The Line of Destiny for Us

Chapter 5 - Not expecting her feelings

Yesterday was pretty exhausting for Beryl. Arriving home at night, Beryl only gets a little time to rest on the weekends because she has to get up in the morning and go back to work.

The large refrigerator door Beryl opened, reached by a bottle of mineral water that was deliberately cooled and he gulped half. Beryl felt the coolness when drinking the cold water, until finally both eyes widened were shocked by the presence of someone into the kitchen.

"Have you come home?" beryl asked Laras, who looked like he had just woken up. The man closed the bottle and put it on the table.

There was no response from Laras, the woman moved forward to the refrigerator and also drank cold water as well as Beryl.

Already ignored by his wife, Beryl went to cook for breakfast the morning. Just a serving of fried rice for himself, Beryl did not care much about Laras because the woman had rejected her cooking too often.

"Did your mother invite me to dinner while I was in Bali?" ask Laras while preparing ingredients to make french toast bread in the microwave.

After cooking the fried rice, Beryl brought the plate over the mini bar and immediately ate the food because the time moved so fast.

"Yes, but take it easy I told you you can't come because you're busy shooting" replied Beryl, munching on her fried rice.

The barrel put a glass containing bread that has been cut into small pieces and mixed some ingredients as dough into the microwave, pressed a button to set the time. The woman turned around, looking at Beryl who was sitting right in front of her.

"Do I need to see her now so that your mother thinks our household is okay?" asked Laras, but there was no reply from Beryl.

"It seems unnecessary" said the woman again, pulling one corner of her lips.

It did not take long, the microwave made a sound that the French toast bread was ready. Barrel opened it and grabbed the glass with his bare hands.

Damnit. The barrel screeches when it feels the heat from holding the glass. He was also wrong to have been lost because he did not wear oven gloves. Beryl who witnessed it immediately got up to Laras who looked in pain.

"Are you okay?" beryl asked, grabbing Laras' hand to make sure.

Their close distance as well as Beryl's current treatment made Laras angry at the man. Barrel pulled back his hand, unwilling to be touched by Beryl. The woman's eyes were glared at, implied by the anger of what Beryl could catch.

"Don't care about me!" laras Sentak.

The barrel went away, he blew his painful fingers and drained the sink water so that the heat disappeared. Seeing that, even though she had been yelled at by Laras, Beryl did not give up at all and left intending to bring a p3k box to treat Laras' wounds.

Laras only thought the man had left because he was hurt by his words. But it turns out wrong, Beryl returned to the kitchen with the medicine box in her hand. Looking at Beryl's astonishment, Laras did not understand the man's intentions at all.

Beryl opened the box and grabbed the burn medicine, then came to Laras who was sculpting on the spot especially when Beryl suddenly returned to take his injured hand.

"Just like an athlete, a model must also be able to care for and maintain his body because it is very valuable," said Beryl, while applying ointment to the fingers of the injured Laras.

Freezing because of such treatment. As if exposed to magic because Laras was silent when Beryl treated his wound, the woman was still glued to her husband. Until a moment, their views were met and Laras quickly turned his face away.

"I know you don't love me, after all I don't expect feelings from you. But still, you are my wife, and I must always take care of you while we are of that status" explained Beryl, silencing Laras with her words.

Not staying there, Beryl went to her room to get ready to go to her office. The barrel was still silent even after Beryl left, slowly the man's body disappeared from his sight.

There's a lot of work Beryl has to do today. Just arrived, he was already busy and had to get ready to go for a meeting soon.

The man in the black suit looks more handsome when he is at work. Not a few female employees like the figure of Beryl that can be said to be perfect.

He climbed down a few steps until he reached the ground floor of his building. Beryl, accompanied by her secretary, walked to a cafe dedicated to people who play golf in her place. 

Approached by a man who from far away had already emitted his light, he was an idol, it was known that the man would join his golf group.

"Hello," Beryl and the idol man who is known is Choi Siwon, members of the Super Junior group, greet each other.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Siwon." Beryl gave the man a warm greeting.

Sitting in front of him, Beryl deliberately approached the man first before he finally went for a meeting.

"It's nice to meet you too" Siwon replied in English.

"It's an honor to meet you. I'm so happy to hear that a handsome idol is going to be a member here" said Beryl, making Siwon chuckle at the end of the sentence the man said.

"I'm just going on vacation to Indonesia and trying to find some fun here. I heard your most famous golf club in Jakarta, so I want to try to play and register for membership here" he said.

Beryl smiled. "Come here when you are on vacation in Indonesia. I'll give you a special offer just for you" bargained Beryl who at that time also Siwon smiled widely at him.

"Sure, I'll be here a lot."

Beryl's gaze turned to the figure of her female employee who was sitting right next to the handsome idol.

"Serve him well" he said.

The woman nodded as she replied, "Well, sir."

Beryl could not stay there for long, she said goodbye to Siwon and left for a meeting. Still accompanied by his secretary, Beryl talked about matters regarding today's meeting during the walk, until finally his cell phone rang making the man's footsteps stop.

With the phone out of his pocket, Beryl saw the message Rayan had sent. Not a text message he received, but a picture of himself with a woman whose name he does not remember very much. Beryl sighed, she had no idea that yesterday she was actually in the portrait with that annoying woman.

"Why did he send me that photo" said Beryl, still upset by Zeline's words that day.

