HAPPIER
CHAPTER 67

Meeting with the team Mr.Abdullah walk alot and long, there is no time to relax for a moment let alone just go out to wash your eyes.

We were all busy doing various revisions to the old design drawings. No one greeted each other, no one was joking as usual. We dissolve in jobs that require such high level of precision

We were only able to leave the office room Mr.Abdullah had prepared for us to work after 11 pm local time. It feels so exhausting.

After returning to the hotel and cleaning myself, I looked back at my phone that I had neglected all day. No message from Bery. I called but was inactive.

I sighed heavily, in this condition what I needed most was the calmness that came from my wife.

What the hell is he doing there?

Is he still in town B?

Why is it so hard to communicate like this?

I opened my phone gallery again and gently stroked the screen that showed Bery a photo. She was very beautiful when she smiled, yet her gaze was so intimidating.

I've always been made curly by him. I really miss him a lot.

"Sleep woi.bed! Tomorrow we're going to island A for a survey, we're gonna need a lot of energy doing it." Gio reminded.

The man who is still at home to sing at the age of 32 years is very friendly, no attitude he wants to be respected as a senior. He easily blends in and his cheerful nature makes everyone comfortable interacting with him.

"Yes mas, again taking supplements used to just sleep."

"Yayaya. know ah!" Mas Gio immediately covered his body with a blanket on his mattress. "Don't forget to turn off the lights." Said again.

I immediately went to the light switch, set the AC temperature and turned on the sleep lamp whose light was quite dim.

I closed my eyes and began to enter the dreamless realm of sleep.

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My days are not passionate, as long as I'm in town B, I daydream more. Like something was missing in my heart.

I unceasingly glanced at my phone, yet I knew he was still above the sky at the moment.

Tired of holding back the feeling of what the name was, I ended up drowning myself in work.

Did I miss him?

Ah, that was the case, her smile continued to hang on the memory jars.

"Why? Kangen Sky?"

"Bu Kinan knows!" My answer is a little clumsy to be found daydreaming but not refuting, even justifying.

"Either, if love talks so that its longing as big as the ocean can be reduced by a speck!" Tease often.

"Whoever falls in love with her, Sky is annoying, super duper annoying."

"But like, but make you anxious..If you hear his name aja called your heart has jumped up and down, what's his name if not love? I can hear your heartbeat, every beat of which shouts a name, Sky..Sky..Sky over there." Said Mrs Kinan scolding me.

"I look so good?" Plain ask.

"Fyi yah bu Bery, in the office it has been circulating rumors of your closeness with Sky. Since Sky's inception, people have been stirring. How can Sky easily have unlimited access near you?"

"Everyone knows that you're the hardest to approach by a man, rarely putting on a friendly smile to a man, but Sky seems to get an exception, as if you're sincerely smiling when you're with him."

Ms. Kinan has no formal language now, meaning she is speaking as a friend at the moment.

"I'm that's it?" I just realized myself that it's not Kinan I know.

Bu Kinan only glared with both shoulders shrugged.

After having a stale conversation with Mrs Kinan, I got back to work. It's my habit, my phone always I set in silent mode while working. Likewise when asleep.

As it began to head to the retreat, it turned out that there were several phone calls from Sky as well as some short messages.

For whatever sake, I really can't help my feelings. There were so many butterflies flying in my stomach because of the messages.

My heart warms, my eyes are no less warm. I lost, I missed him so much, and it seems like I've fallen in love with him.

His absence has not been counted a day last night but it has been able to become something of a great loss in my heart.

I rubbed the tears that so mischievously escaped.

Without thinking long, I pressed the green button on my phone screen that written his name there, but unfortunately not raised. Maybe he's asleep, we have the same habit, cell phone in silent mode every time we sleep at night.

I had to suppress my disappointment, when my heart was so excited, it was impossible.

Because my eyes can not be invited to compromise to sleep, I use it to surf on social media.

I do have some social media accounts but rarely update.

Remember Stella, I follow each other on IG. I finally opened up his profile. Some moments today he shared.

One photo post tickled my heart, even though his face was covered in stickers, but I knew it was Sky.

It seemed like Stella was secretly taking her picture, looking as if Sky was sitting down looking down to play her phone.

I want to vomit when I read the caption.

"Reading Yasin's letter won't make you stop haunting me, only the marriage contract can be😘"

I reached the space between my forehead to hold back the wave of unusual feelings that attacked for a moment.

Oh. This really makes my heart hot. How could he expect my husband to say kabul Ijab for him? Dreamlike.

I threw my phone on the bed, wanting to scream but worried that all the hotel guests would come to me, I had to put my face on the pillow and bite it hard.

I'm upset and I'm jealous.

Is this what it feels like to be jealous? It feels very unpleasant, like it torments the inner and makes the heart hot.

If only I had known that jealousy was severe, from the beginning I would have announced my relationship with Sky in the office. If it is like this, I myself am confused.

I've been like a madman, pacing back and forth like an iron in the room.

Huuuu... Sky, you must pay for my feelings after returning.