An Overdose of Love

An Overdose of Love
N2 = My Missing Wife >>> Angry at former


Emotions are now billowing at their peak. Very angry at the behavior of Salwa my ex-boyfriend.


"You're so outrageous, Salwa!" I say with emotion.



"Why are you defending him instead of me" Salwa disliked my attitude.


"I should defend her, for she is a legitimate wife. So please now, you never bother him again," I snapped with my eyes glaring at him.


"I'm sorry for that carelessness, Adit! I just want us to go back to the old days" pinta Salwa with her head bowed.


"Whatdidyou say? Going back?" kebugarku.


"Aren't you the one who left me first, for your stupid ideals! It's been four years from High School we've had a romance, until I didn't consider Ana a legitimate wife, but what's your reply! After so many years of not being together, and no more conversation between us, you just remembered your mistake! And now you say you want to come back?" words that don't believe.


"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry, Adit."


"Ah come on, Salwa. For a year of marriage, I didn't think of Ana as a wife for your sake, and in the end we managed to make Ana really hate me, but what are you doing to me now, huh!" Emotional horror.


"Sorry, Adit."


"Because Ana was disappointed and hurt she had run away for six years, and left me alone. But what's your reply, what? Huh ... what? You turned out to be at the end of the day also going along, for your stupid ideals!" The past's hurt.


"I'm sorry for the mistake, Adit! It's not all my wish either. All due to the insistence of parents to immediately go to college abroad. They told me not to date first, by prioritizing education first, which is until I have really succeeded in achieving the goal of success" Salwa said trying to explain.


"I am now a fool, with all your explanations," he said.


"But, Adit. Please listen to my explanation. Don't be angry, please."


"Whatever you say about me, Adit! The most important thing now is that we can reverse it, right? Like in the past, because now I'm really in Indonesia now," he said seduce.



"Can't be Salwa, Ana is a woman who has been imprinted in my life, both now and in the past. She is the love of the heart forever and my only legitimate wife, and can never be replaced by anyone" I explained.


Salwa could not speak any more of my explanations, and I left her immediately. The intention now is to immediately find Ana who has been injured by Salwa's stupid actions.


My feet have now stepped around looking corner after corner of my company room, and it has been a few minutes looking never to see Ana's nose. My mind does not run out of ideas just like that, armed with CCTV cameras in the office I can now immediately see his whereabouts.


Heh .. heeeh. My voice is gnawing from running here and there.


"Hhhhh. Open all the cameras in this company, there's someone I want to find!" my orders are with all CCTV employees.


"Okay, big boss,!" answer them compactly.


After a long time of looking closely at the screen, I finally saw the person who was looking for, he was standing right in the parking area of the motorbike, like he was waiting for someone. Not long ago I was so surprised, when I saw Ana was riding her friend's motorcycle. Even worse, his hand was already wrapped around the waist of the friend who hugged him.


Anger that was only 96 percent because of Salwa, now the anger is 100 percent full of fire. Hands have begun to clench firmly, due to seeing the scene that makes the ignition of this body soul emotion.


Braak ... praak, a table I hit.


Brees .. klunting, a coffee cup that was only half drunk by CCTV surveillance employees, without me slamming it just fell scattered to the floor.


Regardless of the employees who had looked at me strangely in the face of the flames of anger, footsteps just left immediately to the parking lot in order to catch up and stop.


Quickly, as quickly as possible to install my sports car by advancing as fast as possible. No matter what happens if this accident happens. In my brain right now is if I can catch up to Ana who is busy being joined by another man.