The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Fabian's confession of love.

Turning left and right, Litania seemed to develop a smile. She loves the dress she wears now. Knee-length black dress with no sleeves and collar that is not too wide. So graceful and fitting in her slim body. There is a feeling of arrogance when looking at yourself in the mirror. "I'm beautiful." Grimacing the horse, Litania went back in circles until the sound of knocking on the door stopped her strange activity.

"You're going to go with Fabian?" Sita asked while laying down on the side of the bed. "You've been thinking about the positive and negative sides. Remember, you're still the wife of someone, how do the people around here look like?"

Litania bent her face slightly. "I don't care about other people's views, Grandma. I just want to be happy, to be free. We do not eat those who love. They have no right to dictate or regulate my life. They know what?"

Unknowingly, again came out clear water from the eye peluhan Litania. A vivid memory of Candra smiling and laughing with a woman. As if he never meant anything. Wife goes, another woman approaches. Ck, bangkotan ganjen base, litania ruk in the heart.

"Can't you just forgive him. Poor thing, he seems to be sorry. Give him a chance, hm ...."

Litania flinching. He pointed his face in the other direction— silently erasing the trace of his tears.

"It." Sita handed a brown letter to Litania. "Grandma got this letter this afternoon."

"From who?"

"Rania, read. Let you understand. It is not good to put emotions first. Think of the best way." Patting Litania on the shoulder, Sita said again, "Yes, Grandma came out first. You don't come home too late."

Litania nodded. He opened the letter when the grandmother's back was swallowed by the door.

Litania, sorry, I can only say hello by mail. I'm too embarrassed to be honest and honest with you. I'm ashamed of Litan, as a woman I shouldn't be like that. As a woman, I should understand your position. But I'm too blind. I'm greedy. I want Chandra. I want that good man to choose me. Forgive me for ruining your happy family. Sorry .. because of me, your sense of trust is the same he immediately disappeared.

I realize, the word sorry is no longer important to you. I understand you're disappointed in Chandra. But believe. You're all he loves. About me, you don't take it easy. I was just a mistake. And mistakes deserve forgiveness.

Don't be so hard on him. That night it was my fault too. And all this time he's been hiding us because I asked. He's the man in charge of the Titan. I just first met a man almost as near perfect as he is. Maybe that's what made me forget myself.

It was the time we met for the second time. He never married me. He wanted the child I was carrying to have status and to have the proper affection. But stupid me. I rejected him. And now I'm sorry. I hope you never want an ego either. Karan's end must be regret.

About Chandira, I'm gonna raise him so lovingly that he forgets his real father. I can be another tough woman like me. I will fight for Chandira. I hope you can fight to be happy too.

Sorry a thousand times sorry*.

***

Throwing a glance out the window of the car, Litania was engrossed in her own thoughts. The girl did not even hear that the man next to her had been thumping many times. "Where's the show? You likey? The chocolate's good, isn't it?"

Silence, Litania is silent. A reply that made Fabian knit an eyebrow, astonished at Litania's unusual attitude. He touched Litania's shoulder. "You why? Frowning from earlier."

Banging languidly, the Litania is not powered to talk. His brain worked hard thinking about the fate of his household. He is upset, restless between the further or the end.

"By the way, how's your relationship going with your husband?"

Litania took a long breath. Hearing Fabian's words further added to his guilt. How cruel he was to punish Chandra, from verbal to physical.

Litania bowed listlessly. "Then what should I do?"

"My advice, I'm sorry. Give him another chance. If he's still acting, call me. I'd be happy to change position."

Turning her face towards Fabian, Litania was clearly shocked by the ambiguous remark. But he's not stupid. He knew what Fabian said. That mature and handsome man must have put his heart to her. "B-but I...."

"Yes, I know. You are still the wife of someone. That's why I don't dare more than a friend. Even here." Fabian patted his own chest. "It hurts. So hurt. Pretending to be happy is sick, you know."

Litania's still tight-lipped. Not knowing to have to comfort Fabian who is heartbroken or grateful because Fabian does not complicate things.

Litania squeezed her stiff fingers. "Sorry ...."

Smiling sweetly, Fabian swiped

head of Litania. "Why apologize. I should have apologized. I'm sorry I can't keep this friendship. I tried, but still failed. You are beautiful, kind and cheerful. I'm tempted by that."

Litania is getting it wrong. His cheeks were even flushed and stiffened. A sight that made Fabian again chuckle softly. "Calm down. I'm still sane. It's just a one-sided confession of love. I don't need an answer. I just want to express this feeling so I can end it."

Looking at Litania who had been bowed in, Fabian again said, "I hope you can be happy. I've been looking for information about your husband. He's a good, hard-working guy, but unfortunately he's an active drinker. Just give me some advice, try it later if you come back. Change him. Change it to be better."

Litania nodded, the awkward feeling still dominating the mind to say it was reluctant.

Without notice, they had already arrived in front of Litania's house. A long journey decorated with Fabian's love confession. A situation Litania had never imagined before. He was comfortable with Fabian. However, as for the matter of feeling, he only considered her a friend.

Opening the car door, Litania directed her gaze at Fabian who had also smiled at her. "Thank you very much. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to bales your kindness."

"Don't apologize. I hope we're keeping a tightrope." Fabian carved a smile before finally leaving.

However, without Litania guessing, a Carry car approached and down two men with a mask on the face blocked his path.

"Who are you?" Litainia took three steps back. It was like he had Deja vu syndrome. Recalling the kidnapping incident he experienced while in Bali.

Still emitting a stare, Litania again shouted, "Who are you! What do you want!"

"Beautiful Feng, come with us."