My best friend my husband

Chapters 53. Where are you Dara??

Jong Ru recounts the tragic circumstances of Azlan being left behind by Dara . From the bottom of Dara's heart, there was compassion and worry. But, her selfishness exceeded the compassion for Dara.

"Don't tell me about him" Dara said, staring at Jong Ru.

****

This morning, Azlan left for Korea just a vacation because 1 month of his office leave before the turn of the year.

Azlan booked a bussines flight and scheduled his departure at 20:00 WIB.

After packing his clothes and thick clothes in two suitcases, at 19:23 WIB he left using an online taxi that Azlan had ordered thirty minutes ago.

'I'm going to Seoul without you, ' Inner Azlan stared at Dara's number 2 air ticket first.

Azlan got on the plane and looked for his seat next to the window. Azlan Sits while wearing his belt and takes out Dara's cell phone .

There are many photos of Dara when she is bored. His face could only be palpated through that flat screen. But, he did not feel the softness of his skin, and the fragrance of that tiny body.

"Jigeum eodi? Geuliwohaji anhni? Gakkeum-eun dangsin-i nae yeop-e eobsgi ttaemun-e hwaldong-eulhago sipji anhseubnida. Naneun dangsin-ui mom-eul an-eul su eobs-seubnida," said Azlan.

*Where are you (woman) now? Don't you miss me? Sometimes I don't have a taste for activities because you're not next to me. I can't hug your body.*

"Excuse me, can you turn off your cell phone? Or use airplane mode because the pilot communication process will be interrupted later" flight attendants told Azlan.

*Excuse me, can you turn off your phone? Or use airplane mode because later the pilot's communication process will be disrupted.*

"Sorry" Azlan said, switching his phone to airplane mode.

Now the woman is far from his reach. He did not know his whereabouts, even mother Fisya drove him away when Azlan to his house. Mother Fisya had brought her big bag to move in, but Azlan insisted that they stay here and Azlan would not meet her until Dara returned to her arms.

Sometimes, Azlan wanted to kill himself how painful it was when he let Dara off just like that.

"Where are you? I'm going to Seoul now. Are you there? If so, we'll meet."

Azlan kissed the screen of his phone with a picture of Dara sitting on her chin with both hands. It was so pretty and adorable when the curly hair was unraveled.

Azlan closed his eyes after looking at Dara's face which he thought was very beautiful and he missed her very much.

The steward gave her a thick blanket. Azlan accepted it with pleasure and lowered the back of the chair so that his sleep was not disturbed.

***

At 10:34 KST (Korean South Time), Azlan was waiting for his father, mother and Love in a Ferrari 458 Italian car.

"Buy another car, pa?" ask Azlan to get in the car.

"Replace the newer one" Seok replied. They went straight home.

Mama looks moody after Dara can't be found.

"Aren't you looking for Dara, honey?" mama asked while putting Azlan's clothes into the closet.

"Already, ma. Nothing, the phone wasn't taken. Find out where else" said Azlan, who was playing his phone in bed.

"Nearly 4 years old, mama misses him."

Silvia wiped her tears and left Azlan in her room. Azlan had a glance at the mama who smothered her mouth with one hand.

But, Azlan quickly turned his eyes on his cellphone so that he was not caught by his mother who was holding back his sobs.

Azlan POV.

This morning, I went to a luxury car dealership located in Seoul.

"Annyeongghaseyo, Seogssiui adeul-i aningayo?" ask someone to me as I enter the towering building.

*Hello, are you Mr Seok's son?*

"Eotteohge asibnikka?" many wonder.

"Hahaha, budongsan bumun-eseo geuleohge manh-eun gyeongheom-eul gajin salam-eul eotteohge al su eobs-seubnikka? 2 Jeon-e geuneun ije chaleul chalo bakkwossseubnida." The man patted my arm slowly.

*Hahaha, How do I not know with a person who is very experienced in that property field? 2 Weeks ago he's replacing his car with a car now.*

"A, geuge bangbeob-iya," I said slowly.

*Ah, so it seems.*

"Geuleom dangsin - eun mueos ttaemun - e yeogie wassseubnikka? The dangsindo chaleul sago sip-eo?"

*Then, what did you come here for? Do you want to buy a car too?*

"Ne, dangsin-ui gogeubchaleul boyeojul su issseubnikka?" many spontaneous.

