Killing Me Softly's

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Tonight the sadness so enveloped Lyra's heart. He stayed in his own room while Moeis was in the study and did not return to the room.

Lyra had tried to talk again with Moeis but it wasn't easy. Moeis is so covered with her emotions.

One thing Lyra still thinks about, who sent her pictures to Barack. So for a few days he met Barack, someone followed him. Wh-wh-what for? Who her?

Even until 3 a.m., Lyra just lay closed her eyes. But the consciousness is still full and there is no drowsiness at all. His mind also continued to spin nonstop.

….

Moeis entered her room to prepare for a bath. He was tired and thought nothing. Focus on what you want to do this morning.

Lyra has moved several times. He may have just fallen asleep for a few hours.

Lyra heard the sound of shower splashing when she opened her eyes.

When you look at the clock, it's only 5:20.

He pinched his hair, sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Moeis to finish.

The nervous feeling is getting worse.

Ceklek…

Lyra turned her head, holding back to ask for a moment. Until finally Moeis has been dressed neatly.

"Moeists…"

There was no response from him.

"I'm sorry. I know you're disappointed, but.."

"Whatever, if you think he's good. Then keep going with her. Mind it…"

Lyra's approaching. Actually do not know what to say, but the origin of Moeis can understand.

"The photos really made a mistake…"

Moeis sighed.

"I'm not jealous. But you made my mind even more confused about it, there are still many that make me angry and unable to think clearly. So don't take this anger of mine just because of that useless photo!!" snapped it.

"Then what's up! It makes me sad. And I don't understand you.." whine Lyra. He could no longer stand this situation.

"That's it"

Lyra grabs Moeis's arm which is about to come out carrying her tie.

"Is there anything else?? Let's fix this.." Lyra pleaded with Moeis.

"Yes, there is something else. You don't need to know, it's not about you. So don't make me angry, forget it.." pinta Moeis.

"Why shouldn't I know?? And if you forbid me to know, change your attitude. Why like this?"

Lyra's phone suddenly rang. Barack called himself and Moeis saw the screen.

Then Moeis just left.

Lyra cried after Moeis came out of the room. Their relationship is good enough and makes them happy. But now everything seems to be back.

He calls Barack a second time.

"What's wrong?"

"Mmm.., are you busy? Want to go to the foundation?" ask Barack.

"No…"

"What's with your voice? Why.."

Lyra decided to tell Barack this.

"Barack, we can still help Ryan. But we can't see each other again, honestly this is a problem for my husband. I think your fiancee can misunderstand later too. Sorry, please understand.."

"What's going on? We're not that close"

"Yes, but I'm in trouble. It's my fault, not yours. So don't mind, sorry again. I'm closing…"

Lyra closed the call. He tried to breathe a sigh of relief despite the weight.

All day, Lyra was just in the room. He kept working on his laptop and video calls with his secretary. Discuss some new files and data.

He had lunch at his room table by the window.

…..

Someone knocked on his bedroom door.

"What's up, Bi?"

"Mrs, there's a guest downstairs. It looks like he delivered an important item that only Mr or Mrs could receive" he said.

Auntie noticed Lyra's face was puffy. He washed his face and went downstairs to meet the guest.

A car in front of his house. Someone was waiting for him.

"Who's with you, huh?" ask Lyra.

"I'm Rudy, owner of the photo studio. And we delivered goods ordered by Mr. Moeis. What coincidence are you his wife?"

Lyra smiled shaking hands.

"Yes right, I'm Lyra. But, what do you mean, because I wasn't told by my husband"

Mr. Rudy laughed lightly.

"Maybe it's a surprise. He has been ordering for 15 days. These are the high quality printed wedding photos and frames we got from Switzerland"

"Ah, really…"

"You can sign this. And we'll put it down"

"Yes, sir. Please bring in"

Lyra was standing on the sidelines with Mr. Rudy. Monitor the goods being transported inside. The frame is still wrapped in brown paper so that Lyra can not see the photo.

He daydreamed. Can't remember her wedding day anymore. What his face looks like. Is he smiling? What kind of makeup was on her face at that moment?

And how Moeis saw it at that time.

Lyra called Helena to tell her that Rudy was coming. I don't know why he didn't want to contact Moeis personally.

"Helena, tell my husband that Mr. Rudy, the owner of the photo studio, is here today. Call back to say thank you"

"Sorry, Mom. Mr. Moeis has been out of office since lunch and requested cancellation"

"What's? Where's where?"

"Father didn't tell me anything, Mom"

"All right.."

Lyra closed the call anxiously. Where did Moeis go to leave work?

When night falls.

Lyra didn't eat any of her dinners. He just sat quietly at the dinner table waiting for Moeis to come home.

Ellie walked over to bring her some warm tea.

"Mrs, please have a drink"

"Yes…"

Ellie left after seeing his face.

Not long ago Lyra's phone on got a message coming in. An address that tells where Moeis is. And that number he didn't know.

Who sent her?

At first he did not believe it and was about to remove it, but a conviction appeared making him stand up and rush off to ride his own car.

Lyra tries to find the address, driving slowly. He parked his car in front of a big club. Her sight was glued. So many people come in wearing sexy clothes with men.

His heart is racing. Stepping out of the car with doubt. His heart said Moeis was impossible inside.

"Show me your access card" said the entrance guard.

"I don't have any.."

"Then you can't get in"

Lyra sighed.

"Okey, where can I make the card? Tell me. I have to go in now"

But the guard prevented it.

"You must have an acquaintance who already has an access card, take care of it tomorrow afternoon. Can't do it now"

"What's? You crazy? I have to go in now. It's money. Accept it"

Lyra gave her 5 million from her wallet. But they still wouldn't let themselves in. And there was a small discussion. Lyra retreated to think of another way.

He stood beside his car thinking of a way. Until he saw a group of people who wanted to get in so crowded, and the guard looked busy.lyra took off his jacket and put on a hat. He slipped quickly.

Eventually Lyra was able to get in despite the half-dead deg-degan. He then searched here and there where the VVIP room was.

Room 13.

Lyra opened the door in the original. Immediately his heart loss just saw Moeis in the hug by a sexy woman in the room that contained several women as well. His heart hurt, even broken.

"Get out!!.." said Lyra in a high tone.

The women looked at him strangely and inevitably came out with ordinary faces. Including women who embraced Moeis.

Moeis turned her face in frustration. How did Lyra find out where she was and get in here?

"What did you do with those women??" lyra asked with emotions out of control.

"What is your business?? Don't interfere, why did you come and mess with my mood?"

Lyra did not expect Moeis' words.

"I... mess up your mood?" ask Lyra slowly.

Moeis.

"You won't understand, if I do something like this. It means that there is something that makes me out of my mind!! I feel crazy and can't handle it!!!" moeis Benthic.

Lyra's eyes started to turn red. So claustrophobic to hear it.

"Why should it be with paid women like them?? Disgust!! I'm your wife.. Can't I be a place where you feel better? Am I not capable enough to help you??"

"You're capable. But that's not what I want right now, I'm feeling crazy so don't interfere..."

Lyra grabbed Moeis' hand. Holding on for a moment because his lips were unable to say anything.

"Is it because of Barack's problem? If anything else says.if it's like this then I can go crazy too..."

"Shut up! You won't understand. And that guy, I never cared about him! That's your business. From now on don't ever interfere in anything I do!"

Moeis went to let go of Lyra's grasp. Makes her cry.

Seriate...