My husband, Doctor Adrian

Gorgeous

NATHAN'S POV

I arrived at the same place as yesterday I delivered Lula. Mother's house. I got out of the car and headed for the gate. The front gate is open. I didn't waste my chance and headed straight for the front door.

I pressed the bell.

"Yes?" a middle-aged woman opened the door. An ART, I guess.

"Excuse me.. Lula exists?" just polite.

"Oh.. Non Lula's.. It's on top. Whose father, huh?" ask the ART.

"I. his superior. As well as his friend."

ART glanced at my Ferrari. He looked amazed. He immediately let me in.

"Emmm.. I'll call Non Lula.. What do you want to drink?" tanyakanya.

"It's not necessary, Bi. Thank you." I said. I sat on a large sofa in the living room. I don't care about anything right now. Just Lula.

A few moments later..

Another ART came to bring me a drink when ART first met me back.

"Sorry, Sir.. Looks like Non Lula doesn't want to meet anyone. I knocked on the door but it wasn't answered."

"Have you eaten today?"

ART is shaking. "Since yesterday not. The big madam had also persuaded but now the big madam was leaving.."

My heart shrinks hearing it. Do your parents know what you're going through?

"Excuse me.. I should.." I ran towards the second floor. I don't care if that ART is gonna kick me out later. I have to look at Lula with my own eyes.

I opened the first room I passed. Unlocked. My eyes swept across the room. Darkened. There was only one night light that was dimly lit. Bed empty. Suddenly I caught a movement at the end of the room. On floor. That's where I saw Lula. He sat hugging both knees. I saw both of his shoulders trembling.

I walked slowly towards him. While I was in front of him, I knelt down. A dim light illuminated half of his face. I can see his face too.

"Hawkins.." I rubbed his wet cheek. He was still wearing sleeping clothes.

"You?" His hoarse voice sounded slow. Lula blinked her eyes in disbelief. Maybe he was surprised to see me in his room.

"Follow me, yuk? I want to take you for a walk at breakfast." take me.

He shook.

I clasped his hand.

"I've come all the way here, you know.. Sebentaar.. Please.."

He's not flinching.

"I don't want to get out of this room before.."

"Yes, I take a shower first." he said slowly cutting off my words. His voice was hoarse like never before. That's when I realized he had probably been crying for a long time and not drinking. I stared at the nightstand next to the bed, pouring water from the pitcher into the glass.

"Ehm.. Okay.. But, this.. Drink first." I say softly.

He drank a few sips.

"Recide." I said again.

I don't know what made him obey me.

He drank a full glass and then cleared a small throat.

"Would you like a drink?" tanyakanya.

I chuckle. "Later down.." He could think of others at a time like this.

I followed him to the corner of his room. He turned.

"Why what?"

"Ehm.. We're going, right?"

"You get down first. I want to take a shower." she said, pointing to the door of her room.

"Oh, okay.." Turn again with you-me, my inner self.

I immediately went out of his room and went back downstairs.

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Lula came down shortly afterwards. He wore a cream-colored long-sleeved kashmir top and matching colored trousers. He looks. I'm translating. Who is not destroyed after experiencing what he experienced?

"Yeah?" take me. I guided him to my car. I opened the door for him, as usual.

"Where are you going?" my many.

"Lohs.. The man who asked me out." He seems a little emotional.

He didn't answer. I smile. At least he wants to come with me.

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Throughout the trip we did not talk much. I try not to bring up her sadness. He often stared at the window, avoiding eye contact with me. He answered my question as necessary, without asking again.

Shortly thereafter..

We arrived at a cafe in the suburb of Jakarta. I got out of the car, opened the door for her.

I put my right hand in front of him, hinting that he would accept my hand.

Seconds..

Two seconds..

He got out of the car without taking my hand.

I smiled seeing him.

Cold weather today. The wind hit her long, unruly hair as usual.

He still avoids my eyes.

I closed the car door and led her into the cafe.

A servant invited us to sit at a table next to the glass overlooking a small forest.

"What message do you want?" ask me as soon as we sit down.

He looked at the waiter as he said, "Chamomile tea one."

The waiter took note and turned to me.

"Who? Pesen eat dong.." I told him.

"I'm not.."

"We can make it here tonight if you want." I cut the word.

He sighed. "Shrimp linguine one." she told the waiter.

I smiled in my heart. I ordered the waiter and the waiter left.

Lula looked at the window. A piece of wind blew his hair. I smile. Maybe this time it wasn't in my heart, because when Lula glanced at me, she looked at me dislikefully.

"Why?" my many.

"Bapa is why. What do you mean until you take sa.."

I put my index finger on my lips, indicating it to be quiet. I can't wait to reply to her. "What are we in the office?" as if.

"Huh?" tanyanya's confused.

"You call me father again.. What if others are horrified? Later I will be mistaken for your father again." I said casually.

He shook his head and threw away his face. Not the reaction I expected. I guess he'll laugh, or at least smile.

We eat in silence. Sometimes I look at him, but he focuses on his food. I was glad to have made sure in front of me that he was eating.

"Continue.. Where are you going?" I asked when he finished eating.

He shrugged both shoulders. I looked at his face. One word for him. Well-favoured. It has a soft facial line, thick eyebrows, both eyes are greenish blue, everything is too beautiful. Today, the first time I saw her without makeup. Not only that, but he also looked sad. But all of this does not diminish her beauty.

"Nathan?" Lula broke my daydream.

"Ehmm. yeah?"

"Atro I'm home." he said.

"Can.. But, before that.. There is something I want to ask you." I said while confirming the sitting position.

"What?" tanyakanya.

"Are you feeling okay?" my many.

He was just about to open his mouth when I cut him off, again. "wait. Before you answer, think about the answer" I said. He scrunched his eyebrows for a second, then seemed to think. I smile. Oh my.. Is it wrong to love him?

"Nathan?"

Okay. It's like deja vu.

"Yes?"

"Bengong continues.." protested. He pursed his lips. Funnier. Thought.

"Ehm.. Yes, sorry. Continue.your answer?" my answer.

Aaaah.. Today will be a long day. My inner.