Secretly Loving You's

Ch 36 - A Heart Destroyed

Pretty bad morning. Starting from the absence of a reply message from Mr. Armand. But, even so, I still prepared provisions for him. Hoping that with lunch together, this annoyance would end.

Apparently, the bad mood did not end just like that. I thought that after arriving at the office, I would be able to meet Mr. Armand immediately, but it wasn't like that. When I came, Mr. Armand hadn't come yet.

Every five minutes, I check my watch on my phone. Watch that tightly closed door. Wish the occupants came and gave me many tasks in jest. But until ten, the door remained tightly closed.

Every 10.00 WIB, I have to go to Bank Indonesia to hand over the warkat I brought. This schedule cannot be stretched, so inevitably I leave the office.

Lost the spirit, of course. Especially every time you see a phone that has no reply. My mind went everywhere. Did Mr Armand deliberately avoid me because of what I said yesterday? Was he illfeel and decided not to see me?

"Mom, it's here." The driver's voice breaks the daydream. I did not feel like I had arrived at Bank Indonesia.

The bank meeting lasted for an hour. Change warkat. Verifying. Matching recipient's customer data. Once deemed appropriate, then each officer returned to their respective offices to run the warkat that has been received.

"Go home, Mommy?"

"Yes, just go home, sir."

"Nobody wants to buy? A nibble? Seblak?" I shook my head. Seeing my bad mood, Mr. Driver didn't ask again. He drove the vehicle to the office.

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I was walking in the parking area. Two more steps, I'll reach the door. But my steps came to a halt as soon as I felt a soft pat on the left shoulder.

"Duh, sorry Ma'am. From earlier I called Mbak, but it seems like the Mama is not horrified. I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, pat her Mama's shoulder." I turned around and saw the person who had patted me on the shoulder.

In front of me, stood a woman whose beauty was above average. Strictly fibrous eyebrows. Small but pointed nose. Round eyes with thick eyelashes. Sensual full lips. While wavy brown hair is left to be broken.

"Yes?"

"Officer's brother here?" tanyanya while glancing at the ID Card wrapped around my neck.

"Em, yes. Can I help you, Mom?" I tried to use formal words, for fear that the one I was facing right now was a customer.

"Oh, sorry Ma'am. It's a personal request. Want this nitip Ma'am, for Mr. Abi." The woman handed me the box. I hesitated to accept it.

"Sir Abi?" ask again. Feeling foreign and familiar with the name.

"Oh, he meant for Mr. Armand Abhimanyu. Known mamma?" As if hypnotized, I nodded my head. I don't know why, my feelings are not good.

"So, this is for Mr Armand?" ask again. For some reason, my stomach acid started to rise.

"Yes Ma'am. He was in a hurry, so he missed. That's why I stopped by here. The phone has not been picked up, it may be busy. It's okay, won't I take it to Ma'am?"

My head is getting dizzy. Stifled departure. Need to gulp repeatedly to ask questions that I'm not sure I want to hear the answer.

"From who?" Finally the question came out too.

"Say from Nadya. His wife." A very cheerful answer, but it brought down my world for a moment.

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