TRAPPED Marriage

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Erik stood staring out the window with a blank look. Some men came in to get to him.

"Good afternoon Sir, I'm sorry our Master has been checking all over the hospital and the police station. But the result is nil Sir" said the man, trembling.

"Ahhhh" Erik shouted and kicked the chair in front of him to the ground.

All of the men were only able to look down, it was indeed very difficult for them to find Miss El

"Get all of you out" cried Erik

Some men who were dressed the same, they immediately left Erik.

"Ahhh" Erik threw all the documents on his desk. All the paper went to the floor. He sat down, thinking about where his wife was.

Secretary Jim walked into the room slowly, at first glance he heard Erik screaming.

He was surprised that many papers were scattered on the floor. Secretary Jim picked up the paper slowly and reassembled it as usual.

"Young Master, I can understand your feelings. Of course you feel devastated by the calamity that befell Miss" Whisper Secretary Jim.

"Sir, why shouldn't we go home and rest?" Secretary Jim said slowly But Erik had not yet responded he was still pensive with his blank stare.

Then he got up and walked to the car.

Secretary Jim opened the door

"Please sir" Erik got in the car and threw his head back into the seat.

He was drooping weakly there, like a person who was not eager to live alone. Erik stared next to him, he remembered when El fainted and he put him to sleep there hugging his body.

"El where you love" Whispered Erik's heart. He misses his wife a lot, especially now that they have gone through a program to have children. Slowly the tears that had been on the ground began to fall slowly.

"Sir, are you crying?" As Jim's secretary whispered, he gave Erik some tissue, and Erik picked it up in silence. Usually, Erik will thank you for the least amount of help others give him. But now, his voice was so expensive. He's more silent, he's alive but dead. Yeah, that's how Erik is now. He used to be friendly, now it's cold. The loss of loved ones does leave its own wounds, not infrequently it can also hit a person mentally so as to make changes in him.

The car arrived at his home

"Please sir" Secretary Jim opened the door

Erik got out of his car, staring at his luxurious palace-like home. But now the house feels nothing at all without the wife he cares for.

"El" Erik shouted and ran towards the terrace of the house.

"Sir" Secretary Jim soon caught up with him.

From a distance he saw El smilingly welcoming him on the terrace as usual. He approaches El, but El's shadow just disappears.

"El" He bowed, it turned out that it was just his hallucination of missing his wife too much.

Secretary Jim looked at his young master with grief, He was sad to see Erik's situation now.

He goes straight to the room, opens the door hoping El has been in the room and welcomes him. But then again it was just his empty hope, there was no El there.

Erik opened the closet to pick up a satin nightgown that El often wears. He hugged and kissed the shirt that El perfume was still left there.

"Darling" She hugs El's shirt and brings her to sleep.

Erik closed his eyes, inhaling the scent coming out of the shirt, as if El was still beside him. That's what he did to slightly treat his longing.

"Tok Tok" Mellya's Buk knocked on Erik's door, but there was no answer at all.

"Erik, you're home, son? Can Mama come in?" Said Buk Mellya slowly but Erik still did not answer. Mellya then entered slowly because the door was not locked.

"Erik" She feels sad to see Erik hugging El's shirt while asleep. Erik looked so beaten. Buk Mellya gulped and tried to hold back her flowing tears. He then enveloped his son, he also very much hoped that El would soon be found and return to the house as before.

"Prophey baby, Mama sure one day El will return to this house. We pray that El will be fine wherever he is" Buk said, stroking Erik's sleeping hair.

"Simplek" Erik awakens with the sound of a door and finds himself covered in a blanket.

"Mama" Erik knew it was Mama who covered him.

He got up and was still sitting in bed. Stared at their wedding photos on the wall.In the photo El smiled beautifully.

"Honey" Erik stood up from his seat and rubbed a photo of El. Then she turned her eyes to the dresser, there was also a small photo of El, she took the photo.

"My dear El" Kissed the photo slowly.

"El, I'm sorry I couldn't save you back then. All this time I've always come on time when you're in danger and need me. El Forgive your husband, who was careless to take care of you. I'm sorry, I'm wrong El" Erik was plagued with guilt for feeling unable to save his wife at the time.

Staring at the sky through his window, many stars scattered there, slowly he walked to the balcony.

"El, where are you, honey? I am now looking at the stars. Are you staring at him too? Are we still in the same sky?" The questions struck Erik in the heart, making him even more bitter.

He recalls staring at the stars and moon with El.

"Darling, I'm sorry I couldn't be your moon. Forgive me for not being able to light you anymore. But are you still my little star now?" Erik was screaming on the balcony.

All the servants just bowed sadly watching the state of his Young Master.

"Young Master must have been devastated to lose Miss El" So whispered the hearts of the servants, not even infrequently they also cried sadly considering the kindness of Miss El so far. Miss El is beautiful, friendly and kind. He's the one who always defends them if Erik will fire them if they make a mistake.

"Where is Miss El now, we miss Miss very much too" The servants held back even those who sobbed bitterly.

In the past they were often treated to the affection of Miss and Young Master. Young Master often holds Miss to just go for a dinner shirt. The young master also always took Miss walking in the back garden, Comforting Miss when she was sick. The Young Master also cut Miss El's nails and often brushed her hair. But all that they no longer see, there is only the Young Master who is often moody, does not talk much and often screams on the balcony above.

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