Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 23: Finding a dress part 2.

The cafe on the corner of the street was tempting Almira dragged her steps lazily to visit, the woman who still kept her irritation immediately swung into the cafe, his grim face began to grin when he saw his favorite milky strawberry become your menu from the cafe. His lazy step suddenly got such great energy, he swung to the cashier to order the menu.

In his journey it was either on purpose or indeed unintentional, the tall, wavy-haired man bumped into Almira's body until the woman who had just found her smile fell down, breaking the floor with a thick ash-colored roman.

"Ac ...."Almira grimaced below, it could not be denied if her body felt pain that was not playing.

His body just fell without any refutation, directly clashing with the hard ceramics, he immediately looked up to look at the sharp man. While the man wearing the black hat and black mask seemed to feel no guilt, he stood straight without wanting to help Almira.

"The real road dong, the same legs tuh in the same eye. Very disturbing, "the man grumbled arrogantly.

The words made Almira's heart very sick, her cat's eyes were hanging, then she immediately brought herself to stand before the man, fixed her gaze on the man. Almira had not had time to throw words of pearl at him, the man had already floated and left the cafe.

"God! Whoi! You're so stressed, you got a bother, you fuckin' shit!"cibir Almira ruffled the waist which is now the center of attention of all visitors there.

All the human eyes in the cafe, including the servants there were fixed on the figure of the beautiful and tiny woman. But Almira ignored everyone, and still stepped into the cashier, milky strawberry was already very desirable. While adjusting her breathing pattern, dampening her emotions for now.

"Sister, what do you want to order?"ask the waiter on duty at the time.

"Milky strawberry," said Almira briefly.

It seemed like there was no more passion for Almira to speak anymore. Today a lot of things happened to her, even she had to lose her dress, even though the dress had turned into a coffer of money that went into her account, she still felt annoyed.

"Sorry brother, for today's milky strawberry is up, last message by the man who had a problem with his brother," explained the waiter clenched his hands politely and with a bright smile.

"Huh?! Leaving?"almira exclaimed furiously, then she turned to the cafe exit.

Ah damn it I am today, already a dress in bought people, hit by a crazy guy, milky strawberrynya run out anyway. Oh my god ... I'm sorry today, Aarrrghh ....

Without saying goodbye, Almira roared from there, leaving the cafe in an increasingly arrogant state of heart. The sense of the case increasingly makes itself foggy. The noise of the customers enjoying the food made Almira more and more hunting her pace to walk faster, she walked a little run to immediately leave the cafe which made her day worse.

The red car he always drove at high speed fell onto a large road, rolling with other vehicles who were also residents of a large road. Almira gripped the steering wheel in annoyance, her eyes began to condense and give rise to a red color, holding back the crystal circles that had already gathered on her eyelids.

Fast-forward to his home, he parked the car carelessly, right in front of a large fountain in the yard of the house. Get out of the car and slam the door full of power. Then he turned to one of the guards on duty this afternoon.

Realizing that Almira's upset face was standing in front of her guard post, she paddled her steps toward Almira with her face down and her hands folded in front.

"Can I help you, ma'am?"ask carefully.

"Can you bring a car? Car park," he replied ketus.

"Miss, I will park it for miss," she said slightly raising her face.

"This." - Almira again gave the car keys to her security guard.

While he immediately swung into the big house, inside was lined with servants who welcomed him, in front of him stood Syani with his chauffeur.

"Miss want to take a shower or eat?"syani asked quietly with a downcast face.

"Wouldn't say anything, bring cold water, use a lot of ice cubes," said Almira with her grim face and pouty lips.

"Well miss."

The vexed woman sauntered up the long stairs that led her to the second floor, from where Almira was still paddling her steps to the second long staircase to head for the third floor, the goal is of course the main room that she occupies with her husband.

Inching his way into the room, throwing the bag he was carrying into just about anywhere, lying on the floor covered in a soft white fluffy carpet slightly browned. While he was still continuing to the bed and threw his body on it, rolled turning his sleeping position to face down while he hugged the roll that was nearby.

Before long he sighed in front of the bolster, Syani knocked on the door to bring a glass of cold water that was asked by Almira was accompanied by the favorite cheese cake of the young lady.

"Come in," said Almira did not change her position as she had initially entered the room.

Syani went into the room and kept the tray filled with water and cake on the front desk of the sofa in front of the bed and also a large television.

"I keep it on the table, lady" he said after he placed the tray.

"Yes," replied Almira as she fell face down and closed.

"Okay, lady, I'm back at work again. If there's anything that the lady wants again, just call me" Shani said.

"okay."

The waiter who was assigned to serve Almira left from there, then he came out of the room and closed the door smoothly, his footsteps barely audible, if competitive with the wind that blows from the outside go inside.

From elsewhere, Royyan, who had just left the meeting room with Adrian, swung towards the **lift** which was in the corner of the seventh floor, as soon as he and Adrian got into the elevator.

"The result of the meeting was directly sent to my email," Royyan asked the confidant as he put both hands in his pants pocket.

"Okay sir, I'll finish it soon."

Royyan nodded gently. Not long after he was in the elevator, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated, phone calls came in from his man to watch Almira's daily life while out of his reach. Lekas Royyan took it and lifted it.

"What's wrong?"asked Royyan calmly.

"Miss Almira is in a state of rage," he explained.

Royyan frowned and his gaze was sharpened on the buttons in front of him.

"Why?"ask again.

