
"Sorry Madam. But the salad and the juice were neither made by me nor any other waiter. But it was made by Mr. Rahul" said Ms. Olive flat.
"Hulah?" Shreya immediately looked at the Olive Lady in surprise. So is that true what he denies? That what makes all this is Rahul? He did not expect that the man could understand what he wanted. Either this is a coincidence or something.
"Yes Madam. I saw Mr. Rahul making salads and juices in the kitchen. I thought he was just a prank because there was no work. But now I understand, Mr. Rahul deliberately made it for Mrs Shreya. It seems..... Mr. Rahul already understood very well yes, what Madam liked.
Even more than Mr. Fajar, who has been looking for food here and there. But even the Madam ignored it. I thought, between Madam and Mr. Rahul was done before Madam entered the hospital yesterday. But apparently..... Madam still hasn't finished it.
Though not only the Madam who still has Mr. Dawn who sincerely loves the Madam, but Mr. Rahul also still has a wife.
And I'm sure, Madam must have heard their story. I still hope very much that Madam and Mr Rahul do not play too far. Does Madam have the heart, to hurt two sincere hearts? Mr. Fajar, and Mr. Rahul's wife. They would definitely be very hurt because of this. Please think carefully, what I said Madam. I beg you"
Length width Miss Olives say. Satisfied to provoke Shreya to stay away from Rahul, the butler then left him in anxiety and turmoil.
Shreya looked at the salad and the juice in front of him. Her appetite disappears again when she is again required to leave Rahul.
In the end he had to keep doing the thing that was most contrary to his feelings. Is it time to part with Rahul?
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Rahul smiled brightly seeing Shreya was cool to water the flowers in the back garden. With a flowery heart, Rahul walked with wide strides toward the woman in the middle of the garden.
"Hey, are you here? I've been looking for it. Oh yeah, ba...."
"Why should you bother looking for me? Why don't you just go find your wife?" Tukas Shreya flat. Makes Rahul gasp and do not understand where the woman's speech is going.
"You-you mean what? Why are you suddenly talking like that?"
"Because I realize now, that what we're doing is overstepping the mark. Relationships, closeness, even, these feelings we feel are already too over the line. Until we forget that we are not alone. We both have a partner who sincerely loves us.
I found no flaws in Fajr at all, which made me feel worthy to betray him. And I'm sure the same thing happened to your wife. Can you find a flaw in your wife that makes you feel worthy to betray her for me?"
Shreya said softly while holding back her tears so as not to spill. Trying to strengthen himself to be able to oppose his own heart.
Rahul just kept silent. Trying to digest every word of the woman. Actually he already felt, if Shreya's attitude began to change towards him after the hospital. The woman seemed to keep her distance and avoid it.
He had thought if it was all done Shreya, because he was afraid of being noticed or suspected by the residents of this house. But apparently, the woman began to be uncomfortable with their closeness. Is it really like that?!
"Why are you quiet? What does that mean, you agree with what I said? Didn't you ever say that you love your wife so much? So lucky to have a wife like her? Then why are you even here with me? Why don't you go find your wife? Aren't you worried about how things are out there? Wasn't she pregnant with your child? Aren't you worried about them?"
"What do you mean, you want me to stay away from you and leave this house? Do you, not want to see me here again? You want me to go?" Rahul asked again. He seems to know the answer to that question.
Shreya said softly. With tears falling on his face, he left the garden. Leaving Rahul who was standing glued staring at his disappearance.
His heart felt so sick like it was slapped hearing every word that the woman threw. Is that how soon he should leave Shreya? Is this the end of his love story that must come back to end in bitterness?
********
Shreya stood pensively on the balcony. Trying to calm her troubled self. His heart was broken to pieces because it had to get rid of Rahul from his life.
Especially when he had to see the look of sadness and disappointment on the man's face because of his attitude. But he is confident Rahul will understand his decision. He knew Rahul was a good man. And Dawn was his best friend. He is convinced that Rahul has no intention of hurting anyone.
"Mrs. Is madam okay?" Olive Tau-tau appeared and touched Shreya's arm slowly. Trying to make sure of the woman.
"Yes Mom. I'm doing fine. Now I just want to be alone first" Shreya replied flatly.
"Is the Madam feeling sad and guilty, with what the Madam told Mr Rahul? Madam, it should be Nyo....."
"Mother please. I know I'm guilty of Dawn. But I did what Mom said to make amends. So please don't keep pushing me. Please leave me alone. Give me some time to calm myself down"
Tukas Shreya cold. His heart was still too muddled to talk or listen to anyone right now.
Olive was silent and did not say much anymore. He looked at Shreya with fret. From the gestures of the body and the look in her eyes, Olive could see that the woman's feelings for Rahul were already so great and deep.
It seems, his plan to make the woman fall in love with Mr. Fajar has failed because of the presence of Mr. Rahul.
Hopefully, with the departure of Mr. Rahul from this house, will make the feelings between them evaporate slowly. At any rate, Mr. Dawn must succeed in having this woman.
"Yes if that's what Madam wants. But if suppose the Madam needs something later, just call me. Excuse me Madam" Ms. Olive said slowly before stepping away. Shreya simply nodded with a flat expression.
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Dinner time also arrived. Rahul, Shreya and Dawn gather at a table in the dining room.
"So, are you going back to Jakarta tomorrow?" Ask Fajar while chewing his food.
"Yes" Rahul replied without looking.
"Lho, what's sudden? Is your job in Magelang done? Didn't you just come here a few days? Kok already want to leave" Fajar again asked in confusion.
"I can get my assistant or one of my other employees to take care of it. That's not a big deal"