Trapped in Love Beautiful Stalker

Flashback

"I love you, Nadira" said Mr. Devano who sounded very softly sweeping my sense of hearing. A sentence I never expected. Mr Devano says love? Am I fantasizing? Or am I just hearing wrong?

"I love you, Nadira. Love you so much" he repeated and immediately brought me his greetings. Gently rubbing my long hair. I fell silent because I did not know what to answer, Do I have to say the same thing? Tell me about how I feel right now.

I took a deep breath and raised my face"I love you too, sir" I replied as I stared at Mr. Devano.

I saw him slightly frowning when he heard my answer"Sir? When do you want to call me sir? Did you forget that our status is different now. We're no longer assistants and subordinates, but we're legally married. Even if not yet legally, but religiously, you are mine, you are my wife" she said very gently.

Just this time I heard a gentle word from every word of Mr. Devano"Then what should I call?" ask me slowly

"From this moment onwards. Call me king oppa" he replied. Mr. Devano asked me to call him king oppa, my childhood sweetheart for him.

I nodded quickly"Alright, King oppa" I replied with a smile.

Pov Devano's

"From this moment onwards, call me king oppa" I told Nadira, Because I want to remember all about our childhood. The call of king oppa reminded me of a few years ago, the figure of a tiny little girl who had managed to take my first love.

He nodded while raising both corners of his lips"Alright, King oppa" he replied.

Hearing that call made me feel so happy. Especially when you hear the word love from Nadira. He loves me too? Am I hallucinating? Or am I just dreaming now? Until I finally tried to pinch my own hand, but it hurt. It means I'm not dreaming, it's all real. Nadira loves me, Yes, Nadira my wife loves me.

I don't know what dream I had last night, I never thought if my current status had become Nadira's husband, a beautiful woman who had managed to take my heart somehow since when. The figure that often provokes my emotions, the figure that often makes me angry, the figure that often makes me feel comfortable. Until without me knowing, a lot of things that make me depend on him.

I realized my feelings right after his departure. After he left Indonesia, I realized one thing. He's valuable to me.

"You're so beautiful, honey" I told Nadira.

From now on, I've decided to call Nadira affectionately. It's kind of weird, but I'm gonna get used to that call.

From now on, I will strive to be the best husband for her. The figure that will always be a protector, become the best leader and become the best captain to sail our household ark. A house I didn't know how to start. But I hope this is the first and last marriage of my life.

The day was getting night, The two of us just fell silent while chatting, talking about things that I myself did not understand. Even if it still feels a little awkward, but I'll try to get used to it. Getting used to my new status at the moment. Status as husband of Nadira sky puspita.

Hearing the words of the first night I saw Nadira's face blushing. Maybe I said it too soon. But not faster is better.

At a time like this, I am reminded of the recent events. It's happened that made me and Nadira almost lose their lives. But lucky because I can still control Zain's car.

Flashback

*After leaving the hotel page. I took the car slowly, I saw a suspicious person behind the car. At first I thought it might just be a coincidence. Or maybe we're just in the same direction.

Finally I don't want to take a headache, I keep driving my car and pull my car away when I see a restaurant that is quite crowded there. Because I had heard Nadira's stomach before, Maybe because the worms in his stomach had asked for rations, so that the stomach sounds I heard many times.

"We eat here. There is a very good steak here. Don't you like it so much?" I told Nadira.

The woman just nodded. Get out of the car and walk behind me. Suddenly my net looked back, It turned out that there I saw the car pulled over as well. Still trying to think positively, this is a public place. Thought.

Until we both finished eating, the car was still there. Not far from where my car was parked. I returned to drive my car. I saw the clock from my watch, it turns out it's already showing at 18:30.

Along the way, there was no conversation between the two of us. As usual, I focused on driving while Nadira focused on looking at the window. I felt something strange about my car, Until not long ago, the car I brought a little bell and almost made me hit the road divider. Lucky I could handle it quickly.

"Aaaaaaaaaa" cried Nadira as the car almost kissed the barrier. I turned towards Nadira, Her face was very pale.I quickly carried her in my arms. His hands were cold and his heart rate was fast.

After making sure Nadira had calmed down, I also got out of the car. I checked all the cars, and it was leaking. But how can, wasn't it when I was at the hotel I saw the car was still fine. Then this is how it happened. Looks like something's wrong. Thought.

Suddenly my net looked back, From a distance I saw the car that was behind me was still there. Because I felt something was wrong, I checked every inch of the tire. There I found a small needle of some sort. It seems like this is indeed someone deliberately aiming at my car tires.

Does this have anything to do with the car that keeps following me. It just keeps bothering my mind. Soon, I remembered the biker who had grazed my car when I had just walked from the restaurant.

Because it's getting late, I'm no longer guessing who did it here. I decided to change the car, Lucky because there brother Zein has prepared serep.

"However, I'll tell you about this" I said, clenching my hands together*.