Marrying a Mysterious Man

Kalala's Sadness

Kalala relaxed her body on the edge of the bed, she still felt so shocked after hearing what Mr. Baker had said earlier, before she returned to Shira's house.

In the middle of this lonely and very quiet night, Kalala took a breath so long, clear circles from both corners of her eyes, also wet her cheeks, she said, but quickly he swept it and tried to remain calm and firm about all this.

“Yeah God, what should I do? Why is it so bad?” he murmured in his heart, feeling very guilty.

The flying window curtains waved, blown by the night breeze from outside. Kalala turned her head, looking at the waving curtains with a sad look, even her eyes slightly reddened.

Really, this girl is in frustration. On the one hand he really felt guilty and did not have the heart with the current state of Jackson. But on the other hand, Kalala also felt perplexed by the request that Mr. Baker had made of her. Because, this request is enough to make him feel heavy and do not know whether to agree or not. But the guilt in his heart was so great that he convinced himself that he had to help him and there was no way he could simply refuse Mr. Baker's request.

In the end, after a few hours of being immersed in his thoughts, Kalala had unconsciously fallen asleep in her sleep. With the body curled up on the edge of the bed, and the open window of the room let the night breeze into the room, making the woman's body cold.

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In the morning, Shira still looks busy breastfeeding baby Chiv. While Akash, the man was preparing to go to work. Because today was his first day working at the hospital where Jackson was staying.

He is very grateful to be accepted to work as a surgeon, with his new identity named Akash Branwyn.

Although Akash felt insecure, for fear of rejection, but after taking the test a few days ago and interview, he was finally declared qualified, and from today he will work like any other normal worker.

Akash did this work because of his sin in the past. After working with organ mafia for a dozen years, he now has to devote himself to saving the people who are fighting death on the operating table. He wants to be the best surgeon who can be an intermediary so that his patients will survive and be able to live happily.

Because honestly, for a dozen years he became a surgeon from the mafia, Akash was always overcome with guilt and sin that often disturbed his subconscious when he slept. Including, disturbing his family life, because he does not want to position his family in danger.

“Honey, want breakfast with?” shira asked, as she had just released baby Chiv from her lap. And put it on the baby's bed.

“Come. But beware, I have not yet nyium my son just yet,” said Akash approaching to the cot.

However, Shira's hand held her first. “Ih, do not be disturbed, later when you wake up how?” shira said slowly.

“Cium only, Just once, I ‘kan want to go to work,” said Akash. Shira can't ban it.

Then Akash bent his body on the cot, smeared Chivarly's cheeks gently, then rubbed his head covered with the hat slowly.

“Honey, Daddy left for work first yes, you are well at home with your Mommy. Do’ Daddy let Daddy work smoothly and can go home cepet,” whispered Akash very slowly, while looking at the face of baby Chiv.

The handsome little baby with the big nose, seemed to be very sound. And he suddenly smiled, still with his eyes closed.

Akash was so happy to see his beloved son smiling at him, with a smile that raised his spirits even more.

“You have such a beautiful smile, Baby.”

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Kalala had just finished preparing breakfast on the table, helping the housekeeper who was serving food.

“Loh, Kalala, you haven't left yet?” shira asked when she found out Kalala was still home. Because usually at 8 am, Kalala had gone to the hospital to take turns looking after Jackson.

“Not yet, in a moment,” replied Kalala quietly, with a faint smile implied on her face. Then the woman went back to the kitchen.

Shira fused her eyebrows together, feeling that there was something strange about Kalala today. Shira sits on a chair beside Akash. Then not long after, Tessa came and sat there, about to take breakfast with them.

They also enjoy a breakfast of fried squid rice with cucumber salad. Shira was still rolling her gaze towards the kitchen door.

“Why, Dear?” tanya Akash who was watching Shira earlier.

“No, why not have breakfast with us? From earlier he was in the kitchen continued to not come here and here,” replied Shira felt bad, because it is not usual Kalala behave like that.

“Again food for Jackson, maybe.”

Shira could only nod, until she finally finished her breakfast, but Kalala did not come too.

Shira is actually still very curious and wants to immediately meet Kalala to the kitchen. But he also has to deliver Akash first to the front of the house.

“Dah, Darling. I go to work first yes,” said Akash kissed Shira's forehead with a friendly.

Shira nodded with a smile. “Good luck, Dear.”

Akash rushed into his car. Don't forget to wave his hand to his beloved wife. Then the car he was riding drove away from the yard.

After Akash's car is gone from his eye's reach. Shira rushed into the house. He walked into the kitchen area, and almost collided with Tessa.

“Yes, nothing. You why? How to rush the road?”

Shira smiled awkwardly. “Hehe no, here I want to find Kalala.”

“Loh, indeed Kalala has not left for the hospital huh?” tessa asked, Shira shook her head slowly.

“Not yet, just entered the kitchen, want to make provisions for Jackson first time.”

“Oh yes. Yes already, then Mother up to your room, want to carry Mother's grandchild,” said Tessa so excited.

Shira nodded in allowing. Then he continued his steps into the kitchen area. He wandered around the kitchen area but did not find Kalala there.

“Bi, Aunty see Kalala?” shira asked the housekeeper.

“Oh, Non Kalala was out to the back garden,” replied the waiter.

“Oh, so yes. Alright, thanks, Bi.” Shira rushes to the back garden which can enter through the back door of the kitchen.

He looked around the garden, but there was no Kalala there.

“Kalala!” screaming called. But there is no lawfulness.

“Kalala!” Shira screams again, hoping that her best friend will answer her.

Then he walked to the sunning area. And apparently, the girl he was looking for was near the toren iron. The woman seemed to be squatting alone while submerging her head above her two bent knees.

“Kalala,” peekik Shira immediately approached and hugged Kalala's body gently.

Shira seems to know and can feel that her best friend is currently not okay.

“Kalala ... what happened?” tanya Shira slowly still hugged Kalala's body.

Kalala grew sobbing, as Shira asked her like that.

“Shira .. what should I do, Shira,” Kalala said so heavily with her voice that sounded so raucous.

Shira let go of her embrace, then cupped Kalala's face with both hands while wiping the tears on her best friend's face slowly.

Sadness and anxiety, clearly depicted on Kalala's face. I don't know what heavy things are happening to the girl, but Shira also felt sad when she knew her best friend was in this state.

“What happened Kalala? Tell me,” Shira said.

Kalala was still sobbing, her throat seemed to be choked, making herself difficult to speak.

“Shira, a-i ...”

Shira looked at him softly. “Why Kalala? Why with you?”

“Ja-Jackson, Shira,” he continued while being as busy as he could.

Shira was still waiting for the next speech from Kalala's mouth.

“Ja-Jackson ... di-day ...”

“What's with Jackson, Kalala?” tanya Shira was still patiently waiting for Kalala's words.

“Ja-Jackson ...”

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Sorry, just updated again hehe.