
At 6 in the morning,
Mark woke up with a head that still felt heavy, his stomach a little nauseous, rushed the man ran into the bathroom vomiting violently on the toilet, "Damn," while massaging his temple Markpun rushed out to the kitchen to drink coffee.
Just up to the stairs suddenly he was surprised by the greeting of a middle-aged woman who was none other than ART that he had hired for his new home for about a month, "Good morning Sir, good morning, welcome to your new home," The Aunt bowed respectfully, Mark replying with only a nod his head was still dizzy as well, "Please make me coffee, Bi" he sat at the dinner table and had breakfast and newspapers were available.
Before long the Aunt offered him a cup of coffee, "I'm going to clean up your room, is there anything I have to prepare again?" he asked, "No, thank you" Mark replied with a sip of coffee.
After his maid left, Mark let go of his view of the back yard, the white Vitrase curtain was already open and neatly tied, so that clearly the view of the sea and the shore could be seen from his dining room, "People come people go....Hmmm" he muttered as he grabbed the newspaper to dismiss all his thoughts about Chelsea, but again the girl's spoiled smile filled every sheet, Mark took a deep breath, folded the newspaper and threw it away.
"It's all done, sir," again his maid broke her dream, "Thank you," Mark replied as he passed, Bi Wati just watched his departure in wonder, her master looked like he was not excited to live, when young, he was just looking at his passing, handsome is also rich, "What's wrong with today's children?" his mind while shaking did not understand.
Mark buried his head long under the swift shower, if his brain could even want to be washed, "Maybe the best for him is like this," again Mark tried to convince himself that he wished his heart was calm but still could not, "Or should I go to his house?, what if the girl kicked me out?, but she was my wife!.....Uh! wasn't he forced into this marriage from the beginning? evidently he followed his father away, Yes!" His mind continues to be possessed about Chelsea, even if the girl loves him, surely he will not follow his father thought Mark while hitting the bathroom wall hard until his fist was slightly torn bloodied, but wonder he had no pain there, but it was his heart that was bleeding!
kesian....,
but ganteeeeng kaaaan?????
"Today please someone pack my clothes in there! just my shirt!" Mark's orders were passed to someone, while he was bandaging a wound in his right hand.
Then he called Chelsea, this time there was a connecting tone and he lifted it, at a glance Mark looked at his phone with a pounding heart, "Hallo darling," Mark ventured to greet, but a raucous voice sounded, "Get you away from my son, I've cancelled the marriage, I'll send you the annulment letter soon!" then Tut..tut..tut..the connecting tone is interrupted even the phone is like turned off.
Mark slammed his phone in annoyance, his face turned red, but long thought he ran towards the garage but only his favorite D-brand motorbike was parked there, he remembered that he had not taken his car which was still parked in the club.
Mark is riding his bike fast, he is no longer thinking about the safety of his soul, with only 1 hour he has arrived at the main gate of the Chelsea house.
Mark just dropped his bike and ran in, "Watch me up the fence!" He said to them again, when he got in front of the house, six people with double stature of him came against him and dragged him away from the door, Mark hit one of them, until finally the six beat him mercilessly.
Mark kept fighting while continuing to call Chelsea out, "My wife.... Chelsea out!" he shouted, it appeared that one of the Chelsea guards had collapsed, but because it was not a draw now he was the one who fell to the carport covered with blood, but he still survived.
Apparently Chelsea heard a commotion from the balcony of her room and ran down the stairs, Mr. James who had been sitting quietly on the sofa knowing what was going on, no less swiftly confronted Chelsea under the stairs, pulled the hand of his daughter who seemed to insist on going to the door, "Daddy won't let you suffer anymore, go to your room, baby!" Mr Pinta. James resolutely, the girl only returned her father's gaze while glazed over, finally Mr. James let him go, and immediately Chelsea ran to leave him, "You're not who he is anymore!" Continue Mr. James shouted, returning casually the old man sat down on the sofa.
Her father's last words left her a little hesitant, Chelsea slowly opened the door, seeing her estranged ex-husband covered in spontaneous blood Chelsea hysterically, "Stop!!!" her scream as she ran to Mark who was now crumbling in her arms, the girl wiped the blood of her ex-husband while crying bitterly, "Hit him again? you'll get me dead after this!" he shouted while staring at his guards with a wild look full of anger.
The six bodyguards are now simultaneously standing, looking at each other with faces of confusion, in addition to Mr.'s orders. James got rid of the man who was coming looking for his daughter, Mr. James knew Mark was coming because more or less he knew Mark's nature.
Mark looked like he almost unconsciously looked at her, "Why did you come? go home, we're over" said Chelsea by stroking him, the man fainted on his lap, back Chelsea hysterical thought her ex-husband had died at the time. "You'll find me dead too, your master will regret it!" The screech is full of revenge.
"Young master just fainted Miss." Answer one of them, worried that the lady would kill herself, she thought, "Please take her to the hospital" Chelsea asked them, still sobbing, seen his bodyguard swiftly carrying Mark to the car that Mark usually brought to pick him up, before long the car was lost from his sight.
Chelsea still did not budge in the carport crying for the former blood of her ex-husband who almost filled his shirt, Bi Inah who had been sitting limp in front of the door finally as strong as he could to rise memorize his Miss.
Hugged Chelsea while sobbing, "Young master will be fine Miss" he said softly braced, then he broke the girl into the house, Chelsea threw away her face when her father looked at her, he continued walking up the stairs with Bi Inah, Mr. James Sayup said, "You don't realize anything, honey" but Chelsea ignored him anyway.
"Indeed Mark is not who he is anymore" said the girl, "I only suffer, if someone is hurt in front of me" he murmured softly to Bi Inah, Bi Inah stroked his little master's shoulder, "The young master was just his nose and temples bleeding, Miss calm down" Bi Inah said slightly calming him down, "Help me find out about Bi's situation," Chelsea's plea chimed in, he hid his pain, "Just about his recovery, nothing more" continued Chelsea again, Bi Inah nodded, "Yes, Aunt promise!" Bi Inah answered seriously.
Bi Inah left her young Miss who was sitting limp on the edge of the mattress, since last night indeed her Miss looked moody, until the morning Chelsea refused to eat just drink the milk was not spent, it was not spent, Bi Inah understands there is a seed of love there it is clearly visible from the change in his non attitude that if Bi Inah fishing mention Mark said deliberately Chelsea look sparkling, sparkling, Bi Inah believes they have been in love for a long time.
Continue????.....