Grasping Longs
Part~100
"Is this your dream of old days, it's so tragic" Anggoro said as she watched her husband sitting alone in front of a fireplace in her small villa.
After a fairly long journey, that night Madam Anggoro just arrived at a plantation that borders directly to the beach where her husband is now located.
A few years ago she was invited by her husband here, but the place has not been built a Villa like today.
It looks like the husband has renovated the place, even the Villa was built directly opposite the beach.
Mr. Anggoro immediately looked back when he heard a familiar voice in his ears. The voice he's been missing lately.
Is this a dream ?
"You ?" said surprised.
"Why? you're surprised to see me here ?" madam Anggoro appears to fold both hands in front of the chest.
"What did you come here for? this place is not suitable for you." said Mr. Anggoro while fixing his fireplace wood to light bigger, he knew his wife must be cold.
"Then do you think this place suits you ?" ask the lady Anggoro who looks flinch in her place.
"It's cold out there." Mr. Anggoro patted a chair next to him without any intention of answering the woman's question.
Mrs Anggoro is still unmoved, she does not like if her words are ignored and it makes Mr. Anggoro sigh in length.
"Find this a karma for what I did to you, though it is not worth the pain of your heart." said Mr. Anggoro with a tone of regret.
A few days before he left, he begged his wife to forgive him. But the woman was insistent and she understood that.
So the only way is to go far away if it can make the wife better, but she was surprised when the woman was suddenly in her place at this time.
Mrs Anggoro seemed to wipe her arms, the cold air of the plantation mixed with the sea breeze felt piercing her skin even though she had coated her clothes with a thick sweater.
"Always stubborn." grumbled Mr. Anggoro while covering his wife's back, then pulled his cold hand towards the sofa he was sitting on.
But instead of taking a step, Madam Anggoro actually hugged her husband.
"I'm sorry" she said, a remark she may have just once in her lifetime spoken to her husband.
The middle-aged woman who still looks very beautiful and well-groomed looks sobbing on her husband's chest that makes the man feel tightness in his heart.
"Don't apologize, you're never wrong" said Mr. Anggoro gently as he tightened his arms.
"No, I'm guilty. If only from the beginning I paid more attention to you, you would never have done that, right." said Madam Anggoro mixed with her stuffing.
"You're never guilty, baby. I'm the one who's rude." said Mr. Anggoro, then took his wife to sit on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
"For many years I have always regretted my foolish actions, please forgive your bastard husband" he continued, staring fixedly at the beautiful face of the wife.
Madam Anggoro could only cry, sadness, wounds and regrets mixed into one without being able to express.
Mr. Anggoro who felt pity, immediately scooped the lips of the woman and softly melum😘tnya.
After that he brought the woman back into his arms, sharing a warmth filled with love and affection.
"Yes, I forgive you." said madam Anggoro trying to be sincere even though now his heart wound is still very wet, he was sure as time went by the wound would dry by itself.
"Thank you, baby. Although this is very difficult for you, but believe me for the rest of my life I will try to heal your wounds." promised Mr. Anggoro.
"Let's go in here very cold." invited Mr. Anggoro, they seem to step foot into a simple Villa not far behind it.
"May I stay here ?" pinta mrs Anggoro.
"You won't stay here."
"From now on wherever it is, as long as you're with you it's the most suitable place for me and I'm definitely at home. I will learn to cook you and every day will make you coffee." said Madam Anggoro who immediately made her husband look at her with anxiety.
"All right, but let me eat you tonight, baby." Mr. Anggoro immediately pulled the hand of his beautiful wife into his room.
The next day....
That morning Victor looked tired even though it was still morning, he only slept for two hours because last night stalked Nina. After that he had to pick up Demian to the Mansion and then leave for the office together.
"You sick ?" demian asked as he looked at Victor's pale face.
"No, sir." said Victor from behind his wheel.
"Why did your phone die last night ?"
"The battery is running out, sir." Victor lied, but he deliberately turned it off because Demian really did not like it if he played in a bar or nightclub.
"Next time don't be careless anymore, your phone should always be on standby. Moreover, my wife is pregnant old, you should always be on alert." Demian ordered.
"Okay sir, but instead of being on standby it's her husband yes, sir." chirped Victor joking.
He saw his boss' mood was good so what's wrong with asking him to joke, although at the ends he will be exposed to the man's curse as well.
But flirting with Demian is the most fun thing for Victor, living together from childhood with the man makes him very memorized by his attitude.
Although Demian is famous for being arrogant and arrogant, Victor knows that he has a soft side and high empathy for the people closest to him, including himself.
"Of course I'm very alert." said Demian did not accept.
"Good sir, later if I'm the one who is alert later in the young mistress thought my wife again." chirped Victor again.
"Damn it, I'll make sure you don't have a bonus this month." Demian threatened.
"Don't dong mister, how can I find a future wife if there is no bonus."
"Ck, your bonus is less than your salary Vic." Demian sneered.
"Pasrah deh." said Victor then who was only in reply to be upset by Demian.
Moments later Victor appears to brake suddenly and it makes Demian who focuses with his ipad immediately cursed.
"If you're looking to die, don't take the plaintiff, Vic." Demian said.
"Sorry sir, suddenly someone crossed." said Victor reasoned.
He seems to grip his wheel firmly when he accidentally sees Nina crossing with a man. They looked very familiar and the two occasionally laughed together.
"Damn it." murmured Victor.
Somehow his heart felt in the squeeze when he saw the scene, then he immediately re-applied his car with a fast.