My Rich Husband's
The Part 20
The next day, Diora was tidy with her casual clothes. Do not forget the jacket to warm his body he always wears. He seemed to be waiting for someone to pick him up.
A backpack containing a change of clothes and a rattan basket containing a variety of special dishes made with love from Diora's painstaking hands, was ready for her to take with her an impromptu vacation that was just planned last night.
“How long ago,” grumbled Diora. He waited an hour, but his girlfriend Danzel never came. Dozens of messages have been sent through the whatsapp application, only showing the tick one.
“Am I just calling,”. He called a contact named My Danzel. Not connected, only the voice of the operator answered.
Diora was pacing back and forth like an iron. Fortunately, there was only him, if there were other people, he might be able to feel dizzy seeing it like that.
“Hopefully nothing bad happened with him,” hopefully. His fingernails accidentally bit themselves because he was too worried.
Not long after, his phone sounded a sign of incoming messages. In a hurry he opens his phone, hoping Danzel gives it to him.
Yes, it is true, the news about Danzel that he received. A message from someone who doesn't know who, because the number isn't stored on Diora's phone. Diora's body trembled violently reading her message.
His mind is so fucked up right now. An impromptu vacation to Kakslauttanen, northern Finland to see the aurora borealis crumble already with the news he received this morning.
Diora's tears could not be held back by the harsh reality that had happened with her lover.
“I have to make sure it direct.” Diora breezed out of her residence towards the address informed by the mysterious person. He used a car to speed up his journey.
Smooth road conditions make it easier for him to arrive immediately. Straight out of his car after parking the four-wheeled vehicle.
“Diora why you?” ask Gabby to worry. He blocked Diora's hand when he met her in the building's lobby. He accidentally met there with Diora's condition was chaotic. His eyes can't lie if he's not okay.
Unable to answer, Diora's mouth seemed reluctant to open her voice. Can only hug the body of his best friend's body goals that many women crave. Sobbing in the warm embrace of a friend, may be able to reduce his sadness at this time.
“Danzel,” whimpers with stuffing.
Gabby immediately understood what her best friend was feeling and knew what the possibility of events that happened with the woman who was always with her in joy. Starting from the location where they met and the crying that never stopped.
“Relax ... don't think bad things.” Gabby calms Diora down, giving a swab to her back covered in a warm jacket.
“Company me, I beg you,” pinta Diora while loosening her arms. Maybe he will be a little strong if accompanied by a woman who always protects him.
“Alright, but you stop crying .. don't look weak to meet Danzel with your chaotic condition like this,” Gabby's clumsily. Getting a small, painless pinch from Diora.
Gabby held her hand and gently rubbed Diora's arm, giving her the strength to stand up to the reality she would see in a moment. Walking together towards the room mentioned by Diora.
“This is the room?” gabby asked after arriving in front of a large brown wooden door.
“It seems right this,” replied Diora not forgetting the nod of the head.
“Diora ...,” greet someone from the direction he came earlier. Stopping Diora's hand that was about to open the door.