Rebirth: I'm Calling My Husband's Heart Back
Back To Life Before

"Let'soo!"

"Hey!"

Zeva flinched and opened her eyes as her shoulder was patted softly. His breath was stingy and a little sweaty on his forehead. His hands were cold, even he felt the sensation of falling just now was so real. Her dream felt real.

"I'm still alive?" Zeva subconsciously looked around in disbelief and felt her body to make sure she was really alive.

"Your afternoon sleep is too good, huh?" Roro Goda. He appeared right at the tip of Zeva's nose along with her sweet smile. He was so happy to see Zeva had moved away from the table where he had laid his head fifteen minutes ago. The meeting is about to begin, but she knows Zeva is exhausted, so hesitant to wake her up.

Zeva looked at Roro with a puzzled expression. "I'm just sleeping? How long?"

"Yes, you slept fifteen minutes ago!" Roro sat next to Zeva, pulling her elbow to look at her watch. "Rightly and not at all late for a second." He chuckles.

"Li-fifteen .. minutes?" reload Zeva. But that dream felt so long ago. Long time until he felt tired. The pain in his heart was too real. Everything, Bastian, his father, Clint's speech, and Roro's betrayal, he remembers everything. The final footage of his life he saw all.

"Yes ..," nodded Roro with a smile. He immediately took the drinking water he had just distributed and gave it to Zeva. "You're not late for the meeting, Zeva—quiet!" Surely Zeva was worried about the meeting this time.

"I-What date is this? What day? What year?" Zeva looked to the right and left. He was really dazed. He was still with his fragile nature after seeing his fall, but it was time to retreat to a time where he was very strong and humble. Somewhat lopsided between his time and his maturity level.

Roro frowned. "Does sleep make you amnesiac? You all right? Are you feeling any pain?" Obviously he was astonished, but his hand still did what Zeva needed.

"It!" Roro offers Iphone 6S plus last year's output—2015. "The meeting room has no calendar, since the calendar is here you take it to your room next door!"

"What?" Zeva was a little surprised. Is it still 2016? What age was he? Why does he feel lag?

"You're saying these days you have to save paper, right?" Roro's forehead frowned. "Are you sick?" He's a little worried.

"Ya—em, I mean I feel my sleep is uncomfortable so my neck hurts!" ralat Zeva hurry. He hurried around. All familiar, then he drank mineral water from Roro.

Use the best opportunity ....

Ah, whose voice is that? Why is it so stuck in his head? And the dream ... Roro is a performer at her wedding? Did ya?

"Huh ...." Zeva felt her head hurt thinking about what happened to her.

7 Years from the year he was supposed to die, Roro teases Bastian? Until you have kids? While he was president of NC, gained great success but he had to lose the man he loved?

No ....

"You're making me anxious." Roro grabbed the phone. "I'm calling Bastian!"

"Don't!" pekik Zeva held Roro's hand. His eyes were trembling looking at Roro. He remembered Roro was also doing that at the moment. All the same, just a little different. He has to change it.

Roro put down the phone without taking off Zeva's astonished gaze.

Zeva swallowed her hard-earned saliva. Once again making sure that he lives in the year that he thinks all his misfortunes started.

True, he has returned to 2016 where today he has to meet a chef for Kitchen Chicken and some people who want to join the cafe and bar Middle Night.

It's true he wears this peach blazer suit, and maroon pants. Zeva stood trembling against the glass of the building. Yeah, he went back to that time. He came back to fix things.

But he will still die in that year.7 years from now, he will still die. But in what way? If he managed to change things, why did he have to die? Shouldn't there be a happy ending to the second life?

"Ah, Anya!"

Zeva. "Dad?!" His eyes were fixed on the figure of the Father walking towards him. His smile was so shady. Zeva wanted to cry if she remembered how rude her father was when he was angry. Zeva couldn't see that look coming out of her father's eyes. Don't make.

"You're pale?"

Zeva shook her head while smiling.

"I'm a little tired." He rubbed his neck.

George Norwich rubbed the princess' head. "Dad there's a honeymoon recommendation if you want to consider ...."

