My Bastard Ex Boyfriend's

Chapter 8 Missing The One Who Doesn't Have Me

Stefani POVs

Still on the same day. I don't know what kind of atmosphere is crawling my feelings right now. There's something

that feels empty in there. I walked to the window and opened

that window is for air to get into my hotel room.

The raindrops hit my face area. Rained out. It turns out it's raining outside. See the rain, though,

it was as if something was stirring up my thoughts and feelings. There's emptiness

and the void that surrounds me.

My gaze stared out there, seeing the streets that were jammed in the more jammed because of the rain

pretty torrential. There are some bikers who pull over, park the bike

they are arbitrary so that it adds to the atmosphere of congestion getting denser.

The hotel room that I currently occupy, is facing directly to the streets of the Capital of Jakarta. No

it is very different from the atmosphere in London. The city is busy and often

happened jammed.

A shadow of the man who hurt me flashed through my mind. The man who once convinced

I will declare his love. Promises me perfect happiness, she said,

but all that he denies.

I remember when I was together, he always seduced me and whined so I could do it

intimate relationship with him. Reason that it is a proof

my love for him. But I never heeded his request.

I just wanted to give my crown to him after officially becoming my husband. But he didn't

ever understood. For him, sex is

a need and is a proof of love of lovers.

As it came to pass, I will hand over my crown to her before we officially get married. But I don't know

why, that doubt dominates me more. I'm afraid I'll give it up, though,

then he'll just leave me.

And proved. Without me handing over my crown to him, it was obvious he would leave me like

now it's. Letting me wrestle with my pain. I admit, I am

missed him. Which woman is able to forget someone who once was very

loved so deeply and suddenly betrayed just like that?

Which woman will instantly forget all the good memories with her loved ones? My chest

feels tight, very tight. My breath began to hunt, feeling heavy. I tried

regulating my breath.

“I miss you.” I mumbled.

I should have cried when I found out that I had been betrayed on my engagement day

by oneself. But my tears seemed reluctant to cry for that bastard man.

While I was having a nervous breakdown because of a very special event,

turns out he was making out and making love to a woman who claimed to be

contains the result of its seed.

I could've complained to Marshal's parents. But I don't want to ruin the relationship

parents and children. I'm not that bad. When the Marshal came to see me at

the office, she told me that the woman was pregnant.

But he didn't seem to know that there was someone who sent me all the evidence. He just

told me that she didn't want to be with me anymore. Is the photo and recording

the video was taken without Marshal's knowledge? Is that woman that slick

to take the marshal from me?

“Forget! Forget her Stefa, you can definitely.” I try to encourage myself to

forget about that guy.

Really, I miss him so much right now. I wanted to hug her, I missed her scent

the typical. I miss him who always kisses the top of my head with

gentler. Am I in your heart just for a second Marshal?

I was breathing rough. Putting out all my longing for her that was obvious she was no longer

mine. I just wish I could and could forget everything so quickly

without any memories I have with him left behind.

My daydreams are falling when my phone shakes. There's a message, a message from a number that's always

terrorized me.

“What else did he send for me?”

I opened the message. And I was surprised again, I looked around my hotel room. There is no CCTV in

this room, I thought. But from where does this man know all the activities that I

‘Do not daydream! I don't like it when I see you daydreaming and thinking about other people. Only

I can fill your brain and mind.’

“What the fuck is this guy? Is this man looking to die? How does he know everything about me? Oh, my God, I can

crazy made.” grumbled.

I shuddered because over time I kept silent in front of the window making me cold. I

close the window again. And I breathe heavily. As if there was a burden

which is still in my heart.

The sound of my stomach broke the silence created in this room. At least I have to fill it

stomach, right?

I change clothes, wearing hotpants with

plain white t-shirt and don't forget I used the addition of a long chiffon cardigan.

I took out my favorite sling bag, put in my credit card and some

money sheet as a form of care if there will be urgent circumstances

I need to use cash.

I walked outside to leave my room. And I intend to take Judith to eat

joint. My room and Judith's are right next door, so don't eat

it's a long time to take her.

Right now Judith and I are at the restaurant we are staying at. We chose a few menus

the food was quite appetizing for both of us. Judith seemed to enjoy

his food. This is the first time Judith and I have come to Indonesia.

“I swear, this is bangeeett good food. I could live here, stay for 6 months

my body is getting stretched.” raved Judith.

I just smiled in response. It is true if the food in Indonesia is very good.

The spices that were in his cooking were also so pronounced. And both of us

enjoyed enough.

“Excuse me. Can I join you for a meal here?” said a man who suddenly came

approached us.

I glanced at the man, and turned my gaze to Judith asking her to answer him.

Judith seemed to be considering her decision. And that guy

patiently waiting for us to give a decision to agree or not

give permission at all.

“Emhh, can. Please!” judith said with a smile towards the man.

Without wasting any time, the man immediately sat down beside Judith and devoured her food. I didn't

so take care of the man who is now joining me and Judith.

This is a public restaurant. Anyone has the right to eat, right.

After the three of us finished eating all our food and drinks. Judith asked me for permission

to go back to the room first. He just remembered that his phone

left in the room.

Now there is only me and the man in front of me. He looked at me as if he wanted to

say something. I just ignored it.

“Ehmm...” the man cleared his throat which made me instantly glance at him. And our views meet each other

for a split second.

I glanced back in the other direction. I don't care about the people around me, including

the man who looked at me earlier. I don't know what he's thinking, he just keeps going

I looked at me non-stop. I was pretty uncomfortable with him.

“Are you on vacation here?” finally the man said something.

“No.” I replied briefly.

“Include, I'm Revaldo!” said the man introduced himself.

“Stefa.” reply me short

At first glance I saw the man only chuckling at my short answer.

Wait for. Revaldo's? This name is no stranger to me. Did I ever know him? Or

met before? But where?

This time I'm the one staring at the man named Revaldo. He raised one eyebrow

as if asking ‘ why?’.

Not wanting to linger with all the speculation that perched in my mind, I immediately paid attention to

Revaldo to go back to my hotel room. Once again, I saw him chuckle.

I don't know what he's laughing at me this time.