
"I just wanted to talk for a while" the still-cool Bellvania's pinta stood in front of Ansel's room door.
Harry had repeatedly told the woman to leave. However, he stubbornly refused to pass in front of Harrys.
"Miss, you're a beautiful woman. Can you find another guy out there?" harrys said he was annoyed by the behavior of his former boss' lover.
"Have you never been in love before, Mr Harrys?" ledek Bellvania's.
Harry smiled bitterly.
He does not believe, if the woman before him who used to easily turn away from his boss is now talking about love.
"Who's Harrys?" asked Ansel who had walked over to the door.
"Ans, I want to talk for a minute" cried Bellvania.
"You? want what?" ansel's gaze cynically.
"I, I'm sorry about last night" Bellvania's voice said. Apologies that come out of his mouth do not represent the look in his eyes. Ansel only catches that his words don't really come out honestly.
"Daniel must have told you everything, right? That's why, tonight you're going back to Jakarta?" bellvania.
Ansel clenched his hand, if he remembered Daniel's words of Bellvania's ill will to him.
"I've accepted your apology. You can leave my room!" ansel's edict, then passed from before Bellvania to Harry's DNA.
When to break through. Harrys swiftly pulled the woman's hand, taking her out.
"Have finished? please go!" harry said a little harshly.
Door closes.
Bellvania restrains his murkana with Ansel's treatment of him. In the past, Ansel was so gentle and affectionate with her. But it's different now. Ansel is no longer the man who once faithfully defended himself even though he had been caught cheating.
"Don't call me Bellvania, Ans. If I can't repay my heartache to you!" bellvania was full of anger.
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For two days now, Ansel has not contacted Chalissa. He always called his wife in the morning and at night.
Actually, before he heads to the airport. Ansel was trying to contact his wife. However, because tonight he will return to Jakarta. So his intention was to break.
Harrys can't take Ansel to the airport. He only drove his friend and boss to board a private car that had been prepared by Mr. Ronald.
"Sir, let me know immediately when you arrive" Harrys asked.
"Well" Ansel got into the car after he said goodbye to Mr. Ronald.
On the way to the airport, Ansel suddenly remembered that his wife loved to eat milk pie. He decided to stop by to buy the cake.
"Sir, stop by the other side for a second huh." Ansel asked.
"Master wants to buy something?" ask Ronald's old private driver.
"Yes, I just want to buy some milk pie"
"We just turn around, sir" the driver bargained.
"No need sir. I will just cross" Ansel said.
The car stopped, Ansel came out and crossed over to a shop that sells typical Balinese snacks. Finished buying milk pie and other typical snacks, Ansel returned to the car opposite him.
Ansel walked unknowingly a private vehicle speeding by.
Citttt... Brak!!!
An accident occurred, the car driven by Bellvania hit a vehicle on the road.
Mr. Ronald's personal driver ran over to Ansel. Fortunately, Ansel ran swiftly to avoid the vehicle. Although, he also suffered a slight impact injury due to avoiding the vehicle.
"Sir, are you okay?" ask the driver worried. He helped Ansel get up from the asphalt.
"I'm fine sir, thank you"
It was seen that the crowd had gathered to see the accident that was not far from where Ansel fell.
"My tug there sir" Ansel asked, "but sir..." Ansel looked at the driver, making the driver unable to continue. He also helped Ansel walk to the vehicle.
"Bellva" said Ansel surprised.
He saw the figure of the woman he knew in a fainting state. He really couldn't believe it, was this a coincidence? or, this is indeed a deliberate factor. Ansel quickly asked for help to take Bellvania to the hospital.
Journey to the hospital. Ansel called Harrys. Harry arrives along with Ansel who also arrives at the hospital. Harrys came along with Mr. Ronald, Mr. Daniel, and Mr. Hendrik.
Before long, Ansel resigned to continue his journey to the airport. There's still 1 hour to check in. This time, it was Harry who drove Harry to the airport.
"Harrys, please don't tell Chalissa this if she calls you" Ansel said.
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Somewhere else.
Chalissa pondar mandir keeps contacting Ansel. She was worried because her husband's cell phone could not be reached.
Because his anxiety never dampened. Eventually, Chalissa decided to contact Harrys. Not wanting to make Chalissa anxious, Harrys also told her that her husband was on his way to Jakarta.
4 Hours waiting for her husband. However, there was no word and no sign of her husband's arrival. Chalissa called her husband's phone again.
"The number you're going to is out of reach. tutt...tuttt...tuttt" Chalissa tried to calm her feelings and thoughts.
There was no word yet and no sign of her husband coming. Chalissa was frustrated. He called Harry back. Harrys is worried. He immediately contacted the call center of the airline used by Ansel.
"The flight with the number 2 hours ago had a delay sir" explained the woman behind the phone.
Harry turned off the phone immediately. He contacted Chalissa, but there was no answer. Finally, he sent a message. While Chalissa, she was disturbed by Killian's cries after contacting Harrys. So he focused on putting Killian to sleep.
The time is 01:30. Chalissa had fallen asleep next to Killian.
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The night changed in the morning. The sun has displayed its rays, until it penetrates between the long curtains.
Chalissa felt, now her body was confined. He felt tight to move. He opened his eyes, trying to get back to his consciousness. He began to feel that his body was being hugged tightly, felt a hand coiled around his waist and another hand was already coiled on his back. She opened her eyes and looked at her husband's chest without being wrapped in cloth.
Chalissa moved her body wanting to see her husband's face.
"hmmm" Ansel deheman's voice.
Chalissa smiled seeing that the man was already fast asleep before her. Chalissa stroked Ansel's face and buried the kiss on her husband's cheek and neck many times. She really misses her husband.
"Ors..."Chalissa was shocked, and now Ansel has overcame her.
"What are you doing?" he continued, still shocked.
Ansel smiled, he had already opened his eyes.
"I'm hungry baby" Ansel lamented, Chalissa wrinkled. "Yes, already. Watch out" trying to get out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Ansel restrained his wife's movements.
"Say you're hungry. I'll make breakfast for you" Chalissa misinterpreted her husband's sentence.
"I'm not hungry food dear" Ansel smiled full of other intentions. "Then?" Chalissa was astonished with a full-fledged look. "Harap you dear" whispered Ansel to make Chalissa silent not budging.
"Why silence?" Ansel back astonished. "Where were you going last night? why don't you get word and Harrys says the plane you were on took off at 8 p.m. Then why hasn't it been long?" Chalissa remembered the night. At first, she was just upset that her husband had not contacted her. While trying to contact her husband, her phone was out of reach.
"O, sorry dear. Two days ago, I had a lot of work to do. And yesterday...." Ansel told me all the events he had experienced. Not a single story went through.
Chalissa was shocked by her husband's story. She sat down and checked her husband's wounds.
"This is no longer painful baby" said Ansel showed his elbow that looks bruised.
"Thank God there are no heavy injuries" Chalissa sighed.
"I'm sorry baby, it makes you anxious" Ansel hugged his wife, stroked her shoulder. Until finally heard the sound of Killian's cry breaking. Ansel exhaled violently. It turns out that the hero did not give him a moment to make out with his mother.
Chalissa chuckled and moved to retrieve Killian from her sleeping box.
"Our father's son has woken up yes, here baby, same papa" said Ansel grabbed his son who now look his eyes wide open to see the presence of his papa.
Killian enthusiastically welcomed his papa's hand.
"Now you are the same Killian" Chalissa laughed.
"Where are you going, baby?"
"You need to prepare breakfast first" Chalissa came out of the room.
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