Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 64
Time goes by so fast, 24 hours feels short for Erka who starts struggling with data and numbers. Ever since misinterpreting feelings and trapping themselves into marriage, the man's life has changed drastically. Hobbies have fun with women every night left behind. Night clubs, karaoke places to similar tongkrongan began to be filled from his life.
Erka's focus is a lot on work, enjoying her remarkable achievements in just a few months. Several tenders worth billions to trillions, cooperation with giant and leading companies, the addition of new factories in several areas, the man who now holds the status of widower was shot out of the way by his competitors.
The sound of a knock on the door of the study dragged Erka into the real world, leaving behind a row of numbers that had once filled the brain.
“Log in!” decisively.
Erick pushed the door and smiled. Standing up straight, the assistant was ready to convey his thoughts.
“What's up?”
“It's already night, sir. Mrs Vero contacted me several times .. because Mr. Erka's phone was muted.” Erick explained the meaning of his arrival.
“What time?”
“Half eight nights. Mr. Erka has been asked to go home,” continued Erick.
“Ok. Half an hour.” Erka decided. He looked at his favorite assistant and smiled.
“I'm lazy to go home. I'll be reminded of Cindy again.” Erka massaged the base of her nose and opened the top drawer on the workbench. A white envelope was grabbed and thrown onto the table.
“Come. I want to be alone,” Erka said again. The retrieval of Cindy's white envelope tucked over her bedroom nightstand. Until this moment he did not dare to open even though in the front of the tereh name using black ink.
“To my husband, Aryya Mighty Hutomo Son.”
Erka read Cindy's hand carving over and over again, but there was no courage to open it until now. He was struck with guilt every thought of their last quarrel the night before the death of his late wife.
The regret is not leaving. In fact, Erka is getting worse every time she remembers everything.
Closing her eyes to hide the clear fluid that was accumulating in the eye patch, Erka let out a long sigh to squeeze the tiredness that was crouching on her shoulder.
“It looks like it should go home now. There is something that cannot be avoided and must be faced. The reality of Cindy's departure and her feelings for Ayleen.
Erka got up from her seat after saving the envelope back from Cindy. It is still not strong enough to read it. Too many regrets and will make him feel guilty.
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The time has shown at 20:40 pm when Erka's car entered the yard. When the foot stepped into the house, Dayana cried.
“What's up?” Erka was touched to see a baby who was crying loudly even though she had been killed by her caregiver.
“It looks hot, Kak.” Ayleen emerged from the kitchen with a bottle of milk. “Daily crying. Don't want to drink milk.”
Fretful gush appeared on Erka's handsome face, the tiny baby's body grabbed after slamming his briefcase onto the sofa. Covered as usual, but this time the cry of Dayana did not want to subside.
“He's hungry, Brother.” Ayleen walked over and stuffed the pacifier into Dayana's mouth, but the baby shook his head. Her crying was so loud and sad.
“Tuh, right? Since an afternoon like this. I was afraid that the sound of her crying woke up Daddy and Mommy, so it was brought down here. I was going to ask Ersa to take her to the doctor. But, Brother Ersa told me to contact Brother Erka only.” Ayleen's voice sounded panicked, accidentally clutching Erka's waist.
The gaze of the two met for a moment accompanied by the cry of a tiny baby in the arms. Erka was dragged for a moment, researching Ayleen's beautiful face to not blink. He gasped when his sister took over Dayana from the sling.
“Come, now only. I'm worried that Dayana won't drink milk. Something he felt, but could not convey it. Better get to the hospital now.” Ayleen explained again.
Erka nodded. His gaze had not moved from Ayleen. The love he buried these few days slowly appeared. However, he struggled not to drift in it.
