I Just Want to Be Loved

I Just Want to Be Loved
Celebrations.



Cyka sighed.


Because the invitation from his superiors who said that he had to come with him to the celebration held at RISKY HOTEL, the sentence continued to ring in his brain.


This morning the waiter gave a set of party dresses complete with shoes and other accessories that came from Fakhri. His mind stares at the kaun located above his bed.


Should I wear it ? I'm not even sure I want to come there, how I refuse, that's what's on his mind right now.


With a deep breath, he finally put it on.


The dress that Fakhri prepared was a one piece party dress with no long sleeves knee-length light blue and high heels in harmony with the dress she was wearing, sea blue is Cyka's favorite color and is best matched with its smooth white skin.


Cyka just put on a thin face and then scratched her long hair.


She opened her dresser drawer, she took the ring box and opened it. After parting ways with Risky he still keeps the ring that was placed on his ring finger by Risky on his wedding day.


She wanted to throw away everything she had to do with herself, hoping to erase her memory of her husband, but I don't think her efforts have been successful, do not remove his shadow from his heart as the ring is not able to be removed.


Tok.


" Are you ready ?". Fakhri's voice behind the door.


Hearing Fakhri's voice, Cyka put the ring box back into the drawer.


" It's sir".


Crick.


The door he opened.


Fakhri's eyes seemed bewitched to see a very beautiful Cyka wearing the dress she had given him.


' Perfect'. in english.


" What's wrong sir ? does it look weird ?".


Fakhri was wrong.


" No, you look so pretty". Fakhri said honestly.


Cyka just smiled faintly at her praise.


In the car, Cyka looks very nervous, clenching her hands. Without him knowing, his condition did not escape the attention of Fakhri.


" What's up ? why do you look so nervous ?".


Fakhri's voice broke Cyka's daydream.


" No, I'm fine sir". Cyka replied weakly, with a fake smile, clearly at this moment she felt very scared.


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In front of the hotel his steps seemed to feel so heavy, he was reluctant to go inside.


" Sim...! what's wrong with you ? don't you want to come with me in ?"


Fakhri began to feel uncomfortable with the unclear behavior of his secretary.


" You're nervous, is this your first time attending a celebration?".


" No, it's not like that".


" Be calm there is me, so you don't have to worry. "


Cyka nodded slowly.


There was a low noise inside the hotel hall. All of Risky's employees and family members and invited guests to attend the Hotel's birthday celebration.


All eyes were fixed on the door of the Hall as Cyka stepped side by side with Falhri.


" Look at that Miss Cyka, right ?".


" Wuah is Risky's wife".


" What's going on, isn't she our CEO's wife ?".


" Why is he with another man"


" What I heard he lost 4 years ago".


" Is it because he cheated on her, you don't know shame, how dare she be here."


The whispers were very clearly heard by Cyka's ears which were automatically heard also by the man beside her at this time.


Cyka bit her lower lip, this is what she's been afraid of. Suddenly Fakhri pulls Cyka's arm, surprised and looks at her.


" If you believe the accusation is not true, then stop being afraid and assert your body and believe in yourself". Whispered Fakhri without looking at him.


From a distance Cyka saw Risky with his family in the middle of the hall, Risky stared intently at him, at each step felt like stepping on a mine.


His heart was so sick and sliced because next to him was currently sitting a woman he knew so well 4 years ago, a face he could not forget.


Fakhri takes him closer to the main character of the celebration.


" You....!"


Madame Kalista's voice, stared intently at Cyka by raising her eyebrows.


" Feel the Lord and Lady Aditama, thank you for your invitation".


Fakhri politely greeted them by shaking the hands of everyone at the table.


Cyka could only sculpt without saying anything.


Realizing everyone's gaze was so sharp on Cyka, Fakhri was sure it made Cyka uncomfortable lingering near them.


" I don't know if you know each other or not, but I'd like to introduce him as my secretary, Cyka Flesia".


" really ? of course we know who he is, because we know him very well."


Raina's voice sounded like she was humbling Cyka with her cynical smile.