Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Mutual Menere

The flow of time continues to flow, carrying the strands of the story of the journey of human life. It did not feel like a full moon had passed without despair. And all that time a lump of heart kept languishing. The soul seemed to sink into the quiet, although the frenzy of the city street crowds blurted out undisturbed.

Behind the wheel, Axton is seen focusing on the thick highway crowded with passing vehicles. However, who would have thought that he was flashing a fog of mind because there was no presence of the beloved woman. Like a long dry season, the young master's heart felt arid.

After a final debate at the hospital, Axton has yet to meet Naora. Nathan who also helped look for his whereabouts did not find him. The woman seemed lost in time.

Tiiinn ...!

Axton instantly detached from the daydream along with the rough dings of his steering wheel towards the lip of the road when the car carried almost collided violently with other vehicles. Being too immersed into a chaotic mind, seizing his focus while driving.

The man instantly turned off the vehicle's engine, intending to take a little time to scoop up the composure in the chest. Hand invited to displace the rough hair along with the heavy breath. As if his heart was tormented, weakening every nerve in his body, he dropped his head over the folds of his hands resting on the steering wheel of his car.

"Naora where are you actually hiding? Don't torture me like this. I'm going crazy" the man complained.

"Huh! Is this my punishment for treating you so badly. Believe me, Naora I've regretted it for a long time."

Frustration! Axton tapped his forehead several times on the steering wheel. Feeling his actions unable to reduce the turmoil of the heart, he slammed his back on the back of the car bench with a bitter feeling.

"You better beat me and get angry in front of me than to get out of my sight."

Truly, Naora's figure was like a droplet of soul-cooling dew. The touch, the smile, the attention, the look in the eyes, the voice, and everything in the woman had become opium to the young master. So, it's not wrong if the current Axton is crazy.

"I miss you so much."

Of course Axton misses. After an hour of separation, he was eager to meet. Especially until a month has passed. He really will not be able to.

A pair of sad neutrals were invited to highlight the scenery outside the window. Eyeballs dribbled resignedly following the movement of the human body that went out into the building of the city shopping center. Until, his shot suddenly sharpened, and fixated on the figure of a woman.

"Naora?"

Convinced that he did not see wrong, the leg was brought down the mount and then stepped wide near the target which was still his eye shot. The man continued to slash the distance until the hand was able to reach the shoulder of a woman.

"Naora," said Axton excitedly. She was even getting ready to hug him.

"Sorry, who are you?"

Pupus is hoping to be reunited with his beloved wife. Apparently Axton has the wrong guy. When viewed from behind, the woman was indeed very similar to Naora who had disappeared several days ago.

Regardless of the astonished look of the foreign woman, Axton just left. This time, her little heart was still pining. It is a fact, without Naora beside him, he is like a grain of dust that means nothing.

Meanwhile, in the other hemisphere. In a remote village far from the hustle of the city. A beautiful area, panoramic nature that spoils the eye. Forests, mountains, rice fields, and rivers become a blend of the beauty of the Creator.

In a simple building, teaching and learning activities are taking place there. It seems that some children are so enthusiastic about receiving material from their teachers.

If considered carefully, none of the students appear to be wearing uniforms like a student in general. Because in fact they are only children of parents who have economic strata are less able to have no opportunity to get education in school.

Therefore, the future successors of the disadvantaged nation do not want to waste the opportunity when there are two volunteers to share their knowledge for free. The two angel-hearted humans are deliberately embracing children to get back to feel how exciting it is to demand knowledge.

"Kids, our learning activities today are quite up here huh. Remember, go straight home first so that your parents do not worry," said softly one of the volunteers berparas beautiful.

"Remember! Do not play in the river because the water is overflowing. That's very dangerous for you." This time replace a tomboy-looking volunteer who is telling.

"Ready, Ma'am Teacher ...," they answered again compactly as well.

"Until we meet tomorrow, kids, good afternoon" the two volunteers said.

"Good day, Master."

After saying greetings, the students immediately scattered out of the room to leave the two volunteers alone.

"How are you, do you still feel at home in this remote place?" ask Jovana.

"Of course it's still at home. It's so much fun here. Especially when you see the happy faces of children. It feels proud to be able to teach a child who initially could not write, finally able to write. There is a satisfaction of its own,” obviously Jovana's friend who is none other than Naora.

Jovana is the only friend of Naora who has a hobby in humanitarian activities, especially in the field of education. the woman was even willing to dedicate almost all her time to channel knowledge to children who came from economically disadvantaged parents. For him, education is part of the vocation of the soul so that he carries out his teaching activities as an obligation that arises from conscience and sincerity.

"You sure you don't want to go home? Your husband must be waiting for you."

"Please! Don't force me Jo. I'm still very disappointed in him." Naora frowned while tidying up the material books on the table.

"You're not fully divorced yet, it's not good to sulk for too long."

"But she's obviously asking for a divorce." Naora focused her attention on Jovana. "You're impressed to banish me in a halist manner, Joe. Don't you like it when I'm here with you?"

"It's not like that I mean, Naora. You're what the hell? It's so easy to be angry like a grandmother who is PMS."

"Just talk to Joe about anything. I am obviously still very disappointed in him. I hate him."

Without waiting for a reply from Jovana, Naora breezed away. The woman went into a room that was in one building where she studied together.

A long sigh slipped from a pair of Jovana's lips. For some reason, he felt the last few days his best friend was so intense and easily ignited anger.

While in the room. Naora immediately fell down on the contest while drowning her face in the pillow.

"I hate you so much, Axton! You arrogant bastard sucks!" He continued to express his disappointment.

Not felt, the urge to support the clear fluid frames the eyes and ultimately slides across the cheeks. "I hate you, but .. I miss you too."

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Sorry just to be able to take a thousand words nih🙏 The eyes are very heavy