
Barnard tonight who was in front of Charlotte's unit not finding his love, he still stands here faithfully even as he willingly waits for hours just to meet the woman he currently longs for.
Barnard, who had been there for almost two hours, was not upset that he remained faithful waiting for the return of his woman, he was there with a heart that hoped his fiancee would want to come back again.
Barnard is still standing at the door, sometimes pacing back and forth at the door of his unit, with an occasional glance at the clock on his wrist.
" Why hasn't the clock come home yet? Is there still a meeting or a photo shoot? But the assistant said there was no timetable, he should have been inside." He said slowly he still hoped Charlotte would forgive him and come back the way she used to.
Barnard did love his fiancee just because of a stupid mistake that made him have to lose the woman. He felt sorry for not doing anything but he couldn't lie when it all happened because of his instincts as a man that needed to be resolved.
" I wish I could hold her back maybe now that Charlotte and I would design a happy wedding day." She leaned her back against the tightly shut door.
Even this time he shuffled up to sit on the floor with such a deep sense of regret. Her face was chaotic these few days she was so unfocused with her own life she thought too much about her miserable love fate.
While Grace was also sitting on the long sofa of her living room she was waiting for the return of her husband who always came home. Grace this time has been wearing a nightgown with a thin black color, she was eager to tease her husband in the hope that tonight would be the night that all the faults and anger would wear off with their pleasure as before.
Grace repeatedly stares at her phone with her hoping that her husband contacts her if she comes home late but the phone stays faithful with no life at all. She stood up this time by occasionally staring at the door hoping her husband would come.
Chequek!!
The sound of the door opening, Grace with an expanding smile now immediately welcomed the person she was waiting for but then the smile faded when she saw not the person she was looking for who had come.
" Sister aren't you asleep?" The new Olivia was now astonished to see her sister in the room with her slightly moody.
" I waited for Donzello but he didn't come home until hours had passed.." His face was filled with disappointment he immediately felt weak immediately sitting on the soft sofa.
" Patient ones, brother! I'm sure sister-in-law will be home soon, I'm sure she'll be home.." Olivia just seemed to give her sister false hope.
" Come in. You rest first, I'll stay here waiting for her to come home." Her orders made Olivia nod.
Olivia soon left her brother who still wanted to wait for his sister-in-law, she knew that maybe her sister-in-law was currently angry with her brother and all this was her brother's fault but at any rate she could see the seriousness that radiated from her brother's attitude that wanted to change.
Olivia who saw from the stairs also felt sorry but she also had to try herself to make her household back okay at this time. This time Grace's struggle will be tested by a Destiny that makes her realize that their household is more important than the return she has always applied from the past.
" Why hasn't he come home yet, should he be home by this time?" She tried to contact her husband but with many times the call was rejected by the husband.
" Donzello why you should refuse! I just want to know when you're coming home." She whispered with disappointment as she repeatedly had to accept the bitterness that her husband always avoids her.
Grace who tried various ways never seem to be seen by her husband, the husband seemed not to give the opportunity to change himself into a wife who really changed for good.
Grace tries to find this but the husband does not look in the slightest direction, even though Grace is still trying to be the best, she wants this misunderstanding to end immediately,he longs for the day when everything is warm, where everything is full of love.
" I wish I could turn the clock around maybe me and her are now happy and I am the most precious woman in the world right now. I now realize that this is all my fault too." She muttered softly.
His regret is useless at this time, this time only Grace who contemplates her fate as if unlucky and become the most miserable woman tonight. Grace looked at herself from below as if she was a woman trying to tease the men but who wanted to be teased was not even there and even turned to her.
" Is my mistake so fatal that Donzello doesn't want to give me a chance? Am I not in his heart anymore?" Ask her own heart but again her little heart hopes that the husband still loves her even though she is currently angry and disappointed in him.
" Did she actually know about my affair so long, that there was no apology for me?" Find out the answer to his own question.
Grace then shook her head slowly. " If he knew I was having an affair, maybe not only was he silent like this, but I could have been divorced but this is him just silencing me. It means she doesn't know about my affair yet." She breathes a sigh of relief at the answer to what she herself said.
Grace is still waiting on the sofa until night, she who feels tired now lay herself on the sofa there hoping if her husband comes home and sees her who is waiting for him to make her heart move with a sense of motherhood.
But waiting is nothing but nonsense, the two people who are currently waiting for a real person will never come, they wait until they fall asleep in their waiting place.
Tired Barnard finally bends his legs and lays his head until he falls asleep in front of the unit of his fiancee he who wants to wait for the arrival of his woman hopes he can speak well and start from early on.
While Grace is now exhausted waiting for her husband who did not come home, he felt drowsiness that attacked him so much he closed his eyes and hoped that the husband could see that he really wanted to change and wanted to improve the household that seemed empty with a sense of happiness.