The Perfect Happiness
S2 - Eps 102
Still Tika POVs.
I tried to contact Max. Suddenly I remembered Lisa's story and I had to ask Max for help to protect my only friend. He's like my wings. Without him, I wouldn't be this rational in thinking and acting.
I told you many times that Lisa was my best sahabar. He was the most honest person to rebuke me if I made a mistake. She's everything to me.
I talked at length with Max and mamah on the phone, I was surprised Max with this mamah sesiang. Yes really mamah, how surprised I would be if mamah had gone for a walk with Max. Looks like mommy and Max just finished interrupting Clara's clock there.
Then, after finishing talking mamah on the phone, Jefri and I decided to swim downstairs in our inn that provided facilities directly to the beach.
This inn really makes me feel lonely eh, fascinated I mean. I was so fascinated to see the beauty of this place because to be honest, I never saw it directly with my own eyes. Not to mention all the facilities provided by this inn. Thanks to Alex and Lisa, I can finally feel the hedonism of life.
Sometimes I'm pensive. Gratified. So perfect is my life now, when I have a husband and who at this time I already carry his child. It never crossed my brain to aspire to be like this. Being one of the luckiest women can feel everything at one time.
The family that loved me so much, my best friend who always loved me, my in-laws and brother-in-law who always embraced me and now the husband who was always on standby to protect me. I don't know what else I'll get from them tomorrow. Not to mention the presence of a baby who will increasingly complete our lives.
This is called the perfection of love. Happiness that never subsides. Always bertubi come to me, even with a hunk of problems that also never end.
I looked at Jefri who had just climbed out of his swimming pool. With his burly chest. His perfect body in my eyes. She smiled as she looked at me sitting on the sun chair reading a novel. The novel, also about a romance titled Belonging to Other Women, was published by Novel Toon Publisher. I closed the novel, then placed it on the table beside me.
He came up to me, kissed me on my forehead. Then I tasted my red lips a few times, with his hand stroking the surface of my stomach.
"Let's swim."
The simple words that came out of his mouth seemed to hypnotize me, as he stretched out his hand and I greeted him.
Ever since we lived in our own house, I never swam again. I used to take my time swimming. Although only two or even four minutes round the pool at home mommy. Now there's no time for that. I have a lot to do to serve my husband.
As soon as Jefri took me to the sea, his hand seemed to not want to escape, continued to grip on the sidelines of my fingers. In the lift of my glasses up, he looked into my eyes fixed and then again peppered me. Tapping my lips was friendly while wrapping her hands around my waist. Seize me.
From the beginning of meeting and knowing, he always admitted that he could not be romantic. But what I felt was different, from the beginning of meeting he was always romantic to make my heart melt. And being logical made me forget myself. Drunk and lulled. Even after marriage, his romantic level every day increased without him knowing.
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Pov Haikal.
This morning there was no woman I should have looked at, she was home. There is a little bit of happiness, but there is also a little bit of sadness. I threw my body on the couch in my office. My brain only thinks about Clara. I'm crazy about her.
I decided to take my phone and call him. All I heard was the tune, long enough. Until finally only the voice of the operator. I repeated it again to call him. Same, no answer. I feel very worried about him.
I finally decided to go back to the ER room. Worked back outside of my working hours to get my mind distracted from my anxiety.
"Well, Kal? How come back again? Don't you want to rest?" scold Adam for me.
I just glanced at him then passed ignoring him. My heart and brain are really messed up right now, just because it was Clara who didn't pick up my phone. In my brain I can guess, for sure today he decided to go to his office and work.
"Bad boy," I murmured.
I went back to work on the daily reports in the ER table center, checking some of the files that the night shift nurse had been working on. I heard Adam whispering. I raised my head, sure enough, he was whispering with Ranti.
"By the cave for sure!" my guess.
Ranti and Adam were shocked but a few seconds later they chuckled.
"Lu why the hell? Badmoods? Or lack of sleep? Or ... can't sleep?" guess Ranti and Adam take turns.
"Chick if you're craving, don't you want to pick up the phone?" my words were spontaneous which made Ranti, Adam and several other nurses laugh in unison.
I looked at all those laughing around me. 'Is there something wrong with my question?' my inner. I just pretended to cough to stop their laughter.
Uhuuk ...
Uhuum ...
