Playboys
#2# Take 54
The idea again is very upset, so there is no harm if it is directly written so that it is not counted php. I'm still writing anyway, it's just going to be slow bgt updateya, so please be understood. I try to make updates as soon as possible. Stay safe wherever you are, luv all
Elleanor and her mother have been occupying an apartment owned by Enzo for one week, with the same strict guard given by Enzo. The mother will be treated further in the apartment with a doctor and nurse on standby for twenty-four hours, all under Enzo's supervision.
Elleanor just assures that as long as the mother can be handled well, no matter how much she hates this single parent, she can't let when someone else hurts her. With the same condition of helplessness and no power over the perpetrator who has made the mother battered, he can do nothing but agree Enzo's sentence.
Caroline had already regained consciousness three days ago, but the middle-aged woman was still too weak to interact any further with her surroundings. The thing Elle was most grateful for was that the woman still recognized herself as the princess.
“Did anyone bother your mind this early?”
Elleanor turned her body from the bar table and looked at Enzo who was already standing firmly before her. One thing I forgot to tell you, Enzo also lives in that apartment. The two are separated by only one floor, Enzo inhabits the second floor, while Elle and her mother are on the first floor.
The relationship is still very ambiguous, Elle still can not trust this man after all things Enzo did. His experience taught him to be more careful of men.
“Just think about what menu I will roughly cook this afternoon,” replied Elle without burden.
Believe me, it feels like Elle's head is dying to explode. He did not know which things were the priority of his mind, everything entered his tiny head. Just wait for more time until he becomes depressed.
“Good, I thought you were thinking about that bastard again. No need to think about Brian, he's just a loser who really likes to steal other people's possessions.”
Enzo sat at the bar table, there was already scrambled eggs, baked bacon, as well as toast with melted butter on it. Let's just say this is the return of Elleanor because it has accommodated her and her mother in a luxury apartment owned by Enzo.
“For a long time I will get used to all your cooking here. How about we get married?” ask Enzo.
“Why don't you think about recruiting me as a maid? That's better,” Elle's sneer.
Just be right! How can any man ask her to marry the same as asking for a date? This is why Elle still can't trust Enzo, there's no reason to believe in Enzo.
“You are too beautiful to be a maid, after all I need a wife not a maid.”
“And I don't like you, nor do I love you, please don't misunderstand. I'll be out of here once my mom recovers.”
“What if I don't allow it?”
Sometimes, men can make your life very difficult, so don't trust too much in the man who promises to
dedicate his life to you. Enzo doesn't like that, Elle just thinks men always trouble her, that goes for Enzo too.
Elle breathed a tired sigh. Ever since he found out his mother was a victim of a gang rape, and he lived in this apartment, he could not sleep well. Almost everything he thought, it was not healthy for mental health but he already thought about it and forced his brain to work extra to process problems that have not found a bright spot.
“I did agree to stay here, but not for all your bullshit. Play around with your women out there, don't play me anymore,” replied Elle.
Enzo catches Elle's hand trying to leave the kitchen. Enzo now began to know the habits of these women when they were fighting or arguing, leaving the room where they had an opinion. It's not the first time, at least during the week since they've been living together.
“Can you reduce your bad habits that like to leave the interlocutor before the conversation is over?” ask Enzo.
“I'm tired, and I can't sleep well, so let go of my hand because I have to rest.”
“Sit down, I want us to talk normally just this once,” pinta soft Enzo.
The sound almost made Elle lulled. When was the last time he heard such a soft voice? Five years ago? Ten years ago? One thing is certain, only the father is able to make it melt with such a soft sentence.
“No, I have to sleep.”
Really stubborn. That's something Enzo can't forget about Elle. In a rough and gentle way, Enzo was very difficult to conquer the iceberg in the heart of this woman. Even Cecillia was still better.
Enzo got up from his chair and began to slash his distance with Elle, already this one week he refrained from touching this woman. No, he never thought of taking a chance on Elle and screwing this woman. The touch he meant was a hug, he hugged Elle very tightly. He knew Elle needed something to calm her already very smoky head.
“This once in a while, don't think badly of me. I sincerely help you and your mother, have absolutely no other purpose behind it. Trust me just this once,” said Enzo softly.
He rubbed Elle's back regularly even though he did not get any reply from Elle, as long as this woman did not push him away, that was enough. There was absolutely no answer from Elle, but Enzo could feel his shirt wet. Elle crying?
For the rest of the hug, no more words came out of Enzo's lips, he just rubbed the frail back that always tried to be strong. How can there be such a woman? Is he not tired? Does he not want to lean his tired shoulders on one man and not think of anything else?
**
Arlina is the son of one of the company's top brass at the place where Nabila works, and Nabila knows that very well. It is natural to use the connections of the parents to work. Just look at his style of speaking and behaving. If you do not want to judge, unfortunately all of these things are clearly visible on the surface.
If you don't want to play around with anyone there, there's no point in doing that. He has often said if the problem is now piled up, why add new problems again? Searching anyway
work in the capital is not easy, he needs to finance his two children and also the mother.
But trouble doesn't come just because we don't want it. It can come on suddenly when we don't expect it, and it can happen very often. Sentence ‘problem maturemu’, sometimes also very true. Not only mature you, sometimes also make you old suddenly.
