
Anxiety embraces a flawless feeling. An uncomfortable throbbing continues to press against the chest. Naora seemed to spit out a few times with no idea why. All she knew was that the shadow of her husband kept spinning inside her head.
At the end of the twilight the beautiful barbie woman stood staring at the orange sky. A cell phone also stopped apart from its finger cage. Only once, the husband called back after not answering several calls from him. At this time, he was expecting a good news that could shake his bad feelings.
"Son Naora, why didn't you go inside?" asked Milah who had noticed his master's wife was still faithfully grounded in front of the door of the house. "You don't look calm."
"Come, Bi. My feelings are not good. I'm worried, Axton now."
"Maybe it's just your feelings. Go inside first. It's been 2 hours you've been standing here" said Milah, trying to calm down.
"But Bi .. my current anxiety is the same feeling that Axton was depressed that night. I'm pretty sure something happened to her, but I don't know what it was."
Milah tried to understand with Naora's attitude. Actually, he felt the same way. His heart was also incessantly chanting prayers.
Naora was relieved when a car thought to belong to Axton entered the gate. However, his relief had to evaporate instantly after realizing that what was expected was not up to expectations. From far away, it was Lana and her personal driver who were seen descending the vehicle.
"What are you guys doing here?" Lana's pale face looked astonished.
Naora who was still shrouded in anxiety seemed reluctant to answer. He is still very much**ilf***eel if given the scheming of honey that is really uncivilized.
"Mrs, what about your situation? Does his stomach still hurt? Your face still looks pale." But even back to asking.
After the gun scene ate master earlier this morning, Lana continued to complain of pain and torment. His body was almost helpless. The medicine he accidentally drank this morning continued to drain all of his stomach.
Lana glanced cynically at Naora who looked foolishly past her existence. It was like he was throwing a swearing oath in front of his honey.
I'm sure this woman***** has exchanged her drinks for mine. Because of him, I was tormented. Basic ******!
"I'm fine now!" lana replied with a tinge.
"Mrs, is your pain so bad?" The second question was that Milah stopped the footsteps of her master who was about to enter the house.
"Are you my aunt swearing at me? 'I told you I was okay" said Lana. His bad mood makes it easy to tepancing emotions.
"Sorry, Auntie didn't mean it that way. It's just that the red patches on Madam's neck made Aunt anxious."
Reflective hands cover her neck, the words of Milah make Lana like a thief who was caught stealing. While Stefan suddenly permission to resign. The man did not want to be suspected.
The insolent Stefan. He should have been more careful playing in the car!
"This red-red glimmer is the result of my husband's mischievous deeds. Bi Milah, why are you so innocent?"
Naora who was originally a fool for a moment looked at Lana with a doubtful look. "When did Axton do it? As I recall this morning the kissmark didn't exist. Did you meet with Axton on the way out?"
Is that why Axton couldn't be contacted? He was playing with Lana outside. Huh! My heart hurts if it's true. Because it's the same way I worry about something I shouldn't worry about.
"Yeah. I had lunch with him, then went to the hotel. And you must know what happened after that." Lana's back to making up stories.
Unfortunately, Naora wasn't the baby yesterday afternoon. Instead of believing, Lana's words that had just been heard actually grew awkward for him. "Lunch?" He began to investigate. "Isn't it at lunchtime you just went to the doctor for treatment? You're in pain where maybe you can have lunch let alone make love?"
Dead lice already, Lana seems to run out of sense to reason. The mind ceaselessly condemns the self that is trapped into ignorance. Immediately go from before Naora, is the last choice so as not to be further cornered.
"I'm stupid, because it's almost the same snack as Lana," the woman grumbled with hazel as Lana's body seemed increasingly distant. He turned his neck towards Milah. "I'm not so sure that the kissmark around his neck was Axton's. Did Bi Milah also agree?"
Marah smiled knot. "Bi Milah did not dare to assume, Nak Naora. Moreover, there is no real evidence in plain sight" replied Milah.
"Bi Milah was right. Ah... Why do I like to think badly of others?"
"Nathan?" it was accompanied by a squeak on his forehead.
"Hurry up, Naora boy. Just once Nathan's son brought us some news." Mari rebuked Naora who was even dumbstruck.
"Ah, yes."
"Hello, Nathan. What's up?" swipe after sticking his phone in the ear.
The beautiful Paras Naora immediately blushed after hearing the news from her interlocutor behind the call. His anxiety reigns along with the rain of heartbeats without mercy.
"Son Naora ... What's wrong? Why do you look worried?" Mari patted Naora on the shoulder.
The woman immediately led a glance towards Milah who already looked curious. Lips vibrate. With a stern answer. "Bi Milah ... Axton .. was rushed to the hospital."
Marah grabbed Naora's fingers that felt cold and wet with sweat, then clenched her body stiffened with anxiety.
"I have to see him right now, Bi." Naora breaks down Mirah's embrace.
"But, son .. It's almost evening."
As if closing her ears, Naora did not listen to the old woman's advice. He walked away, calling a private driver.
"Son Naora ..he even left wearing a nightgown," said Milah, looking at the car carrying his young master's wife's two vanishing behind the gate.
Two more hours of travel have been passed with a giddy feeling. Naora is now in one of the city hospitals. A foot swing was carried down the hallway, past the hospital ward of a quiet atmosphere.
After reaching the intended room, Naora rushed to the hospital bed where Axton was lying. "Axton ...! Why is this so?" the woman said half screaming. She hugged her husband's body while sobbing.
He stared at Axton's seemingly helpless condition. The man was lying in a light blue patient shirt. White bandages also bandage the forehead. There are some wounds that decorate the hands. An infusion hose was attached to his left wrist. Axton's eyes closed. His breathing is regular.
Wanting to get an answer soon, Naora led a questioning mimic toward Nathan and Wildan who had been there to guard Axton. "What actually happened?"
"Naora, you calm yourself. Axton has not suffered any fatal injuries. The doctor gave her sleeping pills to rest. He will recover soon" Nathan said.
Naora can breathe a little relieved, but that doesn't mean her worry just goes away. Seeing Axton's condition like that, made him feel the same way.
"How's the story going he got hurt, Nathan?"
"He was wounded trying to protect Mr. Edrich from the rampage of the protest in the name of the local community in the project environment."
"WHAT?!"
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Sorry yes ... Nofi can't double up. And it seems that it is impossible to do as long as Nofi is still working in Taiwan. Not lazy, but indeed the time for nulis is really critical.
Again sorry to be disappointed ...🙏
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