Love Wrong Target

Chapter 71 Laughing over suffering

Namira lets herself dissolve in grief. He let the tears flow without stopping him. He did not understand his own feelings at all, which he knew only that he was crying so that his feelings became a little more relieved. He did this long enough until he fell asleep.

Just this time a Namira Azziva sleeps undressed and cleans himself first on purpose. Usually he always took the time to at least clean the face and also wear a series of skin care that he usually uses.

Somehow this time he felt there was no spirit to do it all, so it made Namira become like she was not her usual self.

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Meanwhile, at Rafka's house..

The man had only been out of his study this afternoon, when he last met Namira.

Fortunately after returning from the hospital, he had advised his housekeeper to bring food for his sister into the room only when meal time arrived, because it seemed like that was what he wanted now.

So at least he does not need to worry too much about his sister because there is already a bik Imas and bik Siti who takes care of him when he is feeling down like this.

I don't know what the man did for hours in his study, only he knows. Maybe he just wanted to calm himself for a moment from the sadness he was feeling.

Rafka walked up the stairs to go into her room feeling agitated. He did not know if he could still face Namira after everything he said in the workspace earlier.

He opened his door slowly, hoping that his wife was asleep. He bends his head into the room but finds no whereabouts of Namira there.

His heart began to feel anxious. He searched all sides of the room, starting from the bathroom and dressing room but still could not find it either. Then in the absence of the closet in his room with a fretful heart. He prayed in his heart that what he feared would not really happen.

But when he discovered that Namira's clothes were not there, his hopes were gone. He had to swallow the harsh fact that the woman he loved had left this house.

He had no idea Namira would leave so soon. He thought he could still see his wife's face tonight, but all his hopes were figments, which could never be real.

Even Namira did not say goodbye to him earlier. The woman left without a word coming out of her mouth.

He was sitting limp on the floor near the closet. He regretted what he said earlier. He shouldn't have said it earlier so he could still see Namira nearby.

But it all happened. He could not turn back time to repeat everything. All he could do was pray for Namira's happiness, because the reason for letting go of the woman he loved was so that he could be happy without being shackled by the relationship he did not want.

Rafka quickly stepped down the stairs. He had to make sure Namira was in a safe place right now.

The tall man walked hurriedly to the kitchen to meet his two house assistants. He wanted to ask them about Namira's departure, which he did not know, hoping to find a bright spot for their answer.

"Bik Imas, does my aunt know that Namira left here?" Rafka asked one of her domestic assistants whom she saw washing dishes.

"Namira when did the bik go?"

"So noon den, it looks like after the Rafka den room"

"What's? so he didn't eat that first bik?"

"After I did not den, wong non Namira seemed to rush once before!"

"Well, thanks for the information, bik"

"sama-sama"

Rafka leaves the kitchen to contact someone she trusts. He calls the man to investigate where Namira is and to make sure she is okay.

After talking on the phone with the man he trusted to find Namira's whereabouts, Rafka still can not calm down. The man agreed to provide information after about two hours and Rafka will continue to wait.

In less than two hours the man had called, he told him Namira was now in his shop. And it makes Rafka so able to breathe a little relieved because Namira is fine and she is in a safe place now.

Unbeknownst to Rafka, Alena, who was standing at the end of the stairs, overhears all her sister's conversations with a man on the phone.

The girl just found out that her sister-in-law has left this house. He tried to ignore everything that happened, because in his heart there was still hatred for Namira.

He did not care even though the household of his brother and sister-in-law was on the edge of the horn even once. For him it would be better if the woman left the house and would never come back. Because his heart would hurt if he saw Namira's face.

When she saw the woman, Alena remembered the lies of the man she loved who was only using her for her own sake.

Even in her heart Alena was grateful to hear the news that her sister-in-law had left home. This was like some good news he had accidentally received. And he was very happy about it.

He returned to his room with a big smile, laughing at his brother's suffering.

Rafka returned to the room excitedly. Now he must feel lonely because he was in the room alone.

He looked at the bed where Namira used to sleep. He could no longer see the woman there. Soon his gaze was fixed on the dressing table that he deliberately put in that place specifically for his wife. Usually Namira always reflect and decorate themselves there. And it will never be seen again.

The memory in his brain seems to not stop to remember the small habits that are usually done Namira. Everything she did was very interesting in her eyes.