"Miss lost the dress she was going to use for an important event, but I didn't know what it was, and then at the cafe she lost her favorite drink, milky strawberry, too, before that he had been hit by a tall man who covered his entire face, "he explained in detail.

The man who had just exited the elevator let out a long, heavy sigh, then he swung along with Adrian to continue his steps towards his room not far from the elevator.

"All right sir."

The phone call is over. Just as Royyan was facing the door of his room, he immediately turned to Adrian who was behind him.

"Find me a nice boutique for my wife, if necessary invite the boutique employee and the designer to my parents' house, tonight," he said later.

Although his face caused confusion, Adrian nodded and immediately left in front of Royyan, while the little-eyed man again pedaled his feet into the elevator, going down directly to the first floor. The goal is clearly home.

Less than an hour Royyan fought with the streets that were jammed and the horn of the street residents who had a thin patience, finally Royyan arrived at his home right at 19.00 wib. Without the bag that was with him this morning. He left everything in the office.

His steps firmly entered the house, making the servants there surprised and did not have time to welcome him. The servants were dumbstruck and pecking on the spot, who was preparing dinner, while Royyan ran to feel the stairs there until he entered his room. Found Almira who was still lying hugging the bolster.

"Ami ..."call him softly while stripping the black suit and ash tie with a pattern of small water grains of faded white.

The wife did not answer. But then Almira woke up and turned to him, and Almira looked up and looked straight, gradually coming down from the bed to the table and took the glass that now only a small block of ice left, and, he put the ice in his mouth and chewed on it, as a self-reflection to dampen his emotions.

"Don't chew mostly ice, it will be difficult to sleep,"celtuknya while opening three buttons on it one by one.

"Whisper deh. It's up to me, my people who are not you, after all why at this hour have come home anyway, just disturb,"he kept chewing the ice cube until it melted in his mouth.

"Why?"asked Royyan to come closer.

Almira turned his head rough and kept the glass on the table again in a quick motion, then he stood up to Royyan who had just arrived at the corner of the table.

"You know what the hell, what dong said by the way," replied Almira with lips that began to shake and her cat's eyes began to condense, but Almira was still trying to hold it.

"What's wrong?"

"What the hell? There's nothing, no question."

"Related?"royyan lowered his knee to match his height with his wife's, and his hands were hanging out on his knees.

Almira's heart began to shake, looking at Royyan's worried eyes, although the face was still cold and sharp, but Almira felt the warmth in it and finally the dew in her eyes melted and Almira cried.

Crystal threads drenched the petite woman's cheeks, she covered her face with both equally tiny hands. He sobbed, his cries breaking until his back shook violently.

"Don't ask me why the hell," he said as he shot down rain from his tears.

"OKAY. Sorry," Royyan sighed, then she pulled Almira's back into his arms.

"Don't hit me."Almira dodged while wiping away her tears.

"here."Royyan held him back, and pulled Almira's waist up to hug him.

Deck falling on Almira's body, Royyan hugged his wife tightly, his chin clinging to the base of the woman's head which began to echo her cries before Royyan's field chest. While one hand hangs on the small waist of the wife and one hand holds the small back.

There was no chatter between the two, Almira continued to cry while circling Royyan's waist with both hands, her body shaking because the cry was too heavy, while Royyan chose to shut up and listen to his wife's cry until it ran out, as she stroked Almira's hair gently and one hand remained on the little waist of the crying woman.

Almira completely drowned in the chest of Royyan's field, wetting his cheek and also Royyan's chest which was partially buttoned open shirt. It had been more than five minutes Almira dropped crystal droplets from her eyelids until she was sobbing, Royyan's legs had felt sore, and, finally he dragged his steps slowly to the side of the spacious bed, Royyan encouraged Almira to fall on the bed with him.

Ami really likes to cry, the cave will make sure he will get what he wants, for now make him sleep first.

The soft-skinned woman left her stuffing as she had already fallen asleep diving into her subconscious. His hand that wrapped around Royyan's waist from ten minutes ago finally fell down, swiftly the mullet-haired man slowly woke up and released his embrace, undoing it, then raise his wife's body to the top of his arms and move position Almira asleep on the pillow, then he covers it with full.

"Tomorrow you will get a new dress" whispered Royyan in Almira's ear as she gently stroked her hair.

Slowly he swings out of the room, then he picks up his phone from his pants pocket, and scours his phone looking for the Adrian contact he pinned after Almira's contact.

"Can you?"royyan asked firmly with a very slow tone of voice.

He did not want to wake his wife who had just fallen asleep.

"I've found a designer on par with Almira's mother. They are ready to come at any time" Adrian explained from behind the phone.

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, they came to mami papi's house."

"Good sir. Oh yes sir, you left your bag in the office."

"Bring it up to you, tomorrow you take it back to the office."

"All right sir."

The phone call was completed quickly. Royyan went further from the front door of his room until he was on the connecting stairs between the third and second floors, then he flicked his steps there. Turn on her phone and type something and send it directly to her older sister.

"Tomorrow Ami will come to my house papi at ten, I ask you to make a delicious milky strawberry."

"OKAY. Take it easy, your wife will be safe here."

"Later there will also be boutique people to choose Ami dresses for her important events."

"Every young master. You're not here?"

"Yes. I'm coming home from work."

After he finished with his phone, he quickly put his phone back in his pants pocket. He continued his steps down the stairs to the second floor and continued swinging to the first floor, with his shirt half open .

NEXT ....