
A few hours later...
The sky slowly began to light up. The sun turned out to have gone to the top of his throne. Right now I see the clock on the wall is almost eleven o'clock in the afternoon. But my husband hasn't returned from his brother's apartment. I don't know why.
What's up, huh? Do I have to get her there now?
After breakfast, my husband immediately said goodbye to meet Owdie on the first floor of this apartment building. But until now he has not returned. Is a man's business so closed that it should not be known to women? I admit sometimes my husband secretly plans things without me noticing. It felt like I could read his mind so that there was no need to ask anymore.
I also stood on the terrace of the apartment while looking at the highway in front of this building. I looked at the city that was still quiet because of the weekend. People usually prefer to spend time relaxing at home with their children and wives. So also with a flair that prefers to gather at home with family.
Honey, aren't you back yet?
I'm concerned. I was worried because my husband had not returned. Bad thoughts arise because there is no definite news. I held the phone in my hand and wanted to call her. But, I think it was removed because I realized that it would only bother him. Maybe he is busy right now.
Patience Ara. Your husband will be back too.
I try to be heartened. Self-conscious if my husband doesn't just take care of me and this fetus. He also has a family and a brother to take care of. It would be selfish to always ask for time to stay with me. He still has family and brothers. So I have to learn more to give up some of my time.
"Eh, that?!"
I looked at the highway in front of this apartment building. I also saw a man in a black shirt get out of his car. I feel like I know who he is.
"I-it .. is it not lecturer Lee?!"
His stature is as I know it. His body gestures and way of walking were also similar to a man who had approached me back in college. Slowly I could see it more clearly. He walked to this apartment. I also swallowed looking at it. Can't believe I'll see him in Turkey.
What the hell is he doing? Why is he in Turkey?
I was curious and also astonished. But it seems that my curiosity should be put aside when the sound of the apartment bell is heard. It seems my husband has gone home and asked to open the door. I rushed to the door to open it.
Ten minutes later...
Rain invited me to the presidential palace. He said the U. S. Embassy wanted to discuss matters related to his brother, Byrne. Somehow the story, I just follow it.
Now I'm getting ready to go. I wore a loose canal dress with trinkets along the front. Understandably will meet important people, so makeup must also look elegant. My husband asked the salon to come and dress me up. As a result I grew beautiful with hair that was curled up hanging like a royal princess. He was wearing a full black suit.
The proverb says, where the earth is placed where the sky is held, it seems I can not apply to all aspects of my life. I know this in the Middle East, but I haven't been able to use the hijab as a head covering. Like most women in Turkey. I still want to decorate by showing my hair. There may be a lot of fear that comes with trying it. But hopefully this doesn't last long.
"Done, Miss." Two makeup artists finally finished dressing me up.
I saw the clock showing at half-twelve in the afternoon. I finally finished dressing up today. I think my stomach that has begun to grow is not too visible when wearing a loose dress. A light brown dress that seemed to fit me perfectly. I don't know why I prefer this color over other colors. Though it was brought by the salon there was a pink color. But this afternoon I chose light chocolate. Does the mood of pregnant women change quickly?
"thank you. Looks like the shoes fit too." I immediately put on the shoes given by the salon.
Complete preparations have been made to meet with the U. S. Embassy and the Turkish government. I don't know how his presidential palace is shaped, but hopefully I can bring myself while I'm there. My husband did not mind taking me with him to meet with Turkish officials today. Maybe he wants to introduce me as his wife.
Understandably we got married in Dubai and only the closest parties know about it. And now my husband plans to stay here. So more Turks know we're married, that's better. So that people do not misjudge. Know for yourself how spicy people mouth.
On the way to the presidential palace...
We are still on our way to the Turkish presidential palace. My husband and I were sitting in the back of the car, and Owdie was driving. Looks like my husband's brother is wearing a formal black suit. We wanted to attend a big wedding. Dress neatly and very fragrant. I myself like a royal princess who maintained her purity. Very pretty and graceful.
I took a deep breath so as not to get groggy while watching my husband who was taking the call.
"Yes, yeah. Alright. Be careful on the way, Jack."
My husband's getting a call from Jack. Looks like Jack's telling me he's just leaving for Turkey.
"I got a message from Kevin, left-wing. Said Nick was limiting the organization's spending to them." Owdie said while driving his car.
My husband ended his phone call and put his phone back in his pants pocket. "Really, right? It seems like he no longer knows the limits of leadership." My husband's face suddenly looked upset.
"It is fitting that Byrne be left to him. He felt Byrne had nothing to do with the organization. Though he must have benefited from Byrne's hard work while in the lab." Owdie was disgusted to remember his brother Nick.
The advantage of Byrne's hard work? What is the advantage of biological weapons?
"One day he'll reap all his greed, Owdie. I'm sure it is. Now we just focus on saving Byrne. We are still able to move on without the luxury that the organization provides." My husband seemed encouraging.
"You're right, Rain. I try to be grateful for what I have right now. It won't be a day either. Haha." Owdie laughed as he continued driving his car.
I am still confused about what they are talking about. I really am curious. But I can only be quiet. I dare not go along because I do not know the business. He could only listen.