Farewellless
Rofan's help, please,

"Madam is young,"

Fayre turned his head when he heard a familiar voice in his sense of hearing. He was stunned because such a great pain struck the heart. His body felt weak as it lost all its strength. The bitter truth made his heart break with nothing left. He does not care even though he is still in the scope of the office or rather in front of the toilet that is near a special pantry. In front of him stood a pair of legs waiting for him.

"Madam better not cry here. Come with me to a safer room" Rofan said as he extended his hand toward Fay. He was concerned to see the unfortunate fate that befell Fayre at this time.

There is nothing to do right now but follow the man who has served many years in this company. Apparently, Fayre directed Rofan towards his study. He allowed Fayre to sit in the chair in front of his desk, while he sat in the chair.

"Please young Madam cry here, if it's done, let's talk" Rofan said in a soft voice.

The destruction that had already occurred, made Fayre tearful. No matter even in front of Rofan, he was still stunned to vent all the tightness in the chest. Fortunately, the room was soundproofed so no one heard all the talk inside.

"Why did Arvin do all this, Mr. Rofan! What's my fault!" Fayre vented it all to Rofan. Mugkin, only the man before him could hear his grievances.

"Without any apparent reason she's suing for my divorce! Where is my fault? I gave up all the love I had. I believed he could make me happy, but now he's doing this crazy thing!" Fayre's breath gasped as he let out a painful thorn.

"We'll talk if the young lady calms down." Rofan was still calm. In fact, his mind is currently starting to travel far to find a way out of this problem.

This time Rofan did not want to take silence. Mr. Bram's kindness has been a solid foundation for the mature man. He couldn't possibly let the household of the man he considered to be his own little sister have to fall apart. Whatever he's gonna do for Arvin and Fayre's household. Really, Rofan's loyalty is worth being proud of. Not in vain Mr. Bram gives facilities to him like a family.

"What should I do, Mr Rofan?" asked Fayre after her crying subsided.

"Do I need to give this news to the great sir?" Before making the next plan, this important thing is the first thing to do.

"Don't, Sir!" prevent Fayre while looking at Rofan expectantly. He receives a tissue given by Rofan and immediately cleans the rest of the tears that wet the cheeks.

"Does the young mistress still love the young master?" search Rofan without taking a look from Fayre's face.

"What kind of question is this, sir?" Fayre scrunched his forehead, "of course I love Arvin very much. I don't want to be separated either!" fayre said firmly.

A faint smile rose from Rofan's lips after hearing the answer. At least he had no trouble helping to maintain this corn-like household. Rofan was pensive for a while, he was setting the right strategy.

"I could have helped the young lady. As long as we work together. How's it?" Rofan made sure that Fayre was willing to get up and fix everything.

"What should I do?" Fayre looked confused when he heard the offer from Rofan.

Fayre tried to digest the statment described by Rofan. Yeah, come to think of it, the reason that Arvin said was so absurd, "then what should I do?" Fayre looked at Rofan meaningfully.

"Meet the young master's close friend" said Rofan meaningfully, "The lady must know who the young master's close friend is. The madam must work with a trusted friend of the young master, in order to find out the cause of the young master being like this." Rofan did not take his eyes off Fayre's pretty face.

"I will also find out the cause of this incident in my own way." Rofan said, "and one thing that asked the young lady, please do not leave the main house. The madam should stay there, just let the young master go. Maybe he needs time alone" Rofan said seriously.

They both discuss some plans to uncover Arvin's true reason. Rofan gives Fayre time to calm down while waiting for her to come up with a mature plan. That is if Fayre is still willing to defend this household.

"Yes, I'll rethink Mr. Rofan's plan. Now I just want to go home." Fayre was throwing a rough breath.

After saying goodbye to her husband's personal assistant, Fayre immediately left the room. Not to forget he wore a mask and sunglasses to cover his puffy face.

During the trip to the magnificent house of Mr. Bram, Fay continued to shed tears. Black glasses and masks still covered his face from the driver who was focusing on his steering wheel.

This other game? What the hell is going on? Who made Arvin become like this? What is the purpose of this divorce?

Yeah, that's how a line of questions filled Fayre's head to the throb. All this was like a nightmare coming in the middle of a beautiful night. Farewell is not a dream, so how do you survive alone? But half the soul wants to leave?

"Stupid!" as if Fayre after getting out of the car that had stopped in the spacious courtyard of the residence of Mr. Bram.

Fayre accelerated his pace towards the room on the second floor. He was no longer able to withstand all the tightness in his chest. Perhaps, crying in the office feels different from crying in the room alone. More free and certainly not need to maintain the attitude.

The sound of sobs could be heard inside the gray room. Fay threw himself on the soft bed and immediately buried his face on the pillow. Tears were unstoppable again when he recalled how Arvin confessed when in the office earlier. Be ill. That's all Fay felt when Arvin's confession flashed in his sense of hearing. Long enough Fayre spilled all the feelings that hit his heart and now he rose from the bed.

"I can't look weak like this! I must be strong! I have to fight Arvin! Cowardly man, heartless!" Fayre cussed on the handsome face that had been decorating his days.

Fayre got up from his place and walked towards the walk in closet. So what was Fayre doing there?

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