
In anxiety, Dylan's gaze was fixated on his wrist that was being tightly gripped by Carnations.
The woman realized what she had just done. Seeing Dylan's reaction looking at him like that, Carnations immediately released his tight grip.
"Sorry."
One word is said accompanied by millions of self-consciousness that stem the courage of Carnations in having the husband completely.
Since when has he been selfish like this?
Ever since Dylan treated her possessively?
Or ... since he slept in one bed with that man?
Dylan, who had his hands removed by Carnations, immediately rushed to receive a call from his first wife.
"Andin, you've been in Jakarta again, haven't you?" dylan asked in a heavy voice.
He was very confident that the first wife was already around him, just had not appeared.
"I'm asking you for help, Dylan." The voice across there was so full of emphasis.
Dylan thought was it really the wife in full consciousness?
"What do you ask, Ndin? I never did not grant your wish all this time." Dylan meant.
His heart is still weak if you have to deal with the fact that he has lost Andin.
Not understanding why, Andin was the number one and only woman in Dylan's heart.
While Carnations? She was just a woman he knew by accident, their togetherness just because they were bound by business and agreements. Can such a relationship bring love in it?
Heart pounding waiting for the next speech from across the phone, Dylan held the flat object while keeping the voice of the woman there unobstructed by the noise of vehicles passing by.
"Dylan, I'm happy with my life now. Can you grant my wish to separate from you?" ask Andin.
Dylan tried to find the error of the sentence he heard. But until his ears buzzed even once, there was nothing wrong with the sentence, the wrong was himself who could not accept the truth of what was received by the senses of his listeners.
"Anden ...." This time his voice was shaking. He felt that the woman really wanted to separate from him.
It is quite difficult to accept his heart and conscience.
The man looked at the sky to hold back the tears from dripping.
At the same time, a car was heard away from the Bagaskara family's office area.
The messy man in his heart turned his head because he had just realized something.
"Getter!"
He's not aware yet, if his cell phone is still connected to the call across there. Dylan simply grasped the flat object while running.
"Anjelir! Carnation!" The man shouted the name of the second wife while chasing the taxi that had just left.
Realize if running will not be able to pursue the vehicle, then he immediately took his car. Then without a second thought, he chased the taxi that was driven by Carnations.
*
A Hotel In Jakarta
Luxury place of the elite who want to rest his body.
A woman pulls a cell phone out of her ear while exhaling her cigarette smoke. He sat in kimono pajamas on the balcony of the room overlooking the nightly cityscape filled with glittering lights.
"Annezzler?" he muttered while smiling sideways.
He didn't hear wrong. Her ex-husband did mention the name before they ended the call.
Even though the tobacco was still long, he threw the object into the trash. But previously he pressed the tip of the embers from the cigarette to turn it off.
The woman walked back inside the hotel room while closing the balcony door. She headed to the dresser and took something out of her bag.
A lip moisturizer that restores the moisture content in the thick lips after inhaling nicotine. He applied until it looks like the part becomes clear and shiny when exposed to light.
In addition, he also sprayed a breath freshener, also peeling candy to remove the smell of tobacco from his mouth.
"Mom Andin" called a woman who knocked on the door of her room.
"Come in" replied Andin from within.
The door of the hotel room was opened and the woman in a black white uniform typical of the hotelier who worked there entered Andin's place.
"What about tomorrow's shirt?" ask Andin to the woman.
Some people followed the woman while pushing a hanger.
"Mother tomorrow just choose, everything is ready to be used and fit the size of the mother," said the hotel employee.
"Thank you" Andin replied with a smile.
They nodded and left from Andin's place, except for the hotelier woman who first entered, she was still there and said something to Andin. "Sir Wira has prepared an apartment for you, Ma'am. Tomorrow you can get in and out of this hotel."
With a full smile, Andin nodded. "Send my gratitude to her."
"Okay, ma'am," said the hotel employee.
The woman is a hotel officer who is specifically assigned to handle all your needs.
Andin was sitting in front of a mirror, he photographed his reflection holding a mobile phone, then uploaded to social media.
The picture is accompanied by a short caption below it.
'Wanna Fly High'
After that the woman lay down on the bed while staring at the ceiling.
What the hell is he doing there?
What is he doing now?
Do you remember him to me?
Usually Andin never cared or remembered her husband at all, but hearing Dylan mention the name 'Anyelir' repeatedly like that made him suddenly agitated.
Never thought he would be replaced so quickly in Dylan.
The woman tried to close her eyes even though Dylan's voice calling out her honeymoon name kept ringing.
"I'm sorry, Dylan."
Andin thought, he would never be able to realize Dylan's wishes. Moreover, as long as he was with Dylan, Andin thought he would never be able to spread his wings.
The woman needs a male figure who supports her every career. So that maybe he did not find it in the figure of Dylan, but he got it from another man, namely Wira.
As he thought ahead, all the lies would be revealed sooner or later. Tired for Andin when whatever his attitude but never liked by the in-laws, especially if he still had to keep acting and pretending to be a connecting mother for Rio.
Andin can't hide this much longer, he really can't stand it.
In the closed eyelids, the model as well as the selebgram shed tears.
Not because he was sad, let alone sorry. He only thinks that they have wasted their time doing these things. Because in the end, they can't fight for anything other than love.
"I want to fly, I'm sorry I left your life, Dylan."