Second Wife Young Master Arogan

The Unsurpassed Anxiety

The morning is celebrating the sun. The sky looks bright. The coldness of the dew also accompanies. The chirping of a singing bird strings up a natural symphony.

Under the warm blanket, a lump of lifeless meat was still sleeping accompanied by a fine snore. Until, a tired soul wading through the dream world inspires him to wake up again.

Naora ... squirms lightly, stretching her leg muscles. Slowly the eyelids opened and began scanning the atmosphere of the room with life not yet fully gathered in the body. Until the memory of last night's events recovers all of his consciousness.

"Axton ...." He immediately moved to a sitting position and looked for the whereabouts of Axton who was not visible nearby. Even in the whole room.

The woman remembered very well, that last night was still sitting on the floor until she fell asleep. And when he woke up he was already on top of the contest.

"Surely Axton moved me to bed. Why didn't he wake me? And is he okay?I have to make sure it's going." Anxiety that struck, took a hand to grab the blanket that wrapped his body and stepped out of the room.

"Lana ... Where is Axton now?" He asked directly to his honey who happened to cross paths with him.

For a moment, Lana seemed to think before answering. "I also don't know where he is right now. But early in the morning he ordered the ration on the bed to me before leaving. My husband can't be far from my touch."

I had to make Naora keep thinking badly of Axton so she wouldn't feel at home and get out of this house. The existence of this cheap woman really disturbed my calm.

However, instead of messing with Lana's words, Naora looked at the interlocutor with a puffy look. "I think I'm wrong to ask you, Lana." He folded his hands in front of his chest.

"And what is this? You don't even look worried at all when Axton isn't home. He needs attention and support right now. You've instead chosen to share your privacy story where I can't believe it. Stop, heat me up if you don't want your own burning in the end" he continued, scattering the honey with a series of monohok words.

This time, Naora completely put aside her feelings of jealousy. Right now, she just wanted to make sure that her arrogant husband was okay.

"I'm surprised, Axton could take care of a wife like you. Haah! I should have confirmed that love is blind." He turned his heels and left.

And I also seem to have been blinded by love because I still expect love from the man who continues to inflict wounds on my heart. I hope that one day this feeling will be removed if I end up not being in love. Naora's mind monologued in between her steps, leaving Lana still speechless.

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It did not feel like the bright sky had been blanketed in a pitch-black night. Naora now looks fresher after finishing with the ritual of soaking in warm water. At least, it could reduce the burden of his mind for a moment.

All day he was made anxious because Axton did not return to the residence. Several times he made phone calls and sent messages, but there was no response. Nathan who usually always knew about the whereabouts of his best friend was now confused.

Axton seems lost to the earth.

"Where is he actually? After last night's incident he should have calmed down more at home. Not even a slack."

Naora looked irritated in the sidelines of anxiety. He then looked at his self-reliance in the dresser mirror. Highlight eyes staring straight at the same breath.

The unrest that continued to fill the chest cavity slowly carried his memory floating in as he tried to calm Axton last night. The woman fell into a daydream.

His gaze began to blur, along with the crystal circles that slid from the eye peluk. Naora has given up her life.

I don't know where the power comes from. The soul again tries to scavenge a trace of hope. The woman rose again from the feeling. His tongue began to string a mouth. Until Axton's heart felt the vibration.

"Sister Ax-ton ...."

Axton was stunned after hearing the call that had once grown a thump in the chest. The grip of his fingers gradually stretched from Naora's neck.

Still dominated by the turmoil of taste that continues to hit the soul, the man went from the body of the woman. He moved backwards by bending both knees. A pair of hands were brought to cover the ears, dispelling the whispers that seemed to continue to haunt him.

"Maxos ...!" Axton again roared, blowing away all the shackles of the dark taste of torment.

After scooping up the voracious air to fill the lung cavity, Naora tried to get up from position. Although still exhausted, he seemed to not care about what would happen. Clearly, his heart was very sick to see the miserable condition of the husband.

The woman tried to clutch Axton's trembling body bravely. Hope his actions can calm the heart. However ....

Lucky the man's actions did not undermine the persistence of a Naora Alesha. The woman returned to the man.

"Nrrw ...! Arrhng ...!" Axton's craziness makes Naora's embrace come back apart. Until the woman is no longer able to stem the tears of sadness.

"Enough! Axtons! stop torturing yourself like this!"

Naora immediately sat down. The pain in the chest seemed to take all his strength to the toilet.

"You're worrying me, Axton."

He sobbed until his pair of shoulders seemed to shake. For the first time, he actually showed his tears in front of Axton very consciously.

"You scared me, Axton." Naora began to tear, soaking her beautiful face flat. "I'm afraid you're hurt deeper. I'm afraid you're tormented for longer. I'm scared, Axton. Why are you doing this to me?"

Axton was silent for a moment. Stunned, that was the feeling that was crawling inside the chest. Naora's tears seemed to distract her. He also did not expect the woman to cry for him.

Still stunned, Naora approached Axton and threw a few weak blows at the chest of the field in front of her. "You've had enough of making me sad with your rude attitude all along, so don't add to my sadness again with your current attitude. Why do you like making me suffer?"

Naora stopped her punch and hugged Axton's body which gave no response. There was no rejection or welcome. There is, a heartbeat that vibrates the chest. The woman could even feel it.

"Naora ..." - Axton.

Naora nodded lightly as Axton's voice again pierced through her hearing. He slightly broke his embrace and looked closely at a pair of gray irises that turned out to be in line with his eyes.

"Yes, Axton. It's me, Naora. Now calm yourself. Don't be sad anymore. I'm here to accompany you." He hugged Axton. This time it was deeper and full of love.

"Naora ...," said Axton.

"Yes .. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

"Don't cry."

Naora's springing wiped away the tears that had soaked her net frame. "Yes, I stopped crying."

Naora shuddered as the breeze gusts coming in from the balcony door touched her skin. The woman immediately came out of her daydream, followed by a long sigh. However, anxiety to Axton certainly still exists.

He glanced at the wall clock. "It's so late, hasn't Axton come home yet? Is it possible that she's already in the room with Lana? But ... I haven't heard the sound of the car coming since. Doesn't that mean he's not home yet?"

The coldness of the wind that entered the room made him shudder coldly. Naora made her move from her seat, intending to close the balcony door. However, not yet had the door closed perfectly, his view captured an object that was outside the house from a distance.

Desire suddenly brought the foot stepped away from the room. The woman ran as if she was chasing an eroding time.

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