Not type? Beryl felt strange whether she was really far from the type that women craved, because even the foreign woman did not like her at all. In retrospect, Beryl felt she lacked nothing.

Why do women not want it?

Just madden.

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The sunlight moving forward up there emitted its light bias to the vast place that Zeline was visiting at the moment. The tanned long-haired girl tied her original hair but did not diminish her beauty at all, instead making her even more charming.

Walking through every corner of the room accompanied by a man, Zeline continued to focus on the I-Pad she was holding and looked at the large wall in turn.

"I'm going to display my painting based on the themes" Zeline said, still focusing on the square-shaped item.

"I understand. Two themes of your painting will be laid out in each different corner room," said the man, understand.

Zeline's attention did not turn on the wall in front of her. The woman pulled both corners of her lips, creating a smile that somewhat implied sadness.

"Picture yourself, I'll put my self-portrait here" Zeline replied, staring at the man standing next to her.

The man nodded in understanding, they returned to pierce the place with Zeline explaining every detail of the paintings that will be displayed at this year's exhibition.

Zeline moved a pencil on her I-Pad and wrote something there. Until the instant he felt the phone in his bag vibrate, Zeline grabbed his phone and delayed their conversation.

There was a happy look when Zeline saw the name of the person who called her. Not immediately answering, Zeline now looked at the man who was still standing there with her.

"I'll send you a more detailed file via email" Zeline said.

"Okay, I understand."

The man who would take care of everything for his exhibition this year left Zeline who was still there. Zeline refocused on her phone and answered a phone call from someone she missed so much.

"How about this, it looks like I'm in love with a pounding while calling a guy," Zeline said, joking.

There was laughter from across the street, making Zeline laugh. The woman sat on the bench facing out there. Actually, the person Zeline was calling right now was her father.

"How's gallery? Do you like it?" ask Dad, it's far away.

Zeline pursed her lips. "I told you I could take care of it myself. Why do you keep interfering and giving me ease in everything?" annoyed Zeline, because the place is deliberately rented for his exhibition which will be held next month.

"But you like it, don't you?"

"Of course," Zeline replied quickly, smiling.

Zeline's fingers moved to touch her exposed thighs as she only wore a skirt above her knees. The woman ducked down and began to speak back slowly.

"When.. You're coming home from Singapore?" he was so lost because he missed his father so much.

"Dad will be flying to Dubai today. Maybe some day you'll be there to take care of some things." Father replied, but that answer made Zeline sad.

"You take it easy, Dad will definitely come to your exhibition" he continued, Zeline smiled again.

"Promise? I'll take that appointment and watch out if you don't really go back to Jakarta!" threaten Zeline with a tone of voice that makes Daddy anxious far away.

"Dad promised. You can punish me for breaking a promise."

"I understand." Zeline smiled happily.

The call didn't last long because I was too busy to make the call. At least he had time to talk to his father even though for a while, Zeline was so happy at this time especially when she heard her father would be home before next month to see his painting exhibition.

Today is still long, but Zeline is bored and confused to do what. He did not return home immediately, but went to one of the chicken restaurants.

Actually he came alone, but in a few minutes someone will come with him there.

Justright. Zeline smiled and waved her hand at Nala who arrived there. The woman's face looked not too happy, she was sitting in front of Zeline.

"I postponed my date with Rayan to meet you" Nala said.

Zeline covered her mouth with a palm, holding back from laughing as it felt funny looking at Nala's expression.

"You said you'd do anything for me for a month" Zeline replied, without denying it.

"I'm just lonely."

Nala looked at her best friend, rushing she pulled Zeline's arm. "I'm right here. Don't talk like that! Shit, I'm so sad because you said that!" Nala who had understood Zeline's feelings was now crying for no reason.

"Eih, don't cry. What if people think I made you cry!" zeline's orders, staring at the surroundings with misgivings.

The woman raised her head while wiping her wet cheeks, trying to restrain herself from crying anymore. Successfully stopping the tears, Nala looked back at Zeline.

"So what do you want to order? Let me buy it!" ask Nala, excited.

"I want to eat spaghetti" Zeline replied.

Nala's smile slowly faded, her gaze circulated, making sure that she did not enter the restaurant wrong. He is currently in a chicken restaurant, so why did Zeline answer that.

"We can't order spaghetti here" Nala explained, cautiously.

"I know."

"Then why did you ask me to come here?!" nala asked, starting to re-emotion.

"I just love the smell of fried chicken" Zeline replied casually.

The woman got up from her sitting position, grabbed her bag and prepared to leave. In contrast to Zeline, Nala was currently looking at her best friend who put on her innocent face.

"You're not going?" ask Zeline, confused because Nala is still sitting there.

"I made a pact that you could ask me anything instead of pissing me off, didn't I?" Nala held onto her chest and patted her softly, trying not to say harsh words because she was not that kind of woman.

"Did I upset you?" asked Zeline, still acting plain. But actually he was deliberately pranking Nala because he felt happy every time he saw his best friend was upset because of his actions.

Nala closed her mouth, throwing a smile that she clearly forced. The woman shook her head, then got up to stand closer to Zeline. 

"No, you don't piss you off" growled Nala, while embracing Zeline's shoulder.

"Hey, don't embrace too tight. You're suffocating me!" pekik Zeline, complain.

"Did I strangle you?" reply Nala, who then they both laughed and went to the actual spaghetti restaurant.

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