Love Anya For X

Anya has decided.

Hana was no less surprised. The woman tried to press as much as possible the look of her face to look mediocre.

As it regained its strength, Anya stood up from the chair. His eyes focused on Hana, reluctant to turn her on Axton.

Instead of being angry or crying, Anya smiled gently. It was the sweetest and most beautiful smile Axton had ever seen. The most soothing smile, as well as painful for him.

Without saying anything, Anya passed the two with her head held high. His steps did not waver in the least, but Axton swore, a single tear caught his sense of sight!

Nah!

Not like this.

Anya should be angry with him. The woman should have cried roaring, yelled at, even slapped herself. Not even show its rigidity, because it will only make Axton's heart more torn.

Hana's right hand moved closer. Just as the tip of his finger touched Axton's left hand, the man had already run after the wife without turning his head in her direction.

Hana's stunned. A small laugh came out from the woman's mouth, while her eyes had gotten wet.

He's too arrogant.

He's too confident.

At any moment, Axton will never return to her.

***

Axton ran to the side of the highway. His eyes could not see every road and people passing there.

Naughtiness! He's invisible anywhere. The woman disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.

Anya covered her mouth with both hands tightly. Frightened, Axton heard the woman's breath. He hid behind a standing banner in one of the alleys.

Anya flinched as Axton punched hard at the power pole that was in front of her, before leaving the place.

Axton takes his car and leaves Hana. He had to hurry to meet Anya. He wants to straighten everything out. He wants ... Anya beat him so that the pain he was feeling was a little less.

***

In the taxi Anya cried without a sound. Although making her breath more tight, the woman still bit her lips with all her might to hurt, to muffle the sound of sobs.

Now he knows why Axton has been coming home late at night for a while now. Now he knew, if they still met each other even though they had separated. And most importantly, now he knows, that ..he never once stopped in the man's heart.

Anya feels stupid. He should have been self-conscious. Axton won't just let Hana out of his grasp. Hana was the first woman that the man loved. So, it's definitely the same as him, Axton also will not be that easy to forget Hana.

Anya scratched the tip of her nails until they were released, so that both her hands stopped shaking. He continued to pry the nails even though the blood had started to come out of there. As if numb, he did not care about the pain that began to whack some parts of his body. To him, this was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

The taxi he was riding in suddenly stopped by the side of the road. Doni, the young man who became the driver of Anya's taxi, immediately stopped his car when he saw Anya crying.

He had indeed been watching Anya since earlier through the middle rearview mirror.

Doni looked back. His eyes looked at the beautiful woman. "Sir, I don't know what Mbak has to face, but I hope what I'm doing can help Ma'am" he said as he opened the car door.

"Cry as hard as you can, if it can lighten a little bit of the burden on your heart. I'll wait outside, until you feel better." He said again before closing the door and standing away, turning his back on the car.

A second after the driver closed the door, at that moment Anya was crying roaring while hitting hard on her chest. The woman spilled everything in there.

The sound of his cries rang out to the exit of the car, making the young man who was turning his back to the car, bow his head deeply.

***

The sound of the door slam surprised Bi Rahmi who was cleaning the kitchen. Axton got into the house in a hurry. The goal is Anya's room.

"Mom's not home yet, sir. Supermarkets are usually full." Reply Bi Rahmi.

"What's the matter, sir?" tanya Bi Rahmi later.

Axton ignored the middle-aged woman's question. The man was lightning fast back out of the house.

***

Hannah came home with tears. Silvana who welcomed kontan rushed to hug his only child.

"What's up, baby? What's up?" silvana asked worriedly.

"Yeah! Sickness, Mom! SAKIIYIT!" Hana was crying roaring.

Silvana let go of her embrace and held both of Hana's shoulders. "What's sick, son?" tanyanya while looking at the entire body of Hana, to ensure the part of the body that the child means.

Hana did not answer. The woman hardened her sobs.

***

It had been two hours Axton surrounded all the places where Anya had been, but he had not yet managed to find Anya. The wife's phone was deliberately switched off. He had also called Callista to ask where Anya was, but the result was the same. Naughtiness! Anya is nowhere.

"Where are you?" his mind is desperate.

Anya did not understand very well the ins and outs of this City, so it was impossible for her to go too far. But where else should he look?

***

Anya walked to her room. Thank goodness Axton has not returned and Bi Rahmi is no more.

The woman ran small upstairs to clean up all her stuff.

He opened the closet and dropped his suitcase. Anya pegged for a moment when she saw a testpack in the suitcase. Anya remembers, she once hid that thing there.

Anya took the testpack and held it tightly before putting it back into the suitcase. He had to hurry before Axton arrived.

Yeah, Anya has decided to get away from Axton.

For him, leaving now or later was the same, he would still leave this house. So why wait any longer, if he can leave right now?

Finished cleaning up all her belongings, Anya went downstairs while dragging her suitcase.

He stared at the house for a long time. The house he had been living in for the past year. The house that he should hate, because it bears witness to all the bitterness he faces.

The house belongs to someone he loves.

His eyes wandered into every corner of the passage and only stopped at an object displayed on the television table.

It was their wedding photo. Maxim had Axton print their wedding photos as big as possible to display on the wall of the television room, but Axton refused. That guy wouldn't do it. This is the little photo he printed.

Anya took the photo and stroked it for a while before putting it back in a closed position.

His memory suddenly floated on Maxim, his Father-in-law who was far away from here.

Anya did not dare to imagine how he would react, after knowing their separation. He also had no intention of telling Maxim. Let that be Axton's job. Anya was too afraid to hear the disappointment of the In-laws.

Anya wiped away the tears that almost came out of her eye patch. She had cried enough earlier, so, there would be no more tears as she walked out of this house.

"Goodbye" said the woman, dragging her suitcase away.