
A silent atmosphere enveloped the entire room of Gard's residence. Apparently, none of them turned on the television or any other sound. Similarly, with the household assistants, many of those who take a day off make the house like a palace feel quiet.
But not with a room on the second floor of the residence. There was a loud voice echoing in the room.
"Haβ Hansen, get out!" nata's orders were completely immovable for him.
"I told you you'd be mine, after I divorced Foryn," said a burly man on top of her.
Nata seems to keep trying to get rid of Hansen from her. He looked around to make sure there was something he could use.
Realizing that there was a vase of flowers on his small table, his hand tried to grab the vase.
He threw a medium-sized vase on the head of a man on it.
"Aghhh!!! Nata, what are you doing?!" hansen asked in a loud voice. His hand held onto the head that had been bleeding due to a vase of flowers thrown at him.
The man then rose from above Nata's body. It was a chance for him to escape.
"Why did you do that to me?! Do you think my head doesn't hurt?!" his babble until not realizing that Nata pointed a sharp object at him.
"I'm asking you out now, or β¦."
"Or what?! Or are you going to kill me now? Heuh, well ... This time you can get away, but not for the next one," he insisted, who then moved out of Nata's room.
The woman laid her body on a bed so wide. His hand rubbed the soft mattress over the thick snow.
He then grabbed his phone which was inside his sling bag.
"You were once my favorite. But not for now after you have broken my heart into pieces" Nata said, staring in a portrait on his phone.
He rubbed the face of a man in the photo. In an instant, his mind was filled by that one man alone.
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The dark sky turned bright as morning replaced night. The sound of birds chirping adds to the warmth that exists in the residence.
A woman appeared to be busying herself in the room. She applied thin makeup on her face. In addition, she also wears luxurious and elegant jewelry, of course the price is worth the beauty.
Not long after, the woman who was mentioned as Nata stepped her feet down the stairs. He walked straight to the exit. He drives a sparkling black car. The car was traveling at high speed to a place that seemed unfamiliar to him.
He spent an hour on the way to the building where Foryn was being treated.
His figure who had just got out of the car was immediately warmly welcomed by the owner of the mental hospital.
"Welcome, Miss. Natalia. Please ... "greet while pointing the way at the woman.
"By the way, how's he doing right now?" nata asked on the way to Floryn's room.
"His condition is getting worse, he's always mentioning Mr. Hansen's. Hmm, if you may know, why Mr. Hansen never came to visit her?" the hospital chief asked Nata.
"Because she .. didn't love him."
****"
Meanwhile, it seems Hansen is making a riot in his home. He argued with his elderly grandfather. His emotions overflowed like boiling water.
"If from the beginning you only loved Nata, why did you have to divorce her?" ask the grandfather with a look of pity.
"Now Grandpa is asking me that?! Don't be crazy .. You told me to do that yourself!" accuse Hansen of grinning.
"Oh, so now Grandpa wants to blame me for your mistakes? It's up to Grandpa, the point is .. I'll keep divorcing Foryn!" hansen then left the room.
However, it seems that his grandfather did not allow him to leave. Some of the muscular men insisted on blocking his way out of the house, as per the command of the powerful.
"Grandfather .. Don't be like this! Am I a child?!"
"You can't get out of the house. Please try as hard as you can, but I still won't allow you to leave!" he said while showing a face that did not like Hansen.
It was not the young master who left, but the middle-aged who then left him alone in the room.
Feeling furious, Hansen stepped his foot hard. The sound of her footsteps could be heard echoing throughout the room.
He has his own private workspace. He picked up the phone that was in his pocket.
Apparently, Hansen was calling someone to bring something to his house.
****
The hour hand went so fast that Nata forgot that it was late afternoon. He decided to leave the mental hospital. The woman drove back to the car she parked.
At low speed, Nata stopped his car at a five-star restaurant.
Once inside, some people who felt familiar with his figure came to him at the dining table.
"Ah, Ms. Nata ... What do you want to order?" ask one of the workers.
"I'd like to order a cake for appetizers, lobster and salad for dessert. Just drink strawberry cream."
"Okay, please wait. We'll serve you the best food, Miss." The worker walked away from him.
There were some other workers talking about it in the back. But Nata did not care about it, he only focused on the keyboard on his phone.
Not long after, several people were seen carrying his order. They served the food in a friendly manner. His smile was etched on their faces.
"Thank you .. " said Nata, smiling widely.
"The same, Miss. Enjoy β¦."
As soon as the workers were after delivering the order, Nata refocused on the phone in his hand.
She called a man who was none other than her husband.
After several attempts to contact the man, his call was finally received.
"Hello, Nata. I miss you so much .. I hope the time passes quickly," she opened the conversation on the phone.
"If you miss me, why don't you call me first?" The man fell silent as soon as he heard his words. Feeling no response, Nata turned off their phone.
"Naβ Nata!! Ah, it seems like she's angry .. but it's my fault for not contacting her first." In an instant, the look on his face turned gloomy after he had shown a smile as soon as he got a call from Nata.
On the other hand, feeling furious, Nata put the spoon in her hand hard. Both of his hands caressed his long hair.
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