The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 67 - Shreya's Request

Miss Olives continue to influence Shreya. Trying to fill her head with the story of Fajr and his late wife.

He wished so much that the woman could be affected by his words. Then slowly he will open his heart to Dawn. What Mr. Fajar said may have a point. The woman could still have a husband who is currently looking for her.

He hoped that when that day came, this woman had already fallen in love with Dawn. And she would prefer that man over her husband. Hope so.

He knew his thoughts were too selfish and evil. Because there will be hearts that are hurt. But he had no other choice. But he prefers others who are sick, not Mr. Dawn.

He just wants his young master to be happy, with the woman who has managed to make him forget his sadness and downfall after being left dead by his wife.

Because he already considered Dawn like his own son. So he will do anything for the happiness of Dawn. Although maybe the way it was taken was wrong.

While Shreya only fell silent in response to the butler's words. Guilt kicked him. Has his attitude towards Dawn been so outrageous this afternoon? Has she sinned by neglecting a man who is her own husband and is busy thinking about other men?

If he could choose, he would not want to be in this position either. It was a difficult position that made him so miserable. He has tried hard to open his heart to Dawn, and forgets Rahul.

But the more he tried, the stronger the feeling. What's he supposed to do? Does he have to try harder to get closer to Dawn, and forget everything that is related to Rahul? Can he do it?

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Dawn was struggling with her work when the door of her study was knocked from the outside.

"Get in" Without looking at the door, Fajar allowed the door to be knocked in.

"Good night"

"Night" The soft voice made Dawn flinch. And he looked straight at the door.

And the new Shreya came in and stood at the door, hand-holding the cup, which was either coffee or tea. He didn't think too much about it. His eyes were too focused looking at Shreya who had no wind what suddenly the woman approached him in the workroom.

"Eh, Shreya. Let's go in"

Shreya also walked to the front of the Dawn table.

"Sorry I'm interrupting. I just want to bring you some chocolate milk coffee, said Miss Olives, this is your favorite coffee that I used to make" Shreya tried to make her voice sound normal.

Actually she felt awkward having to behave like this towards that man. But he should be able to hold it. That man is her husband. So he should be able to try as hard as possible in order to open his heart to Dawn.

While Fajar was dumbstruck. It turned out that Miss Olives had told the woman about her habits. From the bottom of his heart, Dawn felt guilty. Because it's been too far to lie to an innocent woman and don't know anything about it.

It was as if he had used the woman's amnesia to deceive her mind.

"Fajars. Dawn"

"Mmm, yes" Dawn flinched and awoke from her daydream.

"Why? You don't like the coffee? Do I need to change?"

"Th-don't. I really like it. Here, I'll drink" Dawn grabbed the coffee cup from the woman's hand and immediately gulped it down.

"What a son. Thank you"

"What does it feel like to be the same as before?"

"Mmmm.... Yeah, of course you are. It still feels the same as before. You made it" Dawn smiled nervously.

Shreya smiled brightly. I was satisfied with the man's answer. "Thank God then. Oh yeah, about this afternoon, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have acted that way towards you. As a wife, I should appreciate you more as my husband. You have the right to do anything to me. But if I can, I want to ask for something" Shreya said softly.

"What do you want? Justsaytheword. I'll definitely give it to you"

Shreya walked slowly towards the sofa. Then he shook his hips on the sofa. Dawn followed him and sat on the sofa beside the woman. Patiently and curiously, Fajar asked Shreya to convey his wish.

"I'm just asking for your patience. Patience to wait for me, at least until my memory returns. Because honestly, for now, my heart still can't accept you completely. I know this is wrong. But I can't do anything. I just want my memory back. So that I can understand everything. Is.... Can you be patient waiting for that?"

Shreya tried to speak as slowly as possible. Actually he was hesitant and was afraid that the man would feel hurt. But he also could not be rash, because his heart still said something else. He really hoped that the man could understand and accept his request.

The dawn was silent again. If the woman's memory returns, then she'll know everything. He will know that they are not husband and wife. When that happens, will the woman leave him and go to find her real husband?

She should be happy if she can reunite with her husband. Why does he feel otherwise. Feeling scared and agitated. Could this be the feeling of a man who is afraid of losing a loved one?

"Fajars. Dawn" "Shreya wags his hand in front of Fajr's face.

"Eh yes" Dawn again jerked from her daydream.

"Why? Did I speak wrong? Do you mind my request?" Shreya asked doubtfully and was afraid that Dawn would be offended by his words.

"Mmmm.... Mind it? Of course not. Whatever you ask, I will give you. I'll be happy to wait until your memory returns"

Shreya smiled brightly. "Thank you very much for your understanding. I really appreciate it. No wonder I accepted you as my husband. Because you are a good man. I'm so sorry, because until now I still haven't remembered anything about you. I just hope that those memories come back soon. So that I can remember, how my memories with my husband are as good as you"

Shreya said softly. Make Dawn smile knot. How moving those words are. Had the woman been his wife, and he said it in a conscious state, surely Fajar would have been glad to hear it matchless.

But unfortunately, she was just his fake wife. And the woman also said it in a state of amnesia. So the words thrown by the woman only added to her guilt and heartache.

"Y-yes. I did too"

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It had been almost a month since Shreya returned to Magelang. Since then, Rahul can only reflect on his days. Soaking longs that either until when will subside or channeled.

Even though he has tried to busy himself with the company, meeting business associates, traveling out of town or country for company matters. He hoped that the busyness would make his mind diverted from Shreya, as well as all the problems that raged on his mind.

But his effort seems free. Because in reality Shreya's shadow always dominates his heart and mind. Beautiful face, round eyes with pliable fur, tiny lips, laughter and crying of the woman is always present whenever and wherever she is.

Every time he entered the kitchen and saw a person who was engrossed in his cooking activities, surely the memory of Shreya's cooking hassles with her long hair unraveling to her face would always be present.

A smile and a thank-you note that the woman made, when she came and helped with the long, wavy hair.

Likewise, when he was at the table eating and mingling with family members. What always appeared in her eyes was only a shadow as she spent time with Shreya at the table.

How the woman made the cooking for him, which tastes exactly the same as Zahra's cooking. Yes, until now he still did not understand, how could the two women make and possess the exact same skills?

I don't know, he didn't want to get too dizzy about it. What was clear at this moment, he was eager to meet Shreya. This miss could really kill him if it never channeled.

Every time he saw a bald man, surely his feelings would be mixed. Between smiling funny and sad. Funny to remember how he had to do something silly by stroking his slippery head, and become the spectacle and laughter of many people like clowns, to fulfill the wishes of the pregnant woman.

Sad that the woman who asked him to do such a shameful thing was not hers. A harsh reality, but it must be accepted.