*Yes, can you show me your fancy car?*

"Geulae, eoseo nal ttalawa."

*Sure, come on, follow me.*

The man walked ahead of me. I followed him from behind. We took the elevator because the location of the luxury car was on the 7th floor.

Up there, I was very overwhelmed with a row of luxury cars that are very elegant, the color is very stunning and definitely the price is unmitigated.

The man explained the advantages and disadvantages of the car. Everything is in his building if the car is damaged or there is a problem, immediately take it to his building because he has some very reliable mechanic.

He also put a price on every car we drove. He also did not hesitate to show the inside of the car.

"Well, daebak!" muttered.

*Please choose.*

I glanced at the dozens of cars while walking slowly.

"Naneun igeos - eul seontaeghanda."

*I chose this.*

I pointed to the Lamborghini Diablo VT 6.0 Special Edition purple. Cars cost USD1 million or Rp14.7 billion.

It's fantastic actually, but this is one of my needs as well.

"Sasil-ingayo is? Geuleom seolyuleul jeonglihabsida," he exclaimed, calling two employees not far from where we were standing.

*really? Then let's take care of the letters.*

When it was finished, the car officially became mine. I shook hands while smiling at Gong Han Kwang-the luxury car salesman.

I entered the car and headed to the Gaon restaurant located at 317 Dosan-daero, Sinsa-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul, South Korea.

"Annyeongghaseyo, mueos - eul jumun hasigessseubnikka?" ask the woman to come up to me. He put the menu book right on my desk.

*Hello, what message do you want?*

"Eum, i sigdang-eseo sogalbi, bogsung-a, mein seutei succul jumunhaessseubnida," I replied giving her a menu book.

*Hm, I ordered beef ribs, peaches and some of the mainstay menus in this restaurant.*

"Algessseubnid. Jamsiman gidalyeojuseyo's. Dangsin-ui jumun-eul gajyeool geos-ibnida" he said as he left.

*Okay, please wait a minute. Your order will be brought soon.*

I played my phone while waiting for my lunch to come. Every now and then I check out papa's company with statistics on the phone screen.

"Jumun - i dochaaessseubnida. jeulgiseyo."

They came to bring me my order. Some desserts are also the longest here.

*Your order has arrived. Please enjoy.*

"Gomawo" I said, bowing my head.

I started eating this lunch alone even though the restaurant was crowded, but there was something that made me uncomfortable. I don't know, I threw that feeling away and went back to enjoying my delayed meal.

When finished, I paid for my order using the black card that Dara used.

I went home with that car. Love who was sitting on the porch of the house while typing on his laptop was surprised by the car I just bought.

"Sister, don't be extravagant" he said.

"Yes, nae don-eulo sass-eo. dongsaeng-ii chaleul gajyeo wasdaneun geos-i bitch seuleowoyahabnida" I said.

*Hey, I bought it with my own money. You should be proud that your brother brought this car.*

"Ani, najung-e Indonesialo mueos-eulo dol-agal geongayo? Dobolo?" tanyakanya.

*It's not so, I mean later you go back to Indonesia with what? A walk?*

"Naneun don - iissda."

*I have money.*

I went inside the house.

***

In the room, I laid my body down and reached into my pants pocket. Looking at the wallpaper of the photo of Dara I was setting.

"Have you found a man who can take my place until you haven't returned to Indonesia?" muttered.

"But, I haven't found a girl who can take your place."

"Is your meal good? Did you sleep well?"

Pingy!

I reached back into my pants pocket, which was quite difficult because I was lying down.

"Jong Ru," I muttered sliding up the green button because Jong Ru made a video call to me.

"Hm?" I said when the video call was connected.

"Omo, eodiss-eos? geugeon ne chimdaega?" tanyakanya.

*Jeez, where are you? That's not your bed, is it?*

"A, naneun jigeum hangug-e issneunde eodiya?" my many.

*Ah, I'm in Korea now, where are you?*

Jong Ru is walking in a city. Is he going abroad? Thought.

"Gue in California. Wash your eyes because of office work. Refreshing," he said interspersed with his sweet smile.

"Whatever, why are you in California? Do you have a brother there?" manya curious.

"I'm on vacation."