The Love of the Past

Finding a Way Out

Upon arrival at the restaurant, Nayra only monitors the busyness of her employees. Many forbid Nayra to jump in to help in the kitchen, including her best friend who became the manager at the restaurant.

Arkha had warned earlier, not to allow his wife to be exhausted while in the restaurant. In the end, Nayra just sat down and spent her time lying in the room. On the sofa that became his favorite.

The clock shows at two o'clock in the afternoon. He was bored and spent two hours relaxing. Nayra wanted to go home now, but she abandoned her intention to get off the couch. His mind is currently focused on Arkha—his husband that he had a few hours ago. He realized something was wrong with him. Moreover, hearing Arkha's slightly indifferent speech when on the phone earlier. Nayra felt very guilty.

The woman then reached into her cell phone in the bag. Then, he opened a locked screen with a number code, the date of his wedding. The finger then leads to the logo of the application in green, he opened the message that the name 'Hubby' there.

“Arkha, still busy?”

Nayra typed in the message and sent it to Arkha's number.

After waiting for a reply long enough, Nayra chose to sail to social media. After a while, the message was finally answered by Arkha.

“After a meeting, I'll call you when I'm in the apartment.”

The reply to the message looked short and stiff. Nayra's feelings are getting worse. In fact, Arkha did not ask the news of Nayra, 'what is now, again where', when usually he is always attentive and very friendly, the call 'honey' never left behind.

“Alright, Ar. I'll wait for your news.”

The message was only read by Arkha without his reply again.

Is Arkha angry with me? Or is he busy? To the point that he ignored my message. What problems are really happening in the company?

Nayra kept asking in her heart, trying to clear her mind so as not to think only of Arkha who might be angry with her.

***

The steps of a man seemed restless, seiArkha with the impact of legs to the surface of the floor made of marble. The foot was getting faster when the clock showed at four o'clock in the afternoon Singapore time. Arkha walked hurriedly, beside him was also Reno who was always on standby to accompany him.

The two men were currently in a towering building. They will hold a meeting with their co-workers at a very well-known large company in Singapore.

In vain Arkha and Reno unite the mind, looking for a way out, the result is quite satisfying and makes them breathe freely. One by one the problem can now be solved.

Today was quite exhausting for Arkha. He who has just arrived in Singapore, must immediately take care of the company without rest. In fact, he did not have time to eat lunch until the afternoon began.

In the car that Reno was driving, Arkha was sitting limply, his eyes slightly closed feeling the calmness that he wanted to enjoy for a moment.

"Arkha, where are we going? Do you want to meet a programmer now?"

"Ah, no. We'd better go to the apartment. Later that night if he told me to come, you could, right?"

"It could be, his residence is not far from this city either."

"Goodoo. We eat in the apartment, yes. I want to see how Mom is."

"okay."

Arkha came to his old apartment which is now occupied by his mother. Yes, Fira who had been taking care of Arkha's company was in severe shock. The high blood pressure he had relapsed. Until finally he had to rest with the company of a nurse who was on standby to take care of him. If not treated immediately, then he will have a stroke.

The black car stopped in a basement of an apartment. They pressed the elevator towards the twenty floor.

Arriving there, the two of them directly entered the apartment without knocking on the door, because Arkha was still memorized by the door number code.

"Ma, I'm coming!" sapa Arkha approached Fira who was lying in her luxurious room.

"Arkha .. I'm sorry Mama, I've been troubling you about the company. Mama is happy, finally you come too, dear," he said sounding soft.

Events a few months ago made Arkha stay away from his mother, when the woman was rude to his wife—Nayra. Although Arkha forgives him, he is still reluctant to meet Fira. He just wants to avoid conflict so as not to hurt each other.

"How's Mama doing?"