LOVE YASMIN
Letter Piece
Marcell went through his days as usual, everything he did went smoothly with the help of Dion and Nadya. It's just that when the night comes Marcell still remembers Yasmin, however, their togetherness is not a moment of course Marcell still imagines all about Yasmin, in every corner of the apartment is also full of memories with Yasmin, Yasmin, be it ordinary activities or activities that drain energy such as hot romance. Yes both do it anywhere, in the kitchen, the living room, the living room, the balcony, the bathroom, the stairs, it seems like every corner of the apartment has witnessed their hot activities.
Tok.dok...
Czech....
Nadya entered Marcell's work room with a food trolley, there are several types of food which are all Marcell's favorite foods.
"Lunch on Master" Nadya's voice made Marcell aware of her daydream.
"Why so much?" Marcell moved from his chair towards the long sofa in his room.
"I didn't know what Mr. Regan wanted to eat, so I ordered some menus" Nadya moved the food from the trolley to the table in Marcell's room.
"All my favorite foods, how do you know?" Marcell noticed all the menus on his desk.
"Bu Yasmin has provided a list of menus and restaurants that are your favorite, sir" Nadya said,
"Oh yeah? since when did Yasmin give that?" Marcell just realized, some days Nadya always prepare her favorite food, as well as what drinks and when to give to Marcell.
"Last day Ms. Yasmin to the office, she said she would apply for leave, because for several years of work here, Ms. Yasmin had never used her leave ration" Nadya explained.
"Did he say how long he'd take?"
"Mr Yasmin did not say how long it would take to leave. But Ms. Yasmin ordered that I could handle Mr. Regan's food and work properly as long as he wasn't in the office" Nadya copied Yasmin's message.
"Well you can get out"
"Excuse me sir" Nadya lowered her head and walked out of Marcell's room.
"It turns out you've prepared everything Yas, it seems you really intend to leave me" Marcell murmured inwardly, Marcell feeling a slight pain in the recesses of his heart.
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A man walks into the Regananta Group building, carries a box and heads to the reception desk to ask him something.
"Excuse me" said the gentleman.
"Good day can you help?" said the woman who was guarding the reception desk.
"I'd like to meet Mr. Regan, tell him that I'm bringing Miss Yasmin's deposit" the man said.
"Is there an appointment?" ask the woman according to the procedure.
"Not yet, but tell me I'm bringing a seat from Miss Yasmin" the man said, But the receptionist insisted on not contacting Mr. Regan because this man could have been making things up and Mr. Regan was a busy person, of course he did not want to get his sap if he carelessly received guests. The uproar stole Dion's attention which had just come from outside.
"What's this?" Dion stared intently at everything on the reception desk.
"Sorry Mr. Dion, this man insisted on meeting Mr. Regan because he wanted to hand over Ms. Yasmin's leave" to the woman behind the receptionist's desk.
"You who?" Dion looked at the man.
"Who I am is unimportant, I just want to hand Miss Yasmin's custody directly to Mr. Regan" the man said stubbornly.
"Can't it be kept to me? I'm Mr. Regan's assistant, I'll definitely leave that to Mr. Regan" Dion said.
"Sorry sir, I can't trust you. Miss Yasmin advised me to hand over directly and make sure Mr. Regan accepts this" the man chuckled.
"Alright follow me" Dion walked off the elevator which would take him to the floor where Marcell's room was, and the man followed him.
Tok.dok...
"Sir someone said he wanted to give Miss Yasmin's leave to you" Dion told Marcell.
"Who?" Marcell turned his eyes to Dion.
"I don't know either, but he insists on handing you the deposit" Dion spoke formally.
"Let him in" Marcell ordered, Dion immediately came out calling the man.
"Good afternoon Mr. Regan" said the man sitting across from Marcell's desk.
"You who? how do you know Yasmin?" ask Marcell.
"I'm a detective who was hired by Miss Yasmin, and a few days ago she asked me to give this to you" the man handed Marcell a large box.
"Detective?" Marcell is very surprised to hear the man's confession, why did Yasmin hire a detective? who is Yasmin investigating?
"Then excuse me, because I've made sure that Miss Yasmin's care has been taken" the man got up from his seat.
"Wait, why did Yasmin hire a detective? who is Yasmin investigating?" marcell.
"That's my secret and your client's, I don't think you deserve to know and don't go on the stage to ask that" the man replied. "I know you're not a fool" he said and walked out of Marcell's room.
"Damn.." said Marcell, then switched to the big box on his desk.
Marcell opened the box, and it contained the items Marcell had given Yasmin, the branded bag, the jewelry set, some diamonds, and the black card Marcell had given Yasmin, also a white envelope and a brown envelope. The white envelope contained Yasmin's resignation letter, and the brown envelope contained Yasmin's personal letter to Marcell.
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Dear Marcello Regananta's...
Hi Cell, how are you? I hope you live your life well.You miss me?
Sorry if I go this way,
you know I love you so much that I gave myself to you, I lost my father when I was a young man and I forgot about him, I found the perfect man to be you, caring, friendly, warm, and kind, kind and loving, and it all makes me love you. You know I'm a beautiful and intelligent woman, a lot of men want me, but in my heart there's only you always and always.
To be honest I was sad to see you change, but my heart was only on you, it seemed like I was suddenly stupid when faced with the word 'love' in my eyes you remained perfect, you were still perfect, you are like a Greek god without flaws and loopholes. I love you, I really love you. But my love couldn't make you mine forever, so I decided to leave, because I couldn't see you with another woman. Thank you for being with me for so many years, I am so happy when I am with you, thank you for that. I thought as long as we were together, I would get you completely and forever, it turned out that it was all just my hope, and you still didn't love me .
Marcell, I'm returning all your gifts, I don't want to keep them as memories, let those good memories be stored in my heart, I hope you're not offended by this. But I bring one precious memory from you, I promise to take good care of it, please forgive my mistakes during our time together, and try to accept and love that woman. I will remember you as a great and kind man, and I have no regrets about our togetherness.
thank you for stopping by in my life, giving me beautiful colors, I will always love you wherever I am. Happy is my great man, take good care of yourself.,
Love
Yasmin A S's
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Marcell stared at the letter sheet with a feeling of sadness, Marcell did not expect that Yasmin loved him that deep and that deep Marcell hurt Yasmin.
"I'm sorry Yas, I'm not what you expected" Marcell murmured, staring at all the gifts Yasmin had given him. As Marcell recalled, all the valuables Marcell had given him were in that big box, and what precious memories did Yasmin bring? if all the luxury and expensive branded goods are in front of him?
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TBC 🌺