Second Wife Young Master Arogan
Naora's Heartbreak
The dry wind screamed weakly, rustling in the blemish of broken branches, flying dead leaves tired, blowing fiercely against the walls of the unbrightened celestial sphere.
Nature seems to be moping. Marked with a gray cloud over the head. It is in harmony with the heart of a man there. To be exact, at a suburban public cemetery.
Accompanied by Naora, Edrich seemed to drift in grief. In front of his beloved wife, he shed tears. Although 20 years of death has separated, but keihklasan not also say hello.
The man, still locked up in the prison of grief. The extreme love in making it difficult for her to accept reality. For him, the wife's departure was a field of suffering.
Naora who had seemed to live the atmosphere, staring at the back of the Daddy. Sadness also frames the heart. He deeply regretted the attitude of the middle-aged man who seemed to reject the path of destiny.
Does not God test his creatures according to their abilities? Even God always slips a solution in every test given. Includes solutions to overcome suffering in the heart.
But unfortunately, Edrich seemed to forget that. He let his soul continue to drift into the pit of suffering he created himself. Including planting hatred for Axton, his only son.
For a moment Naora observed the sky weather as if it was about to spit out its entrails immediately and then turned its attention back to Edrich. "Daddy, the sky looks dark. It looks like it's going to rain soon. We better go back now," he said.
Edrich turned his head for a while and looked back at his wife's tombstone. Hand carried gently rubbed the mound in front of him, before finally moving from a squatting position and leaving from the city's public cemetery.
Along the way back home, Naora continued to be shrouded in curiosity. It had to do with Axton, the arrogant guy. The tongue is no longer able to hold. The woman began to roll.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
Edrich turned his neck towards Naora and then pinned a thin smile. "Ask Naora."
"What does Axton really have to do with leaving my late mother-in-law behind?"
Edrich's face suddenly turned grim. Naora's question instantly reminded her of her dark past. However, instead of immediately giving an answer, he instead chose silence. Until making the woman have to swallow her curiosity deeply.
What exactly is going on? Looking at Axton's freak this morning made me think a lot. Daddy was even reluctant to give an answer.
The answer that never got from the Daddy made his mind wander. It felt like she wanted to go back home and see her husband. I don't know why, the bad feeling keeps on going.
Axton .. are you okay now?
Barbie's pretty woman even sent a message several times and also called Axton to make sure. However, not a single response was found.
The one who is usually always alert to raise his call is now unable to be contacted. Naora was frustrated.
"Naora, has Axton been so bad to you?" Edrich's question, suddenly solve Naora's daydream.
He searched for answers with the right and convincing word sequence. "Axton was very kind to me. Daddy doesn't have to worry." Naora made up the story a little because she did not want to make the man worry about her and also added hatred towards Axton.
"You don't lie, Naora."
The man seemed to be unable to believe it right away. Naora was in her hands for 17 years. Of course, he had been very familiar with what his adopted daughter felt, even though he only saw from the front line and especially the look in the eyes.
Too bad, Edrich could understand Naora's feelings, but why did he seem blind to her feelings? Doesn't the relationship of blood and flesh have a strong inner bond even though it is invisible?
It's smirking!
Naora sighed resignedly. He was indeed very unable to lie in front of that man whom he had already considered father. In the moment of lying, the look in his eyes will look fragile and weak.
That was the secret point of Naora's heart. If Axton could be a little sensitive, maybe the atmosphere in the marriage is not filled with a wounded heart.
Ah ... It seems a bit difficult to ask the arrogant man to be sensitive to Naora's feelings, while with his own feelings alone he is still difficult to interpret about the type of taste how and what.
Indeed, the lack of caresses of affection and outpouring of feelings from the parents he should have gotten from childhood, made him not much to learn about what a variety of flavors were. As Axton knows, he has to work hard to win various achievements in order to get an acknowledgement of his existence.
Confession from the Daddy of course.
"I feel ... slowly Axton began to show his kind attitude to me, Dad."
This time Naora did say what it was. He did not deny the fact, that Axton's attitude is a little different. Although his arrogance still attached possessiveness in every action.
"Didn't the woman know she was still living in that house?"
Naora could immediately understand who the woman Edrich was referring to. Who else would open Lana.
"Lana's supposed to be living there, Daddy. He's Axton's wife. Did Daddy forget, I was the third person to infiltrate their household." He tried to give understanding even though his heart felt bitter.
"Daddy was intent on getting the woman out of the house. She shouldn't have stayed with you."
My hatred for that woman is not unreasonable. I still remember, he used to be a paid agent of a business competitor to trap me into sleeping with him. Basic cheesy!
"Daddy, I'm glad Daddy cares about me so much. However, for this time please give me the confidence to settle my own household affairs."
"You sure?"
Naora smiled faintly between her steady nods. "I'm sure, Dad."
Edrich gave a rough sigh. It was too hard not to comply with the request of his adopted daughter. " Alright, Naora. However, you should still call Daddy when you're really not strong."
"Ready!" He replied while saluting, making the man snort amusedly.
The day is past evening. Naora is on her way home. Honestly, his feelings were very uneasy. I don't know what happened to his brain, Axton's figure continues to be imagined.
Oh my God .. Why do I feel so uncomfortable? What exactly is going on? I hope there is nothing bad.
Naora continues to be fretful friends. The series of prayers continued to slide from the tip of the tongue.
"Sir Hasan, can you increase the speed of the car?" pinta the woman. He can't wait to get home soon.
"Good, Miss."
"If you're sleepy just say it, I'll replace you."
Hearing Naora's offer, success made the driver laugh. "Where may I accept your offer, Miss."
"It doesn't matter to me, Mr. Hasan."
"But that's a problem for me, miss."
Naora smiled faintly. "Just as for Mr. Hasan."
"Yes, Miss."
Some time later. Naora's car stopped in the spacious courtyard. He brought his foot down the vehicle. It feels like the heart is already very itching to find answers to anxiety.
After the foot passed through the door frame, he was immediately greeted by the sad face of a woman. His cheeks were even wet with tears. It made Naora astonished and anxious for a moment.
"Bi Milah, why are you crying?"
Please wipe the wet net frame before answering. "Son Naora, Mr. Axton-"
Not until Milah finished her sentence until the end point, Lana came crying hysterically.
"Naora .. Can you help me?"
"What's really going on, Lana? Speak directly to the point."
"Axton Lana ...."
"Why is he?!" Naora is impatient. He is also very worried now.
"You'd better come with me, and see Axton's condition in person now."
"But Madam, it's very dangerous to see the young master now." Milah tried to dispel Lana's intentions.
"You shut up, Bik!" jolt Lana before dragging Naora towards the place where Axton was.
O Lord .. give your protection to Nak Naora. And give healing to the young master. Milah's lips incessantly chanted prayers in the heart.
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