Nyctophile

Nyctophile
My world


...Arescas...


How do I melt his heart?


It is difficult, returning a heart that has fallen but never bloomed, even crushed into pieces.


I don't think, if I had known from the beginning, that Zayana had been amazed by me, maybe the storyline would not be like this, maybe I would have ventured to just cancel the wedding.


Is this the real punishment?


True, my father said, my punishment is this marriage, how tormented I look at the woman I love, the woman I so longed for you I cannot touch completely.


If you said you stabbed me and my life was gone then, maybe better.


This marriage is not the end of my struggle for Zayana, but it is a step to get her back to the way she was, to get her back to believing in me.


Still daydreaming and clearing some files in my room, my mind was always on the beautiful woman who was silent at home, the woman who was always emotional when she looked at me, even though this afternoon an important meeting will take place, where some of my colleagues from abroad will gather to discuss our new project.


tok...


three times the door of my room was knocked.


"Please enter." my permission.


"Reska, Mr. Rudolf and Mrs Yuri have come."


That man was Tyo, the secretary who became friends, and he was actually my cousin, the person I trusted the most beyond my own father.


Tyo was the one who was instrumental in stalking Zayana in the past two years, the address, the activity and everything about Zayana, it was Tyo who helped me.


"Yes, wait in the meeting room, ten minutes away, I'll follow." I replied with a still focused look at the laptop and some files.


"Res, I have something that needs to be discussed tonight, the cave needs a comfortable place" said Tyo.


"What discussion? " answer me.


"Something, maybe at home you can? "


"Okay, go and accompany them, the cave is soon." I replied back.


"OK." greet him.


A few minutes passed, my feet stepped down the corridor to the meeting room on the 16th floor, this building has 24 floors, where the 15th to 20th floor is my own, he said, my company means, my company used to have a small office in the Central Jakarta area where a house I renovated into an office, a, but it is considered less large and the longer it turns out to have to rent a building to be the center, because the small company already has many clients in the country and abroad, because the small company already has many clients in the country and abroad, Tyo advised me to rent a building, but in fact my uncle, gave the 15th to 20th floor to be our office.


"Good Afternoon." I said when I met with five team leaders from several countries.


"Good after sir. " Answer them.


"All right, to shorten the time we better start the meeting this time, this time we will discuss the progress of vertical projects that you have handled." I opened the meeting this time.


"Start from Germany first, Mr. Rudolf, please show your percentage." Tyo spoke as moderator.


"Well, good afternoon everyone, here is a graph that will explain the progress of some projects that are going on in Germany, the design of the city park with the architect Mr. Devin, has been running as much as 45%, he said%, the project is running pretty fast than expected, we only started around May 12, 2022, one week ago, and our target will be finished about the next two or 3 weeks." obviously Mr. Rudolf.


"Is there a constraint? " ask me.


"Some obstacles are only in plants and also the watering system of the master, because the building is not yet fully finished, maybe we will report other obstacles following in tandem with the building sir."


"Alright, Mr. Rudolf's next project" I said back.


A few hours have passed, the project in Qatar and some Asian countries has been handled well and hopefully everything will go on time.


The watch in my hand already showed at 5 pm means that almost 6 hours we discussed this and that, finally the meeting was dissolved.


"Don't forget to copy everything into the journal, what we need to look back on, and what we have to do quickly, Tyo, cave to the mushola first, and then, if there's anything, call me ok." I explained to this creature.


"Every boss, a lot of prayer so that your wife can believe the same you. " With that annoying smile of hers she walked in another direction.


Prayer and prayer, my world is centered on Zayana, thinking of a thousand ways to heal her heart, rebuild her faith, two more years spent with regret, and I will never repeat that mistake.


After praying and finishing all my work I went back home, I came just as Zayana's car was parked in the garage, she just came back apparently.


"How was your day? pleasant?" ask him who just got out of his car.


"It's normal." His face displayed annoyance.


I could only quietly follow in his footsteps from behind.


"Mr Nad. "call Zayana to Nadia our homeworker.


"Yes mom? " answer Nadia.


"Sir, please bring warm water for me to drink to the room yes, I want to clean first." he asked.


I just stared at their interaction from the front door of my room on the first floor, yes Zayana occupies the room on the upper floor, we still separate the rooms until now, but sometimes one room when both our parents come to visit, our homeworkers also understand and will not open their mouths, because I asked for it so.


After the bath and the maghrib prayer, I headed to the dining room for dinner, usually Zayana was in the kitchen to prepare her own food but this time she was not in any corner.


"Sir... Mr. Ares, "the voice of Nadia from the second floor by calling my name made me a little surprised.


"What's the nad?" Shouted me from downstairs.


"Mother fainted sir."


Hearing Nadia say Zayana's condition I panicked and ran towards the second floor, Zayana was on the floor, with dirty towels and clothes scattered, with wet hair that was still tangled.