Look at Me, My Husband
S2 Mother of my son 53
The days went by so quickly, Dennis disappeared after saying goodbye. No word from that handsome guy. Whether you have flown to the land of Uncle Sam or still in Indonesia, no one knows. Dennis vanished in the earth.
Naina chose to refocus on Vienna and reorganize her heart. However, he still has to fix his feelings for Wira. The man is still waiting for his answer. If you can be selfish, you prefer to live alone. Not Pieter or Dennis. And certainly not back to the hero. He just wanted to spend the rest of his life with Vienna.
However, life forced him to consider the Hero. There is Vienna among them. There are traces of the past and his guilt feelings for Wira, which makes him have to prioritize Wira more than other men. And there are many other reasons that make him start to open up slowly to the former.
For almost a week now, Naina has occupied her old house with Vienna and Rima. Don't be asked what it feels like when those memories spin back in plain sight, wriggling from hiding. Back at home that was once the source of her happiness. Setting foot in a place that was once the reason for smiling and crying.
Hero, the man still remains the same. Always spend time after the office by accompanying Vienna. He was just about to go home when he made sure his daughter was completely asleep. What about Mom and Dad? Of course Opa and Oma Vienna also do the same. Almost every day he visits his grandson. Bring Vienna her favorite food, buy her toys and there's a lot more indulgence lavished on the little girl.
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Time is so fast it is almost not overtaken. After passing through the busy days at RD Group, finally the peak of the event was present in plain sight. Riadi Dirgantara Group's birthday celebration held at one of the star hotels also arrived.
The hero grips firmly at the steering wheel of his sports car with a million resentfully collected. He was forced to stop the pace of his luxury mounts just behind Pieter's black Range Rover. The twilight bed lay beautifully on the West side, blushing so beautifully. However, the beauty of the afternoon was not in line with the feelings and disappointment in the heart of the Hero.
“Pieter, you cheated me! You said compete healthily, but you stole start.” Wira spoke to the Deputy Director of the RD Group through handsfree tucked in her right ear.
“I'm not cheating on you, Bro. I had promised my assistant well in advance,” said Pieter chuckled as he turned around from his sitting position and saw that Wira's car was parked behind his car.
“It is also part of our work. Considering me and Naina are the hosts of events other than Pram, so it's only natural that we leave for the event venue together.” Pieter again chuckled.
“Badness. Competition becomes unfair, when you bring the name RD Group.” The hero held back the upset. He was already planning to go to the venue with Naina and Pieter messing things up. He lost one more step.
“After all, Naina's dress was a pair in my suit, so we had better leave together. You can drive him home later. I don't mind,” said Pieter gave the idea.
“Whose are you? Organize everything. I'm the father of his daughter,” grumbled Wira, smiling. Later, he began to get close to Pieter. Their relationship is not only on the job, but also off the job.
“I. It's still part of the job, bro. No, don't argue with me. We meet at the party.” Pieter quits her chatter after seeing Naina come out of the gate of her house in a long black gown gift from her. Her hair was a simple bun with a few children's hair breaking out of her pincers. A simple makeup with a tiny handbag perfected her beauty this afternoon.
Pieter opens the door of her car from the inside and lets Naina inside. He deliberately did not go out and wait in the car as Naina requested. As usual, his legs were an excuse for him. He is not free to go here and there with crutches in hand.
“Aready, Angel?” ask Pieter, smiling. Secretly admiring the beauty of the assistant.
“Already, Sir.”
“We leave now.” Pieter ruled on his driver.
***
The five-star hotel ballroom in South Jakarta is an option for RD Group's anniversary celebrations. Once into the ballroom the invited guests have been spoiled with room decorations that are so beautiful. Dozens of round tables with chairs surrounded it, filling part of the party room.
The song with the melodious voice of the biduanita accompanied the invited guests to eat the prepared dish. In addition to choosing to sit, it seemed that some invited guests gathered at some point while chatting casually. On the left and right side of the room, looks tiny lodges serving typical food archipelago and Western. From Solo Strait to Salmon en Croute, from Soto Betawi to Zuppa Soup are available.
Even at one of the buffet tables, you can find market snacks that side by side with a small dessert typical of the country of four seasons. After a long time accompanying Pieter, Naina chooses to chat with Stella at one corner of the party.
He could see familiar faces that he knew. There was Bara who took his wife, accompanied by his eldest daughter. He also had a look with Wira, who tonight looks handsome with a black tuxedo and bow tie. The man came alone, not accompanied by his assistant. And the main ones are the event owners, Pram and Kailla. The couple were busy entertaining guests, leaving the twins with caregivers and assistants.
“Slight, Nai.” Stella smiles.
“My feet are almost numb. Too long not wearing this high heel. It feels like to be let go.” Naina complains while pulling her long dress to see her flushed toes.
“Half hour the show is over. Madame Kailla had been pouting since earlier, it seemed like the naughty mistress had asked to go home.” Stella chuckles. The tip of her index finger leads to Kailla holding one of her sons.
In the middle of the second chat, Pieter suddenly came to interject. “Angel, are you here? I've been looking for you since.” Pieter walked with crutches on his right hand. Her left hand was grasping Naina's favorite orange juice.
“This is for you,” he said slowly, handing the orange juice that was still intact in the glass glass to Naina.
“Ste, you searched Pram,” continued Pieter again.
“Hah! At a time like this .. he still won't let me go. Mr. Pram is amazing,” complained Stella while shaking her head.
“Nai, I stay, yes.” Stella says goodbye while patting Naina's arm.
“How, Angel?” ask Pieter. “You liked the party?” continue man, smile.
“I'm worried Vienna is looking for me.” A cloudy look coiled on Naina's pretty face. Sighing, he took a sip of orange juice in his glass.
“A minute. Who are you going home with, Angel?” ask Pieter. “You waiting for me or have my driver drive you home?” bargain Pieter again.
“I can take a taxi. Doesn't it matter if I go home first, sir?” ask Naina doubtfully.
Pieter glanced at the clock on her wrist, the time already showing at 21:05 p.m. “Alright, no problem. Seriously don't want a driver, Angel?” bargain Pieter again.
“No, Sir.”
“Good. Greetings to Vienna.” Pieter smilingly looked at the back of Naina who was walking away from him, disappearing amidst the crowd.
***
Naina just came out of the toilet. Both of his legs are numb. Repeatedly yawning, his head felt heavy. Stand in front of the sink, tidying up her hairdo and dress. Suddenly his eyes twitched.
“Why with my head. The feeling was fine,” said Naina, staring at a young girl who had just entered the toilet.
It was seen he was massaging his temple, driving away the dizziness that suddenly came whack. I don't know what happened next, Naina doesn't know anymore. He lost consciousness a few seconds later. The black-clothed body fell to the floor right in front of the sink.
Bruk!
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Tbc
