Waiting for your Love to Grow

Tamu

Denis and Nabila were in a taxi to the apartment. They keep their distance from each other. The two stared out the window, what the two were thinking, until finally the taxi reached the place they were headed.

Nabila immediately opened the door of the car next to him, as soon as the taxi stopped in front of the entrance of the apartment. Her forehead creased, wondering why her husband did not come down too, even though the taxi driver had opened the trunk of the car to take his luggage.

"Kok's Suitcase Didn't Get Down, Sir?" Nabila asked the taxi driver who gave her a bag and let Denis' suitcase stay in the trunk.

"That master didn't come down here, miss", said the taxi driver politely.

After hearing the driver's answer, Nabila immediately reopened the taxi door that he had closed. Then bend his body so he can see the contents in the taxi. "Why not come out?" she asked her husband. However, Denis did not budge at all.

"Sir, we're leaving now!" Denis orders the cab driver who is already sitting back behind the wheel.

The taxi driver nodded, saying, "Well, sir"

"Mas, where are you going?" Tanya Nabila and again did not get an answer from her husband

The driver turned his body slightly to the left. "Miss, please close the door again!" The taxi driver was polite.

With a heavy heart, Nabila closed the taxi door again. His feet retreated a few steps back, his eyes still focused with the blue taxi that had started to sound the engine was on.

Slowly but surely, the taxi pulled away and was finally invisible to his eyes. Without her control, tears escaped from her eyes, but she quickly wiped them with her fingers. For a moment he stood still. When his mind had returned, he stepped into the apartment.

Nabila lay down on her bed while staring at the ceiling. His thoughts go back to the events of their last night in a hotel room in Lombok, when Denis left himself that night.

"Well, my mistake was so fatal that Denis had to behave like this" Nabila murmured inwardly. He turned his body back, at a glance he returned to his original position. "The fact is I can't forget andrean, but I'm also not ready if you have to leave, mas", Nabila monologue.

He didn't feel his eyes wet, and tears just spilled. I don't know why Nabila is so whiny this time, even though he has been known as a strong and courageous person.

The wall clock in the room shows at 16:50, when Nabila just came out of the bathroom. He went to the kitchen to cook dinner. Nabila still hopes Denis will come home tonight, so she has to prepare food for her husband.

This time she cooked her husband's favorite fish. A few months into marriage, she had already learned about what foods her husband liked and disliked. It did not take long for Nabila to finish his activities in the kitchen because cooking has become a daily activity since adolescence.

While waiting for Denis to come home, Nabila busied himself by reading the book he had just taken from the bookcase. But until after dinner, Denis never seen the trunk of his nose.

Because her stomach was already very hungry and thought her husband would not come home tonight, Nabila decided to eat alone. Just a few spoons of rice entered his mouth, suddenly the bell rang. Nabila put the spoon she held onto the plate, for a moment thinking if maybe the person out there is her husband. If her husband why should press the bell all, did not he already memorized the entry code of the apartment.

Not wanting to guess much, Nabila rushed to open the door. Hopes were high that her husband would come, although the chances were very small.

When the door was open, Nabila was stunned by the scene in front of him. He frowned, trying to guess who the woman in front of him was. However, he quickly changed his face, and smiled.

"Is there anything I can help you with?", said Nabila politely.

The woman smiled, then answered Nabila's question, "Is Denis there?"

"Let's go in first, miss", invite Nabila.

The woman entered followed by Nabila from behind, after he closed the door of the apartment he lived in.

Unwelcome, the woman immediately sat on the soft sofa in the living room. Nabila was still standing looking at the woman in front of him. The woman looks beautiful, even though Nabila is actually more beautiful than her. The woman wore a knee-length dress with no arms, revealing her white skin.

The woman rolled her eyes, watching the room that was visible to her eyes. "It turns out this place hasn't changed much, it's still the same" he said, then a smile returned to his face.

The woman then turned her gaze towards Nabila who was still standing in front of her. While pointing her index finger at Nabila, the woman said "You?"

Nabila, who was unprepared for the woman's question, answered nervously. "Sa_i Nabila", he said.

"Are you replacing bi Atik here?", said the woman.

"I'm Jenica, call me Jen" the woman said.

"Oh yeah I forgot, Miss Jen what to drink?" Ask Nabila.

"Emmmmm....No need to be thirsty, I'm not so thirsty. Oh yeah, where's Denis?" Said Jen while directing her gaze towards the inner space.

"Mr Denis doesn't seem to be coming home, miss", replied Nabila.

"Where?" Ask Jen.

Nabila just shook her head to respond to Jen's question.

"I forgot, we're just ART" Jen said, smiling and covering her mouth with her fingers. Of course Jen's remarks offended Nabila, but she tried to be ordinary.

"Miss, ummm..... Did miss eat dinner? If not, if you don't mind, how about you have dinner here? I was cooking, but Mr. Denis didn't come home" said Nabila

"Alright", Jen got up from her seat. "I'm actually here to take Denis to dinner, but he's not there" Jen said as she walked into the dining room. Jen knew very well the apartment room, so without Nabila showing, she could easily find where the dining room was.

Nabila walked behind Jen. There are a lot of questions that haunt his mind. But he tried to be reasonable.

Jen sat down in the chair and took food. While Nabila returned to continue the food on the plate that had been left behind.

In addition to eating, they also talk.

"Have you never been here?" Ask Jen.

"Still miss, but rarely" replied Nabila

"Don't call miss, dong Nab. Just call Jen", exclaimed Jen, who then put a mouthful of food into her mouth. "We look like we're the same age, so there's no need to hesitate", he added, then he smiled.

"Do you seem to have memorized this place?" Tanya Nabila was curious.

Jen commented a smile, then she looked at him remembering something. "I used to come here a lot, Nab, if Denis was on vacation in Indonesia. We're going to spend a lot of time here" he said, smiling.

"Aging here, what are they doing?", murmured Nabila and heart. Hearing Jen's words, Nabila's appetite suddenly goes away. He tries to control himself, so Jen does not suspect.

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While at the family house Gumilang. Denis has since come to that place just locked himself in his room. At this time the condition of the room is very messy, broken glass and furniture scattered on the floor because Denis had a rampage.

He threw away whatever was nearby, punching the mirror in the room until blood poured out of the back of his hand. What demons possessed him at that time.

Some servants who heard the commotion in Denis' room, had approached the direction of the commotion. They were worried that something bad happened to the master, because they knew how the temper of the tempramental master was.

Seeing some servants gathered near his young master's room, Mr. Damar, the butler immediately dispersed them. Then he stepped into Denis's room.

From childhood, Denis was often dated to two of his parents abroad. At that time, Mr. Damar's affection was always there for him. Not only as a servant, Denis considers Mr. Damar like his own parents.

When Denis was angry, it was usual Mr. Damar who was able to calm him. But why Mr. Damar's efforts to calm his employer this time did not work.

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Sorry these few days the author is very busy so just set up today. happy reading😉

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