia."
In the middle of my daydream, suddenly the door of the room was knocked from outside. I soon realized what I was thinking. It quickly wiped away the tears that almost fell to the surface.
I picked up the phone and I saw Jackson had switched off his phone. He then sent me a message that moved my heart. Our photo was on vacation on the beach at the time, where she carried me in her bridal style.
Jackson, I .. love you very much.
I'm moved. Unknowingly, an employee of Angkasa Group entered my room.
"Sorry, Miss. Someone came looking for you" he said, telling me.
I'm back to focusing on work. "Who?" ask her.
"Mr Hadden." The employee told me.
The hadden? Holy hooch!
My heart was racing when I found out who was coming. Turns out Hadden came to see me. I don't know what he wants this time. He wanted to ask the truth why I was here.
Hadden probably already knew what was going on. And I have to anticipate it immediately. I must be ready to face this war. No retreat from the battlefield, whatever the reason.