MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

NAUSEA 1

NARITA POV

 

Inevitably, like not like, sincerely not sincere, in fact I have to let him go this time. I hope that bad thoughts and shadows will never happen. I believe he will take care of the heart and trust that I have given him, as do I.

I can't ask why he left so suddenly. If he hasn't told you, then there are things he doesn't want to tell you right now. Okay, I'll be patient waiting for him.

Before long, Rio knocked on our room door and was ready to accompany my husband. I took off his departure to the front door. I hugged him tightly and long. He stroked my head gently and returned my embrace tightly.

I felt how badly he didn't want to leave me either. But it seems like he really should go and go tonight as well. I just pray that he survives the goal, gets what he intended to do there, and returns to Indonesia safely.

After which, he slowly unraveled his embrace, peeping at the right cheek, left, forehead, and lingering at the lips. The sight that was enough to make others who saw him embarrassed, did not escape the eyes of some of the guards Davis and Rio. They immediately threw away their faces. I am really embarrassed to show this 18+ scene as if I have broken his shame veins. I enjoyed his romanticism and affection that was real and exposed wildly.

Even though I have been restrained, the clear droplets can't help but fall apart from the corners of my two eyeballs. I let go until the car was no longer visible from my eyes. My prayer, may you return safely, my husband.

Finally tonight I have to sleep alone in silence.

In the morning I felt something unusual. I woke up but no one was holding me. Yeah, even though we kept each other quiet, but he never missed hugging me. Though lips are still, warmth is maintained.

After doing my duty, I cleaned the room, then went out the room to the kitchen.

“Good morning, Nyonya” greet 2 chefs who are cooking.

“Again, Chef. You guys already cooked?” I glanced towards the stove that was burning.

“As per Mr message. Dav, Madam is not allowed to cook as long as there is no Mr. Dav. We are the ones who have to cook a healthy menu for Madam” I nodded in agreement.

“OK. Thank you Chef. Then I'll get ready aja”

“Please, Mistress!” they answered and I turned the bada and went to my room.

This morning I went to the office without anyone kissing my forehead. Something was missing, but I had to get used to it. Arriving at the office, I was struck by a sprig of white roses, a glass of my favorite strawberry juice, and a cup of sandwiches. I thought about who sent it. Could it be Davis?

I immediately grabbed a white rose and I read a small piece of paper that stuck in one of its leaf stalks.

I took a deep breath, for I knew who the flowers were and who the breakfast was this morning. I sat in my chair, I held my head with both hands and focused on the table. I think my head is going to break. It turns out that being loved by someone deeply is as difficult as loving someone deeply if it is unrequited. I can only say sorry but cannot be heard by him.

Hufh, huh,

When will Davis announce our marriage?

When is our marriage certificate completed?

When will they give up on pursuing my love.

I grabbed my phone and sent a message to him who had sent me breakfast.

Me: Niel, thank you for sending.

Daniel: Equally. Hope you like it.

Me: Please don't bother like this!

Daniel: If Davis wants to bother, why don't I? Let me fight for love!

Daniel: I hope and always hope ‘friends in love’ turn ‘friends into love’

The last message I didn't reply to was free, too.

“Cie, cie, this time from where else?” Abel who had just come, instantly grabbed the small paper attached to the stalk of the white rose.

“Friends in Love?” reading slowly.

“Daniel again?” Abel looked at me as if asking, and I answered with a nod of the head.

“Wuihh, abstain from retreating! You rejected it, right?” I returned weak.

“Nie for you!” I immediately handed over the juice and the sandwich.

“Still, Na. Rejeki unyielding” he grabbed the food.

“You why does his face lemes that way? Pain?” Abel drank the juice while watching me turn on the pc.

“No papa!” reply slowly.

“Your face is pale. You look weak like never!” Abel brought his face closer to my face.

Hoek hoek, Abel's stinging perfume smell makes me nauseous. I quickly passed and ran to the toilet.

“Stop, don't be whipped!” my hand stretched out to Abel's body, hoping he wouldn't come any closer.

“Why? I don't smell body, why do you behave like I smell body sie?” Abel paused his intention to approach me.

“Your perfume stings. Make eneg!” I answered without looking at him.

That's how today went by so quickly. I haven't heard from my husband all day, maybe he's still jetlagging or on his way.

The next morning, when I wake up, I feel my body feels weak, let alone get up from a sleeping position, even to open my eyes is difficult. When I woke up, my head felt light and staggered almost to fall. I sat back in bed. What's wrong with my body. I've never felt this way before.

I decided to stay in bed. I grabbed my phone on the nightstand and changed the flying mode to network on mode. Suddenly a few call notifications and incoming messages.

Davis: Honey sorry I just gave you news. What are you doing?

Davis: You're asleep, right?

Davis: Dear?

Davis: Baby…

Davis: I love You 😘 🥰 😍

Davis: Miss You 🤗 🤗 🤗 🤗 🤗 😘 😘 😘 😘 😘

Davis: Good Night….

He sent me a lot of messages because there was probably no reply from me. Immediately I reply to the message.

Me: I'm sorry, I slept late last night. It's just waking up, too.

Me: I Love You too 🤗 😘

My message is still tick 1, with a feeling of disappointment, I put my phone back. I went to the toilet and got ready for the office.

After being ready and tidy with my work clothes, I went out of the room. When I got to the dinner table, I couldn't bear the smell that was poking my nose. I ran to the sink and spewed water from my mouth, until there was nothing else I could spit out but I was still hoek hoek, as if shaking my empty stomach.

“Money why?” ask Bi Jah worried. He nipped my neck.

“Don't know bi, why does the cuisine smell sie?” I went back to my chair and glanced at the dishes and bowls containing chicken soup.

“Consider chicken soup, Mistress. This is the favorite food of Madam” forehead bi Jah looks wrinkled wonder to see me.

“Bi, Please peel fruits. Keep this food away from here!” my right hand pushed away the food on the table while my left hand clamped my nose.

Bi Jah immediately grabbed the soup bowl and brought it to the kitchen. Not how long the cut fruit has been served in front of me.

“Please Mistress!”

“Still Bi”

 

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