I'm Your Wife Not a Statue
Fall in love
After a few days of rest at home, now my situation is getting better, today is also the first day I returned to work after one Sunday asking for permission.
I stood a long time before the door of my room facing directly to Fakhri's room, since the incident that day, I so rarely met Fakhri, the man always dodged, either my feelings or they are true.
I remained standing at the door, I did it on purpose because I wanted to see Fakhri, sure there were about 10 minutes I waited for him to come out, the man was neat with his office clothes, the moment our gaze met, but he ignored me in front of him, he gawked away without a word.
"Fahri" I called his name, despite knowing what kind of response he would give.
"Fahri" the man still ignored me, our relationship was still flat, but before before before, Fahri still wanted to talk to me, although what came out of his mouth was just a snatch or a spicy word, but now what is it, just angry he did not do, I was confused by his .
Out of nowhere, I bravely held Fakhri's wrist, but he jerked his hand until my grip slipped from there.
"YOU WHY! HUH!" ok, I pulled my words earlier, I don't like being snapped, not just snapped, but the way he spoke also turned rude.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT, HUH! QUICKLY SAY, I WANT TO WORK" I just shook my head with my clenched hand holding back my nerves, I turned my body back to walk back into the room.
"basic bully, argghhh" I can still hear his voice faintly.
Fakhri POV
I just try to keep my feelings, I don't want to get too late in the feelings that seem to have led to the heart, yes, I think, I'm starting to love my wife, a wife I didn't want her presence from the beginning.
A woman who was suddenly present in my life, a tough woman who was willing to put up with a jerk like me, that woman was also my biggest source of anger, his presence made me lose the figure of the woman who had accompanied me for a long time, considering that it alone had made my blood boil.
But the slow sea, I felt this self begin to bond far to her, to Vanesha Angela, the woman with hazel eyes, the sharp nose, the white skin. I realize with my own feelings, I admit that, I lost to my ego, I don't want him to get hurt too deeply If he knows the one big thing I'm hiding from him, I don't want him to get hurt too deeply, I'm afraid he's more hurt if I start turning to him and that big secret is strongest, he's the one who's hurt the most.
It was enough to hurt her by not accepting her presence, rather than trying to mend our broken relationship from the beginning with a lie that has always been a shadow.
"sorry, Nes. I think this is the most appropriate choice, me and you will never find a way to be together, I love you, really. I love you"
"argghhh, STUPID, STUPID, WHY HARU HAS LOVE FOR HER, REMEMBER FAHRI, HE WHO MADE RAISA LAY IN THE WEAK. THAT WOMAN ALMOST KILLED YOUR LOVER, FAKHRI, AWAKIRAH" I cursed myself, the steering wheel became a layer of emotion.
"ARGGHHH, Nesha..why Nes, why do you have to be present in my life, why Nes, you should reject this matchmaking from the beginning, Nes" I said with my head resting on the steering wheel of the car.
"why, Nes.why" now that the edge of my eyes began to water, I rubbed with the back of my hand as weak as this if I had dealt with the woman named Nesha.
"pardon me, sorry"
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Nesha POVs
I'm not too focused on my job, since I don't know how long my office friend who reprimanded because I just daydream in front of the computer.
"Nesha, don't daydream, if you're still not feeling well, just go home papa ko "
" have you eaten? if you haven't eaten yet"
"ii-iya" in my head was just Fahri, the man was like running a marathon in there, I had trouble getting Fahri out of there, the man was very far into my life, my heart, my heart, my head, ah I'm like a madman.
"Nes, the file I sent you last week did you check?" I remember thinking back, which file my office friend said, last week I was sick so obviously I didn't do anything.
"which file, Bel?"
"there, you check on the 21st, I've sent the file"
"ah yes for a moment I check the email first" I reopen the incoming message in my email, it turns out that it is true, there is one message that I have not been able to read, let alone do, I clap my forehead.
"astaga Bel, I forgot if you sent me an email, when's the deadline, Bel?"
"Wednesday's gonna have to go up in print, Nes. We have also announced on social media if the novel will be available in two weeks"
"oh, Bel. sorry yeah, i-yes I'm going to be overtime again tonight, hopefully in three days time, the novel is finished "
"yes Nes, sorry, I know ko, yesterday you were sick, definitely not perfect, but I have also sent the email to you"
"i should be the one apologizing, Bel. It was I who initially agreed, but it was I who forgot "
"yeah no papa, if you need help do not hesitate to ask me "
"iya Bel" I Hela long breath, my hands raised massaging the temple that began to pulsate, I had to work overtime again to pursue the target.
"hahhhh" ok now work, get Fahri out of the head.
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I have the lyrics of the watch on hand, it has been pointed at 10 pm, soon the office will close, I clean my messy things on the table, I have no food, too, just lunch this morning was just bread, I lived alone in the room, others have gone home first, I survived because it had to finish the job immediately.
"Mister, is it done? I also want to go home"
"oh yes sir, this is my stuff first, for a moment" the office guard nodded, I became uneasy with him, in a hurry I moved out, maybe because I was in a hurry and didn't see the road, I tripped.
"Astaghfirullah, it hurts" I'm sure now my legs are turning blue, my legs are sprained, I feel like I want to shout to call mom, but I realize now I'm at the office not at home.
"mom, sick" I said, I have trouble standing, don't stand up, just shake my legs I'm hard.
"o Allah, please servant" there is nothing I can call for help, what should I do now, crying can't help me either, I roast my bag, I've lost it, now that I really need his help, I hope he picks up my phone.
"please Fahri, lift this once, I beg you"