Don'T Change My Destiny
9. Chapter 9:Hi

My husband may not be perfect, but he is perfect for me. A pious wife treats her husbands like a king, loves him like a prince, but she keeps reminding him that he’s a slave of God. (My husband may not be perfect, but he's perfect in my eyes. A righteous wife will treat her husband like a king, love him like a prince, but she also does not forget to keep reminding her husband that he is only a servant of God.)

"Radit is recovering. He's been able to return to his usual activities but Radit will forget about all of us including you,"

"But didn't Dad say the treatment was too long?"

"Dear Nothing, Radit was healed but because something was blocking his brain made him have to do therapy,"

I just let out my breath with a huff. Tired, disappointed, annoyed and angry at one time but I hold it.

I could only spill it all to God for devoting it all to feeling incapable of winning it all.

I think by going to Radit mas to Germany for treatment, everything will be good my household will be fine.

I guess when I met Mother and Tiara we were happy and would never part again but everything, my expectations were wrong.

God has not made me happy for now. I don't blame God, I don't blame Fate for making me and Mas Radit like this, I don't blame Father for separating me and Mother and Tiara,

Never once did I blame all these circumstances but I just wanted to be happy.

I don't know where Mother and Tiara are. My meeting, Mother and Tiara one month ago which was so short but beautiful I will never forget.

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"For the boss, ma'am" said Fauzan, my secretary.

The 27-year-old man is a confidant of Dad who was sent to help me directly in this company.

It's day 242 I'm enjoying my own day. Dad hasn't come back yet because he's running a company in China.

Dad said Mas Radit is now in Indonesia now he takes care of his company which was pioneered from zero without the knowledge of others.

If you say that I don't miss Mas Radit you're wrong. Honestly, I would love to meet Mas Radit, but I want Mas Radit who came to me, not me who came to Mas Radit.

"Bu Boss daydreaming?" the nosy voice of Fauzan made me instantly come to my senses from my daydream.

"Fauzan don't call me boss Ma'am or anything but just call me Nay or Silla." Fauzan only grinned the horse but seconds later he even chuckled.

"Dad but rich I'm not polite deh I call the boss mom by name," I just spun my eyeballs tired of Fauzan's answer..

"After you. I'm going out please you handle my business." I left Fauzan without waiting for Fauzan to answer.

I heard an annoyed grunt and grunt from Fauzan but I just laughed a little without turning my direction to see the man who became a secretary and now my best friend is being murmured.

"Hi,"

I turned around to see who it was because in this elevator it was just me with who it was.

My eyes were round because I saw who was now in front of me.

Lord why have you complicated my destiny again after these 242 days I am calm and at peace. God please eliminate me right now.

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Seriate.....

|Ajeng|