
Andre POV
Since the last time I was dragged away from Ayu's house, I began to secretly observe her house from afar. I'm still looking forward to meeting Keysha. I want to apologize and of course repair our broken relationship. Only then did I realize that if I needed it, I was used to its existence as well as its kindness that always obeyed what I said.
Keysha is the definition of a good wife, she never messes around, not much she wants to even always accept even though I have always hurt her all this time.
Regret always comes too late, and I'm experiencing it now after meeting Diana. When I found out her true nature, I really wasted Keysha. I'm breaking him to pieces. Still fresh in my memory the image of his face full of disappointment accompanied by the roar of tears. If I look, I never seem to see the smile on her lips when I am with her.
I rubbed the condensed mirror, staring at the extremely messy self. Many children's hair began to stick out in the area of my mustache and beard, my aura began to slightly extend until it almost covered the vision. Not only that, I've been absent from work for a week, dozens of phone calls from the office I did not indicate. I just let the phone lay to death because it ran out of power.
Caring for the devil, all I want is to meet Keysha.
I was left for a month, and in an instant my days turned dark as dark as a starless night. Keysha is like a light that shines through my monotonous life, everything just felt when he was not here.
“Do I shave? Who knows today I could meet Keysha,” my monologue while reflecting. Suddenly my mood turned flowery. “Yes, I have to look neat and handsome until Keysha is fascinated by me!”
I immediately tidied myself up, slashing the feathers that grew on my face. I can't wait to see my beloved wife.
I hummed as I turned on the shaver and applied it to my face. Only halfway through, the sound of the bell was caught by my sense of hearing. I flinched and thought, is it possible that Keysha has gone home?
As fast as lightning I grabbed the towel and then put it up just to cover my sensitive area. Do not let Keysha wait long at the door. I smiled cheerfully as I opened the door, but then was stunned by what I saw. Apparently, who came was not Keysha, but a courier of an expedition with the logo of a dove.
“Excuse me, with Mr Andre Rinaldi?” ask the courier while looking at me. I soon realized I was wearing only a towel.
“This package for you, please sign it,” pinta the courier after giving me an envelope. I frowned.
“Where is this from?”
“There is a return address on the envelope,” explained the courier.
I scanned the envelope and read the original address of the sender, as soon as I was wide open, my body trembled with a sweaty grain the size of a rice seed emanating from my temple. I hurried to open the envelope, making sure my worst thoughts came back. The courier reminded me to sign first, but I didn't care.
“Pak, please sign first before opening the package!”
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, I got a reality equivalent to a death sentence. The envelope contained a divorce warrant from Keysha. “No! This is Impossible, you must have the wrong address!” I squeezed the letter and grabbed hold of the courier's collar.
“I have confirmed it, just now you said that you are named Andre Rinaldi,” said the courier assured me.
I shook my head hard and took off that grip. “No... Keysha is unlikely to do this. No!” I never believed and I will never accept it.
Tbc.
What Andre would do Neh?
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