The Governor's Naughty Wife
CHAPTER 78 - Help!

The sound of wheels from a suitcase that was being dribbled by Nathalie made the attention of Aunt Emma and Daneesh who were in the corner of the middle room of the converted mansion.

"Nath, baby! A minute!" The sound of the Emperor shouting above the steps drew even more attention.

It has been a month since Daneesh's return from the hospital, the mother and child's relationship is no longer the same, Nathalie is cold and indifferent, the woman never considered the whereabouts of her son.

Daneesh himself has been gone more than two times this month to the psychiatrist accompanied by the Emperor, the papi.

Huh!

The atmosphere of the house is no longer as warm as it used to be, only whispers and words that are said to long through the watch behind a withering flower. Daneesh himself is increasingly able to run what has happened to him, but has not been able to accept everything. This was a nightmare as long as he breathed in the face of the earth, as long as his heart was filled to the brim with the wife's name nonstop.

The man looked at the cold face of the mother who never looked at him again, then now what?

"As far as you are, Kai! I'm going to stay in London, you're going to come with me or it doesn't matter here" Nathalie said.

Of course making Daneesh's body freeze, the man's heartbeat felt torn to shreds by lara with a dispute struck the heart.

"Yes, honey. But we can't leave Rainer alone, our son is still recovering before, kit—"

"That's the business, be healthy or something. I don't care, didn't she never know and didn't want to know?" Sizzle Nathalie sharp.

The deg!

"I don't want to stay here anymore, remembering my son-in-law hurts so much, Emperor. You just ask your beloved son, I don't want to know anymore. If you want to come with me, you can come to London, but note I don't accept guests other than yourself."

The deg!

Is this cruel what Nathalie said?

The woman impliedly said that Daneesh should not meet her. Is that the woman he loves so much?

In that instant Daneesh sobbed, the man's shoulders shaking. Really, Daneesh was a mess, abandoned by his wife, his future son, and now?

That Nathalie doesn't want to see her again?

Seriously?

Is this the impact of his stupidity?

When the heart is no longer anchored in place, Daneesh lives in the noise of solitude, the roar of every correlation as inexhaustible, then the choice is to go full of tears in love.

••••

Daneesh.

Memory one year ago became the deepest point that made his life spin without direction and purpose, dark.

Every night, from day to heart, from the moon without feeling, and the new year comes sowing ravenous flowers.

Daneesh recalled how the mother who came out of the mansion one year ago without even a second looked at his face, with the Emperor's lara following his wife's will even though she reluctantly left him.

Yes, Daneesh lives alone, no more Aunt Emma, Aunt Hana, Mang, Izzat, Mang Omar, Sturridge Mansion, just the clothes that Annabelle always wears, some photos of the woman who became a medicine sower long for him.

Living away from the hustle and bustle of civilization doesn't make Daneesh that hard, it's the sweet punishment he's been doing.

Daneesh settled in a simple villa all by himself away from the city. There's no internet or communication tools here, Daneesh has carefully disconnected all of them.

Daneesh just wants to be alone.

His life was no longer purposeful, all had been lost without feeling. There was no longer any desire in him, that emptiness destroyed all his self-defense.

Several branches of trees scattered in all the courtyard of the villa, the man wearing a black jacket with dense feathers around his face was staring fixedly without a bulkhead. 

There was no more Daneesh's handsome face, no more muscles he could show, no more that man's smile.

Daneesh's...

Every morning he spent contemplating, waiting for when he died to meet his true love.

The night came, Daneesh sobbed violently in the stillness of the shadowy night. Occasionally the sound of wind around the forest and the barking of wild dogs resounded violently in flight.

Daneesh misses Annabelle, misses his son. He missed Nathalie, the Emperor, and he missed the smiles of the two women.

Daneesh no longer thought about his health condition, several times the man vomited blood. But just the happy smile he created, could it be that the death broom had come crashing down?

Isn't that how he will be faster to greet with his beloved wife?

Daneesh's Annabelle?

The skinny man's body limped, occasionally grimacing withstanding the pain felt in his chest.

It is a universal punishment for Daneesh's past foolishness to his wife, but that longing can no longer be stifled, all grey.

••••

"All right, you keep an eye on him!"

"Ready, Sir."

The Emperor turned off the phone, sighing deeply. A year has passed, but the problem is not yet over.

Nathalie has not returned home, usually the woman will go home every day before the magrib.

Sturridge Corp is now turned back to him, even though the Emperor is abroad but monitoring is still being done as before. Nothing has changed.

"You're home yet?" The Emperor's smile emanated on the man's lip line.

Nathalie stepped gontai, nodding languidly. "Already, it's still like a year ago, no change, Pi!"

Huh!

"Everything has been arranged by God, as humans we can only manage prayer and hope that good destiny will be on our side" said the Emperor.

"I want to tell you about put—"

"Kai, I'm tired. I'll clean up, after that we'll have dinner together," Nathalie rushed into the room, leaving her husband glued to her.

"Nath..."

••••

"I missed you..."

Shred a woman in an alabaster room with dust attached to it unkempt.

So dirty with soul-wrenching tears, anyone would cry to see the woman's condition.

The wound on his left arm never stopped flowing at any moment, not to mention his face that could no longer be seen with the naked eye..

How lyrical.

His white skin was now cut off, the woman's lips were pale with faltering breath.

"I beg you, please get me out...!!" The blood that has not dried on the stomach and thighs is mixed with water that comes out in the bladder.

"Mommy.help me..."

"To..long...."

No one had ever heard of it, the room with black shades with dim lighting really made an illusion in itself.

"To. long...Dane..eshh.I'm here, I'm afraid..."

The deg! The deg!

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