The Bond of Our Love
CHAPTER 64 - I Can't Stop Thinking About You!
The following days they lived by harboring each other's longing that soared in each other's hearts. Although both of them have decided to forget each other and focus on their respective partners, but it turns out to practice is not as easy as imagined.
Every time the meal time came, Shreya just sat in front of the dining table and spent a little food and always put on a grim face. Dawn always offered him to add, but he always refused, because since returning to Magelang, his appetite has been getting less and less.
Likewise with his mood. Dawn always tried to get him to talk. Discusses various things, including about the growth of small flowers that are still in the womb. But Shreya only responded rigidly.
Every time he finished eating, he immediately said goodbye to his room, regardless of anyone. Usually he will spend time alone and daydream for hours in rooms, balconies, parks, swimming pools and others.
Olive and the other servants tried their best to comfort the woman, making her a healthy and delicious meal. Because they all felt anxious about the condition of their young mistress, the more days her appetite was reduced. His body is taking care of. Only the stomach still looks bigger.
But their efforts seem free. Because all the food was tasteless in Shreya's mouth. Until he often felt nauseous and made everyone more anxious.
Even dawn does not break charcoal. He tried hard to approach and take the woman's heart. By buying him good food outside, offering to feed him food, take vitamins, take him for a walk to the mall. Buy them branded items such as clothes, clothes, bags, shoes, accessories and jewelry.
But none of those luxury items managed to make him feel happy. The only thing that impressed him the most was the crystal ball that contained a pair of miniature dolls given Rahul when in the old town the other day.
He always looked at the thing he had placed on the nightstand beside his bed, while enduring a deep longing for the giver of the crystal ball.
Dawn also often invites him to play, party colleagues or relations. With pride Fajar introduced the beautiful woman as his wife.
Fortunately, when she married the real Shreya in Delhi, the marriage was not held in a big way. Because they did not have the blessing of the woman's parents. Many of his friends and relatives were absent.
So now none of them knew or suspected that the woman with him was not his real wife.
While Shreya still felt his life was empty. None of the acts of Dawn were attentive to him, capable of making him feel happy or flattered. All he had in mind was Rahul.
Wherever and whatever he did, the shadow of the man was always present. Which made him always remember when the man fed him, carried him, took him to tourist attractions, made and bought whatever food he wanted.
Every time she combed her long hair, she always remembered the time Rahul carefully tied her hair when she was in the kitchen.
Until the schedule of the examination of the womb. Dawn faithfully accompanied and took him to the obgyn doctor. The man looked so bright when he saw the little baby who seemed to be moving with agility on the monitor screen. Until he forgot that the fetus was not his seed.
Without feeling the gestational age has entered the 25th week. So that Shreya can feel the movement of a baby that has been very active through his stomach.
Seeing Dawn and the smiling doctor enthusiastically discussing the development of the fetus in the womb, Shreya could only smile forcedly while staring at the monitor screen.
It is not that he is not happy to see the development of his young son who is growing in his heart, but he is reminded again when doing USG in Jakarta. At that time, her pregnancy was still at the 22nd week. He felt very happy being accompanied by Rahul. Seeing the enthusiastic smile on the man's face as he looked at the baby through the monitor screen.
Though he only once checked the contents with the company of the man. They also spent a few days together.
But why was every memory he passed with the man, so hard to forget. It was as if he already had a strong bond with the man. It was very difficult for him to get his heart out of that bond.
After returning from the hospital, he again had to look back at a scene that reminded him of his memories with Rahul. It was a row of street-side street vendors he saw through the windshield of cars. Shreya was stunned to see the wagon selling those various types of food.
Recalling how he enthusiastically devoured the food sold by such wagon merchants. Accompanied by the look and funny smile of Rahul that makes him more enthusiastic.
Huh! Why does everything she goes through always remind her of Rahul? What's special about that guy? He's handsome but the handsome guy in the world isn't just him, is he? Her husband Fajar is also handsome.
But why did the mere existence of the man feel so attached to him. Until when will he be like this?
"You want to eat here?" The voice of Dawn broke Shreya's daydream and made him jump.
"Mmm, ti-no. I don't want to eat here"
"Why then did you see the cart dealer continue? I thought you were hungry and wanted to eat"
"Are you sure you don't want to eat?"
"Yes I'm sure. Let's just go home. I'm so tired"
"Well, if you're not hungry"
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"Madam, here we make vegetable salad and orange juice for you. Said sir, vegetables are good for small growth" Olive and her two subordinates served vegetable salad and orange juice on the table in front of Shreya.
Shreya stared at the food and drink that was presented to him blankly. Instantly she recalled Rahul making her fruit salad and strawberry juice, and feeding her painstakingly.
"But, I don't want orange juice and vegetable salad" Shreya refused.
"Then what does the lady want to eat? Just tell me, let us do it" asked Olive Ma'am softly and politely.
"I want fruit salad and strawberry juice"
"Well then, Madam wait here huh. Let us make it first" Olive Ma'am was happy that she finally wanted to eat something.
"Yes"
Olivet beckoned Rita and Fina to bring back the food. As ordered, the two young ARTs took and carried a tray containing a salad plate and a glass of juice. Then bring it to the kitchen.
About five minutes later, they were again immune by carrying the food Shreya wanted. They immediately put it on the table in front of the woman.
"Madam, here's the fruit salad and the strawberry juice. Please eat Madam" Miss Olives.
"Yes thank you" Shreya scooped up the salad and put it in her mouth. But the food even made his stomach churn, so he immediately ran to the toilet.
"Oh my God, Madam!" With a worried look on her face, Olive came running to the toilet following her young mistress.
"Luck.... Grandpa.... Uhh...." Toilet Shreya spewed out his entrails.
"Mrs, are you okay? Do I need to call you to take the madam to the hospital?" Miss Olives came massaging her nape. Hopefully his actions will make the woman's situation better.
Rita and Fina also helped as much as possible with facial expressions that both showed concern.
"Th-don't. He must be busy right now. Mother should not bother him Reject Shreya after gargling with water and spitting on him.
"It's okay, madam. Sir would have no problem being contacted when it comes to the matter of Madam. He himself ordered it like that. I am also worried about the condition of the fetus in the womb Madam, if you see the Madam like this" Timpal Rita fretted.
"Yes Madam, Rita's right. I'll call you sir?" Miss Olives agreed with Rita's opinion with an expression that also showed anxiety.
"No need Mom. I'm doing fine. Maybe I just need enough rest. Later I will also take vitamins so that my fetus is strong. Mom doesn't have to worry. We're fine" Shreya kept saying.
Miss Olives sigh. "Yes if that's what Madam wants. Come on now I'm going to the room. But later if there is anything, please tell me yes. Let me call you"
"Yes" Shreya nodded.
As Shreya continued to resist, the three maids finally relented. They only helped to finish Shreya until she lay in a soft bed.
