My soul mate is a Cassanova
Chen's Disruption

After meeting with Choi, Chen immediately took a taxi to the Main House. Smile continues to rise on his handsome face from now on, he was so impatient to meet the idol.

Choi gave her an envelope to Chen, an envelope containing photos of Nayla in the Main House playing with her rabbit. And one picture of Nayla was in a hospital.

The taxi that Chen was driving had already arrived at the Main House. Old man Chen is not in Indonesia, therefore the house only contains servants and guards only. And Nayla if there is one.

Chen immediately went inside the house to look for Nayla's whereabouts.

"Nayla," called Chen in a raised voice.

"Honey, where are you?" yelled again but no response.

"Nayla, please come out." Said Chen then himself up the stairs to his room.

Well, the room is clean, neat and fragrant. Nayla still smelled the scent of her body there, meaning it was true that Nayla lived in her room.

Chen was relieved and grateful that Nayla had been in the Main House all this time, but where was she at this time? why didn't Chen also find her?

Chen continued to go around looking for Nayla's whereabouts but did not meet at all, Chen finally decided to ask one of his servants.

"Where's my wife?" Chen asked coldly when he met one of the servants.

"Miss Nayla no longer lives here, sir," she replied with a bow of respect.

"Miss just moved in a few days ago." her reply made Chen instantly limp in instantly. It means he's late. Why did Choi just tell her now? why did he also think that Nayla had been home all this time. Where is Nayla now? inner Chen.

Chen decided to sleep in the main house and not return to the apartment, Chen inhaled deeply in the scent of a mattress and bed linen that still fragrant typical of his wife's perfume.

'*How can I not check the main house all this time?'

'Mom, Dad survived because you guys managed to make me like crazy!'

'Oh my God, take care of my wife wherever she is, and please put her back in my arms again. We are back to God*."

Chen hugged his pillow and bolsters while continuing to fumble alone. He was very lonely and needed the warmth of his wife.

Chen took a deep breath as he recalled some memories of his relationship with Nayla.

'Did you miss me too?' Chen got up from the bed and headed for the dressing table not far from there. Chen found her half-scratchy shirt still draped pretty on Nayla's dresser chair.

'Are you wearing my shirt?' muttered Chen again with a bitter smile.again and again his tears dripped. Her chest was so tight, she really missed Nayla.

'Where are you, honey? Please stop playing with the cats, I miss you so much." Chen's body slid to the floor and he leaned his head against the dresser chair while hugging his own shirt which he believed to be Nayla's former wear because the shirt was still fragrant.

'Where else should I look for you, ' Chen sobbed alone until he realized there was a pair of eyes that were looking at his slump.