The Governor's Naughty Wife
CHAPTER 79 - The Secret of Lying

"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!

The woman with the face almost entirely shattered was stuttering up, but as usual her thin body staggered forward.

"Ah.ssh..," her ringis as the woman's left arm was scratched by some shards of glass scattered around her.

••••

"How is he doing?" asked the woman who was behind Nathalie, making the wife of Emperor Sturridge turn her head.

He silently listened to the conversation of the two young women before him. As much as possible Nathalie behaved as usual.

"Very unhelpful, I'm not sure if he can survive again. Really, the person behind the accident was extremely vile. How cruel!" Tukas young woman with hair in a ponytail.

"Yaps, so am I. Hope he survives!"

Nathalie fluttered, that strange feeling reappearing. Not wanting to waste time, he curiously brushed off all that, slender legs back stepped with all the turmoil in him.

The floor of the hospital in the capital where he had been at this time for a year felt desolate. The emperor who saw the wife daydreaming from a distance immediately approached her. "Nath, honey, are you okay?"

"Yes, I.. I'm fine, how? Is there any progress?"

"No, yet" the Emperor replied briefly.

"Where else should we go?" Nathalie was feeling frustrated at this moment. It had been more than a year, but he and the Emperor had yet to find her.

"All my men and Faiz had dispersed around the world, it took us a year, not enough to find him.

We just need to pray, may all be well in the end."

Nathalie nodded lethargicly.

"Next month is winter, our movement is very limited. I hope you take care of your health, I don't want you to get sick or anything like that. You must stay healthy, at least for my sake," the Emperor said, rubbing the face of the wife who looked tyrannical, in contrast to one year ago.

A few wrinkles could be seen by the Emperor, Nathalie had always taken care of her health and beauty, but this one year, it had been during that time that the woman who had the status of queen in her heart ignored all that.

"You don't want us to do the treatment? Maybe the salon? I'll also come and do some treatment with you if you want?" Persuade the Emperor, because usually the wife will force him to do skin care as well, but always rejected by him, the reason is quite simple, the Emperor does not like his face touched by someone other than Nathalie.

"I don't want to, you're ta—"

"Please, for me too. Not that I don't like your now-loving face, but I don't feel good about being a husband when my wife's condition isn't well-groomed. I beg you, I promise I will obey all your wishes, I will no longer force you to come to Jakarta.

But for sure, take care of your health and appearance, you're my wife. I'm doing all this just for you, a Nath, nothing else.

Do you want me to take our neighbor's wife to the treatment?"

Plaque!

"H, basic! You're that old, still flirtatious!" Upset Nathalie, hitting the husband's shoulder.

It made the Emperor chuckle, it had been a long time he had never teased Nathalie, what else saw the grunt and look of the woman's annoyed face.

Very beautiful in her eyes, always.

••••

Uhuk!

Uhuk!

The sound of coughing continued to be heard behind the mazes of the villa in the middle of the forest. Daneesh sat on a wooden chair beside the bed, took some water and finished it with a toilet.

His hands squeezed his chest more and more tight at all times. Every now and then the man's tears fell, heartache at this moment, recalling the memory of his friendship with Annabelle, his beloved wife.

Annabelle is half Daneesh's life.

To him, at least whatever Annabelle, the woman still occupies the top position in him. No one can rival Annabelle's position in the heart of the Daneesh, it's okay and never will be.

Daneesh put the glass down, breathing the increasingly cold air at night felt increasingly clear.

"Annabelle..." Lirih Daneesh, looked at the pretty face of a girl in a high school uniform with a sweet smile.

This is the cure for Daneesh, one bulir, two tear-spinning tears begin to pull in a series of alternating hearts.

Skinny hand with few bones clearly visible it was spooning, stroking Annabelle's pretty face. That lady.

The man's memory awakens when Aunt Emma and Mang Izzat tell the wife the night she first came to her senses after Annabelle's funeral.

••••

"Auntie doesn't know, Mang! Auntie's afraid Den Daneesh is running amok like that again!" Aunt Emma's voice rang out on the sidelines of the silence of the night.

"Let's just go, Bi. But Mang also hopes to be notified by Mr. Kai," Mang Izzat replied hesitantly.

Huh!

The two let out heavy sighs to each other, they were greatly shocked by Daneesh's raging reaction.

Until not long after that, the sound of a loud shout made the heartbeat of Mang Izzat and Aunt Emma surprised instead of playing.

"ANA!! ANNA!!! WHERE'S MY WIFE!!!"

"ANNABELLE!!"

Daneesh yelled out in fidelity, his own hair he pinched strongly. Banging his head many times on the iron side next to him.

Aunt Emma ran immediately, calming Daneesh. Until the loud noise was replaced with a slur, very soft stuff because the man, Daneesh, was biting his lips hard, trying to soak everything that was raining daggers inside.

"Hiksmmm...Ann.na.." The stifled sobs were more heartbreaking, Daneesh's shoulders trembled, shaken violently.

In the raupture of that face with tears that continue to melt, really, Daneesh will never be ready to face the reality in this life.

Daneesh is dead, he's not strong!

"Anna..honey... don't leave brother...!!" Guunya.

"Den, relax.patience Den..." Aunt Emma and Mang Izzat have given Daneesh their powers.

On the shoulder of the man.

"Anna's...Bi, I must be dreaming, right? Anna must be home, right? I beg Auntie, bring Anna here, bring Anna.bring Anna.hiks.." cried over Daneesh.

He was as resourceful as to dismiss all those things, but Daneesh could not dodge. Fate is in sight, all in vain. The universe was disappointed in him.

"No-Non Anna is gone, Den.hiks..Non Anna was already in the grave one week ago." muttered Aunt Emma, but it could still be heard by Daneesh's ears.

The deg! The deg!

"What Bi? In grave? Hehehe, even the body I haven't seen, I haven't seen Anna! I don't believe it yet! I'm sure it's not Anna! I'm hiks... Anna..why are you. go..." Daneesh was still weeping in disgust, regretting his past actions.

If only he had no sympathy for the woman!

If only he had never lied to his wife!

If he hadn't heeded Nathalie's warning!

If only...!!

Ah, crap! If only! If only! If only!

"No Den, Non Anna's body was damaged.Non Anna's face was completely damaged, a lot of scratches on her body, not to mention Non Anna's broken Den's leg, the, prospective children Den can no longer be saved.lalu..."

The deg!

"...then Non Anna turned out to have liver cancer!"

Duars!!!

"Flo it hurts, baby. He just needs a storymate, you know he doesn't have anyone else here. He has uterine cancer. He needs a friend to tell a story for a while. So he told me with Brother!"

"Tale friends? Friends story how should I embrace everything? A husband and father-to-be would do such a disgusting thing!"

Daneesh's head shook loudly, "no! I don't, I'm hiks.ak...NO!!! MY WIFE'S NOT DEAD DAMN IT! RETURN WIFE!!! MY WIFE IS NOT DEAD!

RETURN WIFE! TAKE IT!!!!!"

Daneesh went on a rampage, everything around him he threw. But quickly Aunt Emma and Mang Izzat held each other's hands.

"Call, Doctor Bi! Press that button!"

The tet!

"RETURN MY WIFE, HAHAHA!!! ANNA WHERE ARE YOU BABY, SICK BROTHER BABY!! ANNA!! WHERE'D YOU GO!!"

"REMOVE!! I WANT TO DIE, I WANT MY ANNA BACK!! FUCKING OFF! THE LEGAAASS!!!"

"ANNABELLE!!!"