One Night Stand With Me
CHAPTER 25

Time is almost midnight when Anita has not been able to lay down her body because she has not received any news about the husband she does not love. Let alone sleep, sleepy not.

I don't know what the woman was waiting for until she daydreamed herself in the guest room as if waiting for Andy to come home.

“Andy, how about him…? Should I be a widow? Was this child born without a father?” anita murmured with her tangled mind. “Then how will my fate be?”

Anita rubbed her face rough with a series of life stories that were not included in her count. Being the wife of a rich man she so hated, conceiving an unwanted child, all raged into one.

“Andy..” Anita kept mentioning names that she didn't even mention before.

Andy's little attention to her now seemed to be spinning back. How the man might have tried to correct his mistake was either to please the grandmother or something.

Anita shook her head quickly and cast out her own thoughts. The longer he pondered in this place, the more his mind was unbecoming.

Twelve o'clock in the evening, the sign of the day has changed. The handle of the main door rang to the surprise of Anita who was alone on a soundless night.

Anita reflexes stand alert despite a little fear, At home with an extraordinary security system, the woman understands not everyone can access this place.

The door opened and immediately revealed the figure of a tall man with a familiar silhouette.

“Not sleeping?” Andy asked in a voice that was right it was his. Andy opened his hat and sunglasses.

“Andy...” said Anita clean with lips vibrate until both eyes have been wet.

Andy who he was worried about in fact is now standing firmly in front of him.

“Ka-you...?”

“Yes, I'm happy”

Anita sobbing. I don't know why he spilled his tears even though he didn't want to. What he felt at this time Anita also did not understand.

“Why are you crying, Anita?”

Andy brought his body closer and extended his hand to Anita's face, which had been covered in tears. The woman immediately rebuked him loudly while still sobbing.

“Why can I cry when I imagine you are dead? Why can I worry about this! Shouldn't I be happy, you've received karma!”

“You...worry me, Anita?”

Anita did not answer, she was busy sobbing, When their bodies faced very close at this time, when Andy's face with a facial line that was so firm and domineering just a distance of no more than one inch in front of her, Anita couldn't contain her emotions.

“If you are safe, why are you difficult to contact, Hahh!” erang Anita increasingly did not understand why he was worried about this for the man he hated.

“Anita, A-I..”.

Anita wiped away the tears on her face. It was foolish of her to shed such vain tears.

Andy again stretched out his arm but again Anita denied him because both of Andy's hands are now hanging in the air.

“Good if it doesn't die!” press Anita at the end of her sentence and then turn away.

But a hand grips in her arm now hold Anita's step until the woman reflexively turns her body back.

“Sorry, it has made you worry, Next time I won't be careless. You're not what? Is anyone sick?”

“Yes, have slept” Andy let go of his grasp and let Anita go back to her room “My phone is gone, I brought Jimmy's. I'll send the number to your phone”

Anita did not reply and immediately entered her room. Delivered his arm former fingers Andy who felt still stuck there. A touch so different from what Andy did the first time they met.

“Why am I? So crybaby. Just saw him safe already crying. I should be grateful that he has been rewarded for being a cruel human”

Anita hit her own head at the thought of a no-no. Especially the spicy speech opa Hardi then hooked in his ears. Anita chose to lay down on the mattress and then closed her mouth after feeling relieved because Andy came home safely.

In the morning, Anita who just got morning attacks with another form of torture that must be experienced and lived every day. Not wanting to lock herself up, Anita plans to come out just breathing free air from the balcony.

But just opening the door, he saw Andy with several men in black were deliberating in the living room, Anita rewinded her steps to be invisible to anyone.

Bi Umi then entered the room to deliver breakfast as usual.

“Bi, starting later do not need to bother bringing food here, yes. Let me who came out” said Anita sungkan.

Not accustomed to living full of services like this makes Anita feel foreign, especially women who are used to working hard are now almost called unemployed. His body seemed to ask him to move if there was no living creature named fetus growing in his womb.

“It's okay, Mistress. I will also need to ensure the vitamins and drugs that young mistress needs to take”

Anita received the tray and put it herself to the room table “Please remind me if it's time to drink Vitamins, Later I will go to the place bi Umi, okay”

Bi Umi seems happy Anita is no longer closing herself to him.

“Oh, Yes Guests in front still exist?”

“Just gone, Madam. Young Master has also entered his room”

Anita nodded then immediately devoured her morning breakfast.

Since hearing the news of Andy who had an accident, somehow Anita's appetite suddenly disappeared. This morning after breakfast and taking medicine, Anita brought her own dirty plate out and washed it.

“Lho, Mistress. What do? Let's just aunty.Ouch! Later aunt got angry Young Master!”

Bi Umi immediately cut the plate from Anita's hand and put it back into the sink.

“Anged? Is he also cruel to BI Umi?”

Bi Umi obviously shook her head and turned Anita away from the kitchen “Money want me peel the fruit?”

“No, thank you, I.. just there” Anita pointed to her new workbench that she had not touched.

Heading to a corner that belongs to him now, no matter what opa Hardi bought for him either with what intention, now Anita occupied herself.

A new tab screen opens and instantly displays advanced design applications. A new electric sewing machine is also designed by Anita. These objects used to be daily food when they were in college majoring in fine arts.

However, as her economy deteriorates, Anita must bury her dreams of becoming a clothing designer.

Anita shifted the glass window beside her seat. The morning air with a beam of warm sunlight now swept over her body, Anita inhaled a deep breath of nourishing oxygen.

How does this story go?

Look forward to the next chapter…..