SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
CHILD ?

I leaned my body against the chair.

I breathed a sigh of relief, because this time the meeting could be completed peacefully.

I have to focus on my efforts this time, Bella's search let the others take care of it.

If Bella comes back with my current condition, can I catch up with her again.

His company has already established two stages he over me within this one year.

I will not be left behind, I must rise. I have to have more assets, because I have to make Bella happy. Give me anything I haven't given you. I'm sure Bella will be back.

"Lee, is there a bright spot about Bella?." I asked.

"Sorry, Sir. There is no one yet. We found an account in the name of the young lady in Switzerland, but we did not manage to find her. That's because it only happens once a transaction, we're lacking a trace."

Lee handed me the iPad.

There is a trace of the transaction in Switzerland on behalf of Bella Saphira. I'm glad he's alive, even though I haven't found him yet.

"Continue the search." I said, Lee nodded.

I tried to focus my attention on my work.

I'd love to see Mas Gaga, I'm sure she knows where Bella is. But all this time can only meet the wrong time. We met in stock meetings, tender meetings and other large meetings.

And every time I try to talk, his assistant always gets in my way.

Yesterday's meeting was the same.

"Mas Gaga. Wait a minute, Mas. I want to talk." I tried to grab her hand, but my hand was caught by her assistant.

"Sorry, Sir. Mr. Gaga is busy, if there's no appointment please come back." over and over again that's just his assistant's answer.

I've tried to make promises, and that's not always possible.

***

I sat in the corner of the cafe.

Playing the pen in my hand.

I accidentally saw Mas Gaga walk into a clothing store and a kid's toy.

"Is Mas Gaga married, when. Why is there no news and I don't know." I curiously approached the store.

I saw Mas Gaga meticulously choosing a boy's outfit of less than five years.

I see her smiling every time I choose her clothes. He fumbled the feel of the material and even stuck it on his cheek. The cold man had a warm and gentle nature inside. I'm surprised to see it, maybe if my son was born. I will also be happy to choose clothes for my son.

He drew closer to the door where I was standing, picking out some robot-shaped dolls and other toys.

"How old is he, Mas?" I said give him a long truck for him.

"18 months" he said without seeing me.

"Congratulations, Mom. When was the recipe I wasn't invited."

This time he came to his senses with my words, he looked at me with a cold look. The face that had just looked warm and soft, turned into a block of ice like the Gaga I was used to.

"That's none of your business, excuse me." she left me.

I held her hand as she stepped out of the children's clothing store.

"Mas, can we talk for a second. I beg you, five minutes." I begged him, I reluctantly pleaded with someone else. But for Bella's sake, I have to do that.

"What business?" answer without expression.

"Personal." I tightened my hand grip on her wrist.

"I beg you, Mas."

"Five minutes no more." I took my hand off.

Stepping followed him into the cafe where I had seen him.

"Speak now." he kept glancing at the watch in his hand. It seems like five minutes is so expensive for me. I was upset at her attitude, but she was only Bella's assistant to my wife. To find Bella, I had to survive.

"Where's Bella, Mas?." I asked the point.

He showed no expression at all, making me even more unsure of what I saw a few minutes ago. She smiled and even rubbed the child's clothes on her cheeks.

"What right do you ask where, Bella."

DEG ... DEG ... DEG ...

My heart aches, Mom. Right has what rights, but is it not worth it for me to know where it is.

I looked into her eyes looking at me coldly to my heart.

I can't answer anything, because I'm not entitled. I could just shut up and duck.

"Continue your life, never look for someone who's gone. Because he won't come back just for something that's been thrown away."

Right about my heart, Mom. He left me who was still hearing his words.

"I was thrown out.." I muttered.

******* author corner..

🧕 : is it yes to be thrown away. The rubbish is taken again. Just realized Loch..