Love Wrong Target

Chapter 48 Jealousy

"Kok even daydream? what's hayoo??" Alvan waved his hands right in front of Namira's face, because seeing the woman still in his heart was like being stunned looking at him while daydreaming about something. Makes Namira aghast because of Alvan.

"why not even ngagetin anyway?!" annoyed Namira.

"i don't really know! you're the one who doesn't focus because most daydreams" seduced Alvan, deliberately to make Namira more upset. According to him, the woman's face looks adorable if it is so sweet.

"you ah!! it's dark.." Namira began to be provoked by the actions of ignorant Alvan.

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry. don't sulk, again yes!"

"who's lashing out? I'm not flirting!" elak Namira put on a jutek face.

"can't you get angry?" Alvan's looking for more.

"did you go home there! bring your food!" Namira exclaims annoyed because Alvan seems to deliberately make him angry.

"yes .. Yes Namira. this time I'm really seriously sorry. so stop the snacking! now you have to eat. You can't refuse anyway! or.. do I want a bribe?" smiling ignorantly Alvan said that.

"ah ah. I can eat by myself!" Reject Namira firmly. He also took the food that Alvan brought earlier, then immediately scooped it quickly and then put it into his mouth greedily.

Alvan smiled with satisfaction at seeing Namira touch her food. It turns out that the ultimate weapon to make Namira want to eat is still powerful until now.

Back when they were together, that's what he always did when Namira was lazy to eat. He always threatened to feed if the woman did not want to eat, and finally Namira immediately ate because she was embarrassed if Alvan really did it.

From far away there was a pair of eyes that saw the incident. The man who was carrying a box of food that he had just bought as a form of concern for his wife. That man is none other than Rafka, Namira's husband.

After Alvan's departure, Rafka rushed to the cafeteria to buy food for his wife. Actually he does not know exactly what Namira's favorite food, so he just guessed the food that seemed to like Namira according to his feeling.

Rafka felt jealous at the sight. There he saw his wife eating the food that Alvan was carrying, and the man beside him was smiling at Namira. And in the end they ate together.

Rafka looked at the food box she was carrying with a pushy look. In his heart he really felt a deep disappointment, as apparently he lost quickly to Namira's former fiancee.

He also saw a happy twinkle from Namira's face, which he had never seen when his wife was nearby. Rafka lowered her face like she was feeling pessimistic now.

In the end the man decided to turn back to the front of Alena's operating room again. But before that he threw the box of food into the trash, because he thought Namira no longer needed food from him. Alvan already gave it to his wife.

Rafka doesn't know until when it will continue like this. To love without being loved. He only knew that it felt more painful than he imagined.

Rafka tries to toughen up, raising her head upright by walking into her sister's operating room.

I knew that man loved Namira very much, because I could see it from the look in his eyes.

And Namira? it also seemed that there was still a feeling for Alvan in his heart.

They both loved each other and I looked like a bully who got in the way of their love. Funny, isn't it?!

I do have Namira's body, though not completely. But I could never have her heart.

Should I give up on getting love from my wife, Lord? I really don't know what to do*..

Rafka breathed a few times and exhaled slowly, hoping that he could slightly reduce the loss he felt.

Meanwhile in the hospital park, Alvan and Namira seemed to be enjoying the food in their hands while occasionally talking lightly to melt the atmosphere.

Alvan was the one who spoke a lot, while Namira only responded a little. His sense of regret in the man was certainly not completely gone. He still feels annoyed at her.

"how's Namira's fried chicken? delicious huh?" alvan asked breaking the silence. He felt that Namira had been quieter since then. Only occasionally would the woman speak.

"emm.. quite well" replied Namira ngambing, because the word is good enough that it has two meanings, namely quite in the sense that it can be said to be delicious and the other, quite that can be said not tasty.

Alvan tries to be patient and invites Namira to talk again. He won't give up until Namira's resentment disappears from inside him.

"but surely still eat fried chicken butter made by your mama huh?!" guess Alvan with a smile. He still remembers Namira eating voraciously while eating the same menu, but the difference is that the food was made by Namira's mother.

At that time the Namira family invited him to dinner together at their home, while their relationship was still fine. And still the status of fiancee first.

Really all those memories still feel warm in Alvan's memory, as if all that was still happening yesterday. But in fact not. Their relationship ended long enough.

But for Alvan only their status ended. The man's heart and feelings are still entirely for Namira. He also felt that the woman he loved felt the same way.

He is optimistic that one day he will be able to return with Namira again. Continuing all that was delayed and also living happily together, forever. He will never stop to continue to realize his great wishes and hopes.

"it's also delicious, but yes, my mom's cooking is the most champion!" Namira was provoked to respond to Alvan's remarks, because what the man was talking about was something that concerned the person he was missing.

For several days now, Namira had not met her parents because she was busy with the problems she was facing. Besides, he also does not want if until both parents know about the problems he is facing.He does not want if both parents can read the sadness of the look on his face.

Namira wants them to think that their only daughter is living happily through her marriage. Because he did not want to make papa and his mother worried if he knew the true state of himself.