Mr. lips. George pursed, his eyes moving wildly in the other direction. He didn't mean to doubt his daughter's choice, but to the Maldives it was too prevalent.

"Where to the hotel on the rock cliff or to the villa in the middle of the forest." Mr. George glanced and smiled.

Zeva momentarily muttered. He's on his honeymoon, and Roro messes up his company? Nah!

Zeva. "Honeymoon doesn't have to be anywhere, Dad!" Zeva's eyes stared at Roro at a glance. And he knew that Roro was disappointed, but was trying to strengthen himself.

Zeva's view goes back to Mr. George. "I'll keep working as usual, and the honeymoon goes on."

"Staycations?"

"Okay, okay .. Let me pay you." Mr. George smiled. She's happy that Zeva is finally focused on having a baby. They postponed it long enough, at least he should have one son, because Clint's wife firmly did not want to have children.

She believes Zeva is always reliable.

"Thank you, Dad." Zeva kissed her father's cheek. For two things; he wanted to show more affection to the nearest person while he had the chance, and his father did deserve that rather than debate as it did in the past.

In the past, Zeva began to feel that her father was pressuring her to have children. His career is good. But now he will obey what his father wants. Whatever it is.

"Dad back, yeah ... Clint called."

Zeva nodded. But he remembered something. Clint had to be straightened from the beginning so that Roro did not have a gap to drop NC.

"Dad ...!"

Mr. George was about to step outside, but immediately turned to face his daughter.

They looked at each other and smiled.

"Please don't be so hard on Clint." It's hard to say, right? Accusing Clint of corruption in front of Roro could be a bomb.

Mr. George felt this was a surprise. Her son never cared about each other all this time. But this is great.

"We have dinner tonight, yes .. let's talk heart to heart." Mr. George smiled as he turned his body. Anya's smile is everything. Her son's smile felt different.

As he stepped into the elevator, Mr. Smile. George faded. His eyes are slightly widened. Does Anya have a deadly disease? Anya was a bit strange .. and she was pale. Jeez ....

Rushing he contacted the hospital where his extended family used to seek treatment.

"Hello ... Has Zevanya been having something weird lately?" ask Mr. George quick. He was so scared that his heart was beating.

"Bu Zeva just took off contraception and checked the womb, sir."

"just that? Check it again really! Is my son sick?"

"Yes, Sir ... That's all Bu Zeva did when she got here a week ago."

Mr. George took a deep breath. Thankfully ....

He did not say thank you so happy and immediately closed the call just like that.

***

"Do I have to postpone the meeting this time?" Zeva is still muttering. The person who will be present today has not yet come. He has to make sure of a lot of things, including meeting Bastian.

He was given only a few memory pieces. Every current event will be remembered when the incident almost happened.7 years is not a short time for a busy Zeva.

Roro sat in his chair while opening up the documents. Zeva. Roro looked agitated and Zeva knew why.

"Your plane ticket I ordered, Zeva," said Roro suddenly.

Zeva immediately turned her gaze over before Roro realized that she knew something. "But I don't want to go, Roro."

"What's the matter ... Are you a little weird when you wake up?" Roro. Behind his attention, he finds out how far Zeva knows about him.

Zeva. "There is no .. just lazy to have to go abroad just for children."

Roro sighed. "Well ... I call Bastian first—"

"No need!" tukas Zeva while holding Roro's hand who was about to pick up the phone.

Roro frowned looking at Zeva.

"From now on .. Please don't call Bastian using your number, Roro!"

Roro.

"Whatever Bastian needs to know about my decision, let me tell him myself! I'll have a direct discussion with him." Zeva looked at Roro more seriously than before.

Roro retreated slowly. "You suspect I changed your orders, Zeva?"

"No .. but you're not an assistant or secretary, Roro! You're an ordinary employee, who happens to be very close to me and Bastian. Nothing has changed, you can still work here, close to us, but I'll take care of everything myself from now on! Everybody!"

Roro. But he can't do anything. "Okay, Miss Zeva."