They stopped the giggling, then returned to their respective tasks.
That's how the residents of the ER sometimes to fill saturates they like to gossip, talking about what the actress of the Capital who somehow will end. Or just talk about the other employees in this hospital building.
Or if they are more banyal have free time they will be crowded to watch Korean Drama. Cry together, laugh together and sneer together to just comment on the storyline they watch.
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Max POV's.
No need to wait for long, just after coming home from the hospital, I already got the info about Dana.
He is one of the many successful brokers in Jakarta. His efforts are not only in the field of property, but many other types that he wrestled. But more prominent is only its property business.
Here he did not have much property for his business, only in the area of Bali and London became the center of his loot. Even in both cities he had his residence. All the addresses and location plans of his assets I have had thanks to the help of my personal assistant.
Right now, I just have to wait for how it moves. I don't want to be rash in the face of a psychopath.
Because psychopaths are psychiatric diseases characterized by egocentric and antisocial actions. So, a psychopath is not the same as a madman, because a psychopath is fully aware of his actions. Even the sufferer is often called a crazy person without mental disorders.
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My location unknown tryna find a way back home to you again
I gota get back to you gota get back to you
My location unknown tryna find a way back home to you again
I gota get back to you gota get back to you
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Suddenly my phone rang, just as it came out of the hospital building. I reached into my pants pocket, saw who called me. Tika calling's.
"Who?" ask Mamah who is walking beside me.
"Tika, Mah," I said.
Then I swiped the green mark on the screen and picked up the phone. I had a glance at my watch, the time showed at two o'clock in the afternoon here, meaning that in the Maldives it was reduced by two hours from the current time.
"Hallo?" I continued walking towards my car with my mother.
On the phone, Tika said that yesterday she contacted Lisa and told her about the dream that Lisa had experienced shortly after meeting me. Tika is worried about Lisa's safety and I can understand that. Lisa is the only friend who has always been in her life from childhood until now. I really understand how my sister feels.
The goal was to call me only one, which was to ask for my help to protect Lisa.
"Before you ask, I did. Take it easy .. enjoy your vacation. Don't think of anything else. Okay well? Yes, my mother is good. Want to talk to mama? There's this." I gave my phone to Mamah so that Tika could talk to mama while I started driving the car.
It is clearly visible from the distant face of mamah if mamah really misses Tika. Because after I got married and decided to get out of the mama house, only Tika survived there. Haikal also decided to live in his own home.
Many years mamah lived alone with Tika. Sometimes Haikal and I go to see Mama, but we understand that the mamah heart is half gone when Tika decides to stay with Jefri in their house. And that longing is becoming more and more apparent now.
Sometimes I glanced at Mamah, just to make sure the look on her face. And sure enough, he shed his tears but still made his tone sound ordinary in Tika's ears. Until finally the mama who gave up and said that was on the road. And soon enter the e-file area using a surveillance camera. I giggled amusedly at the reason mama. Then they cut off the phone.
"What the hell, Mah?" I asked while glancing at the mamah flash, who while putting my phone on the middle dashboard between us.
"You can't stand it, if you talk to your sister for a long time, that one" said Mamah who returned to shed her tears.
I swiftly pulled the tissue on the dashboard and gave it to my mother, then I glanced at the mama's hand, she cried bitterly.
I can understand your feelings. Shortly after, Mamah told me how this heart of hers about Tika. The only daughter he did not expect would soon give him a grandchild. Papah's favorite child is always protected when he and Tika clash their mouths, due to the mischief of Tika who often skipped school.
"If your father were still there, he would be very happy, seeing that you are all married, having a partner for the hereafter. Not to mention seeing her little daughter who will soon give her a grandchild. Mom is relieved. Mamah and papah's duties are completed until later when Haikal pronounces his Kabul Ijab to Clara."
Not felt, my tears fell soaked on my cheeks, as soon as I heard the words mamah. Words that come out of his heart. I again took my mama's hand and kissed her, thanked her for all her efforts and sacrifices in caring for us her son, and raised us so we could stand on our own feet. Until finally I had to stop the car on the side of the road, just to hold her.
As long as I've lived, I've never expressed my gratitude for her for all that. I have never made her happy and made her proud to have given birth to me.
And apparently, there is not a single word that can describe my feelings for you.
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