THE ANGEL I HURT

Forgive me

I woke up early this morning. I want to see Chaira soon. I wanted to apologize to him. I'm sure he's still faithfully waiting for me.

My chair is different from the others. It's just that I'm the fool who's been squandering an angel like him.

I smiled in front of the mirror in my bathroom.

"I'm coming baby" I said to my own shadow

Soon I changed my clothes and deliberately chose some clothes that Chaira used to love. Well, it doesn't feel like an exaggeration if I want to take her heart so she will forgive me.

Once tidy I immediately went down and passed Dion who was still sleeping on the sofa in front of the tv. He decided to keep me company wherever I went.

But today I specially woke up early to meet Chaida alone. Then I slightly increased my steps so that Dion would not wake up. When I got through it and reached the door, I immediately pulled out my car.

Dion who was surprised immediately ran away thinking it was the result of a thief. I laughed at his parno reaction.

"Basar Darren, play steal start!!!" dion made coffee for himself.

Today he did not go to the office and work from home.

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My car arrived at the boutique yard.

I'm not sure I'm still looking at the boutique from the car. I'm pretty sure this is the Chaira boutique I used to attend.

"Why is the name of the button different?" shirihku

I slowly opened the car door and got down. I walked into the boutique. I look at the situation there for a moment. Everything feels different.

"Welcome sir, how can I help you?" an officer greeted me

"Eh, uh, "I didn't go on with my words.

My eyes caught some of Chaira's well-dressed fashion in the corner. I'll be there soon.

"For this one is a designer's design,,,,,, "

"I know" cut me fast

The clerk kept quiet as I cut his talk and then wanted to keep my distance because I felt I was not a customer who liked to be helped.

"Wait, this boutique belongs to Chaira Fajira isn't it?" I asked quickly when I saw him start to stay away from me.

"Not father, this belongs to Mr. Adam Setiawan" he replied

"But why is this boutique still selling Chaira's designs?" ask me again

"I'm sorry, sir, Chaira's plan is a consignment here" he explained

I scrunched my forehead a sign of not understanding. How can Chaira's stuff be called consignment? And why is this store Adam's?

I really don't understand.

"Is this boutique owner there?" much

"It just so happens that there is no master. Mr. Adam rarely comes here" he said again

"Alright then who is the manager here. I want to see him. Just tell me I'm Chaira's husband the owner of this boutique before!!!" tell me upset that I can't see Adam.

"Sorry sir, please, introduce me Mira, the manager here. I represent Mr. Adam. Can I help you?" someone came

I looked at him. I noticed his appearance was different from other employees.

"I wonder how my wife's boutique now belongs to your boss?" I asked without further ado

"Sorry sir, to my knowledge Miss Chaira has been selling this boutique to Mr. Adam since a few months ago." the manager who had been arranged by Ray's assistant clearly answered even though his words were a lie.

"Sell???" much

"Yes, sir, I accompanied Mr. Adam when I met Miss Chaira" the manager confirmed

"do you know why my wife sold it?" ask me again

"I'm sorry sir if for reasons I don't know because we're here just buying something that's been offered. And I think as the husband of Miss Chaira you should know better why, right?" the manager was a little insinuating to me

I'm actually annoyed to get such insinuations but his words are true.

I should have known more than he did. I'm Chaira's husband how I might not know what the reason and purpose of my wife selling her property.

Suddenly I felt stupid standing there. I immediately left the boutique and got into the car.

I'm thinking hard.

"Why are you selling it, baby? Isn't the shop one of your biggest dreams? What's been happening to you all this time?" I kept asking questions in my heart

"I'd better go to our house that you bought and occupied by Rosa. Maybe Chaira's there" I thought

The boutique manager who unbeknownst to me kept an eye on me immediately called Adam, Ray's assistant reported my arrival. As per Ray's message, everyone who asks about Chaira's whereabouts all employees must report.

Adam who received the report from the manager directly contacted Ray.

"Good, good," said Ray satisfied to hear Adam's report.

"You started looking for Chaira Dare, why?? What do you want to do with her again?" Ray asked in his heart

"I won't let you hurt her again. Enough tears have been spilled because of you!!!" Ray's upset

Ray decides not to tell Chaira first about Darren's arrival. He knew that his best friend also agreed with the way I handled Darren. Because of all this I did also at his request who did not want his existence known to many people.

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The house looks empty. I paused my intention to squeeze the bell when I saw the gate locked from the outside.

"Are they out?" thought

I was going to the car when someone called me.

"Sir Darren" he called

I looked over and immediately recognized the person who called me that. Apparently he's our housing complex security guard.

"Over time we don't see you, sir, how are you?" much

"I'm good sir. What about dad? How are you doing, Miss Chaira? " tanyanya

I was confused when he asked Chaira.

"Didn't he live here sir?" ask me back

" Oh this whole time the house was occupied by Miss Rosa and Mr. Toni only sir. Ms. Chaira herself has not lived here for a long time" he said.

I calmed down a little because I thought I could go to Rosa to ask her where Chaira is.

"Bu Rosa herself has not lived here for almost a week anymore, sir" he said

"What??? Rosa doesn't live here anymore?" I was surprised to hear that

"Right sir, don't you know?" tannya

I don't answer that anymore. I pulled out my phone. I tried calling Rosa but her number wasn't dialed. A few times trying to stay disconnected I finally tried to contact Chaira. Actually I didn't want to call him but just went to see him.

I started to panic when none of their numbers could be reached. Suddenly I felt very scared. I silently stared at what if I couldn't find Chaira.

"Sir, sir, sir, are you okay??" Satpam patted my shoulder

"Ehhhm yes yes, I have to go" I said

"Be careful sir" the message

I just nodded and immediately headed to my car. I immediately went back to her again when it came to asking her something.

"Sir, sir, do you know where they're going?" ask him

The guard looked at me in wonder. He seemed unsure of my question.

"Sorry sir, I don't know" he said without trying to find answers to his astonishment.

"Thank you sir" I said slowly.

I walked back to my car with a grill.

"Where are you, baby? Why did you leave without saying goodbye to me? Why did you leave without my permission? Are you that angry with me?" I kept asking in my heart

I still haven't left there. I'm still sitting in the car. I don't care if the security guard still looks at me in wonder from a distance.

My eyes are suddenly hot. I felt it in my chest. My tears trickled along with the more open my mind became.

"God, what kind of husband am I? For so long I delivered your angel of care that I should have guarded and flooded with outpouring of affection. Where do I look for him now???" I realize that even though it's too late.

For a long time I realized that giving him money was not enough to be held responsible.

I just realized that my wife Chaira also needs my inner living.

I just realized I've been lost, too,,,

"God, forgive me" I lamented

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