Love Wrong Target

Love Wrong Target
Chapter 4 Ending This Relationship



"Good afternoon Namira" Sapa Linda, she is Namira's confidant in this boutique. If Namira is not here, Linda is the one who takes care of the work here. Such as handling customer orders and also supervising the performance of the employees who work in this boutique.


"good afternoon Lin"


"do I need to help you, ma'am?"


"for now there is no Lin. I want to go directly to my room, oh yes if Mr. Alvan here, immediately tell me to come to see me yes!" Namira gave a message to her trust employees.


"Good ma'am" Linda replied obediently.


Namira walked into his work space nuanced all purple, ranging from wall paint to furniture.


He began to check the results of yesterday's sales report that had not been checked. He was too busy taking care of the wedding preparations until his job was a little neglected. Fortunately there is Linda who can be relied on, so Namira as the owner just need to check the results of the report only.


Geck.. Geck.. Geck..


Namira raised her head when she heard the sound of the door being knocked. His heart was beating faster than usual. Not because of falling in love, but because of the eternal self-control.


"get in!" namira shouted half.


The door seems to be moving. And a man entered the room with a sweet smile that adorned his handsome face. He was Alvan, someone Namira had been waiting for him to come. That man is the reason why he's here now.


"sorry a little long, dear, because the road is jammed so late at this hour" said Alvan a little bored with sweaty face.


It seemed like he was running from the boutique parking lot towards his room on this second floor. Namira's boutique is indeed quite spacious, so it must be quite tiring if you have to run from the main door to this study.


In the past, maybe Namira will be very moved by the struggle that Alvan did in order to quickly meet him. He would definitely immediately hug and wipe his sweat using a tissue.


But not now, whatever Alvan does he doesn't care at all. He just sat quietly looking at the man in front of him who was walking closer and closer.


"a beautiful flower for the most beautiful woman" Alvan pulled out a bouquet of red roses that he hid behind his back, then gave it to Namira.


Indecisively Namira received the beautiful-looking flower, then placed it on the table just like that. Unlike usual who will immediately smell the flowers given by her future husband.


Alvan was astonished to see Namira's unusual attitude. He thought his fiancee must have been angry because she had arrived late.


"don't you like the flowers, honey? if I don't like it, I'll buy another one!"


Namira just kept quiet and did not respond. His eyes looked empty. He wanted to open his mouth to talk but it was very difficult. Her lips are locked, not moving.


No response from Namira. He was still silent without a word coming out of his mouth.


"don't be angry again dong dear, if you like gini so add gemesin loh. It's more beautiful to look at!" Alvan pinched his fiance's cheek, but there was no reaction from Namira. The woman was swept away in her own daydream.


Alvan began to bring the face closer, moving more and more like going to kiss the woman who was very much in love. Namira was jolted from her daydream and reflexively slapped the man's cheek.


Suddenly, Alvan's shadow while sleeping with another woman flashed through Namira's mind because of the actions her future husband had done just now. He felt he did not want to be kissed by people who had given his kiss to other women as well.


"why you, baby? why slap me?" Alvan held her cheek which was painful due to the hard slap Namira gave her.


"because you deserve it!" Namira got up from her seat with a look full of anger. Like a lion ready to tear the flesh of its prey right then and there.


"what's wrong with you? why is acting so weird?" Alvan still did not understand the situation that was happening. The man was a little upset to see the change in attitude of his woman, who was originally sweet to be unfounded like this, but last afternoon when fitting a wedding dress, everything was fine.


Alvan did not know after his departure this afternoon, there was an unexpected thing that made Namira's heart turn one hundred and eighty degrees to him.


He wondered in his heart. Just because of a small mistake Namira can get this angry. The feeling is starting to get bad now. She was afraid that Namira knew something she had been hiding.


The man was very afraid of losing Namira's love because he really loved her with all his soul. Just imagine it feels like it can't. Especially if everything she fears becomes real. He really didn't expect that to happen.


Namira picks up her phone, fiddles with it for a while then throws it at Alvan.


"you're evil" that's all Namira said.


Alvan immediately picks up Namira's phone which falls right near her feet. He started to touch the screen and see what was inside.


Cold sweat started to flow. Alvan was very surprised to see the photo in the flat object. Alvan slept with another woman next to him. He really did not expect that Namira would know the things that were kept secret by him in this way.


Alvan thought hard who had sent this damn photo to his future wife. He also guessed that there must be people who want to ruin his happiness with Namira. Because he never thought anyone would take his picture at the time of the incident that night.


"it's not what you see, baby. I can explain everything!" Alvan reached Namira's hand, but the woman brushed him off as if disgusted at his fiance.


"nothing needs to be explained. If you really love another woman, just end this relationship!" one tear drop escaped wetting Namira's cheeks.


"there is no other woman I love besides you Namira. You are the only woman I love in this world" Alvan said emotionally. Even his eyes glazed over saying that.


"li lie. If you love me, why hurt me like this? you have betrayed and you cannot forgive. Cancel our marriage, because I can't live with someone who has ruined my life" Namira's eyes stared intently at the future husband who is now a former status.