Facing the editor-in-chief of the company where Nabila worked is one of the problems that hit him. He has done nothing wrong, his work has been fine all along, and he doesn't want to
bad thoughts, but his brain immediately processed that bad thing.
“I get a report if you have a relationship with one of the coworkers, is it true?” ask a middle-aged woman. If you look at her appearance, she is younger than her mother.
The woman rolled her eyes at the man next to her. Quickly, the man took out many photos from the brown envelope that was on the table. That woman is Ms. Diah, the superior of all the superiors in this office, who is also the parent of Arlina. It's not wrong if he has such bad thoughts, is it?
“Then how to explain these photos?”
There was even a photo of him being accidentally hugged by Juna at the steak and co. some time ago and some other photos that were deliberately taken with a bad point of view, I can take better photos than this. He's been followed then in slander having a relationship with a co-worker, this is one way to drop his career here.
Nabila was very calm, but he also kept a lot of swearing that he did not know who to spill to whom. The world gets so cruel sometimes.
“That is true of me, but I do not have any relationship with colleagues, sometimes photos can be very manipulating,” replied Nabila calmly. He had no faults, so there was no reason to rashly or vehemently respond to them.
“You already know if there is a rule from the company that coworkers should not have any relationship, right? So I just want to give the first warning so that events like this can not be repeated again.”
He knows that all companies have a bad side that is not known by many people, but Nabila did not expect that it would be this bad. Even without in-depth research, he already knew who was behind all this. So this time, he was facing a boy?
“Can I give you an answer once again?” ask Nabila again.
Ms. Diah simply nodded her head, as if reluctant to answer Nabila's request. Well, people who have levels far above us are always reluctant to deal with those who are not as level as them. Nabila already
I am very aware of such discrimination.
“Following me, photographing me is also part of violating my privacy and it can be very violating my human rights as an employee here. I'm sure only certain people get such rights, right? I can also report this to the authorities if you want,” replied Nabila.
That shocked roar could not be hidden by Bu Diah and also the man beside her. “You threatened me?”
“No, I just said the thing I should have. Why threaten Mother who has a lot of connections out there, will be very free, right?”
Nabila got up from her seat, still calmly. It was as if before him this was not a storm ready to destroy his life right now. What more storm would you like to give to Nabila if he has felt
everything been?
“I excuse me.”
Maybe if Nabila was acting, there would be many people who gave him a clap of pride. But unfortunately he was in a real situation that required him to act as well. Life seems to be pretending that. But, at least Nabila came out proudly from the room, although he had the possibility to be fired after this.
**
This is Friday’at, a day that Aidan should be looking forward to, because he will stay with his father today. But that was before he learned that his parents would not live on the same roof again. He was very curious why his parents were like that, why don't they live together like they used to? Why stay apart? He wants to be like before.
“Honey, it's papa already waiting outside, you don't want to see papa?” ask Nabila softly.
Nabila knows that if a child also desperately needs the figure of his father in his growth, he tries to be unselfish and more concerned with the feelings of the child. Glass that has been destroyed, it is very impossible to return intact again.
“Aidan tired, want to sleep aja.”
“Papa just bought your favorite new lego toy, you know. You're not curious to try the toy?” persuade Nabila again.
“Aidan don't want to, Ma. Aidan wants a break.”
All right, Nabila won't force his son any further. Maybe Aidan needs some time after learning about his parents' divorce, and the fact that they can't live together anymore. Why did his heart ache just thinking about it?
“Yaudah, mama said to papa first if Aidan wants to rest, huh? Good sleep, yes, hotshot mama.”
Nabila kissed Aidan's forehead and confirmed the location of the blanket worn by the son, before leaving the room and meeting Reno again. In retrospect, she was also very lazy to meet her ex-husband, but for the sake of their children, she also had to compromise.
“It looks like Aidan needs time, he does not want to come with you,” said Nabila.
Reno nodded her head, that exhausted look clearly on her face. I don't know what this ex-husband is doing out there so it's so unmanageable like this. Nabila is also very chaotic actually, only he is very good at covering up the shortcomings that he has. He could not show such a face in front of his children.
“Where is Aidan?” ask Reno.
“Hopefully good, maybe he just needs some time. Hopefully he can understand our situation.”
No. gabe. Such a small child should not understand the situation of his parents who are divorced and separated like that. Divorce is not due to the wishes of the child. Which child wants their parents to separate?
“This is all my fault..,”
“Yes, and you should reflect again on all your mistakes. I'm tired, so you go home,” cut Nabila.
It is enough with all the suppositions and imaginations of what if they should not part. It was enough to think about all that, he only wanted to return to reality if in the end they were already unable to be together again for any reason. It's not that he wants to be selfish, but that's exactly what happened.
“We better focus on each other's affairs, focus on your family and make sure mistakes like this never happen again.”
“You think I'm happy with my marriage?” ask Reno miris.
“I don't care about your life, you really should suffer after all the problems you've created for our household.”
Luckily Nabila has a sharper mouth than Liliana, he can freely remove all his tandem without caring Reno will be hurt. At least this man must also feel what Nabila feels at this time. Nabila's sharp words were not comparable to the love that had faded between them.
**
