The Governor's Naughty Wife
CHAPTER 81 - Who Killed Him?
Six years have passed, more than two thousand five hundred days have passed this heart anchored without that port.
Daneesh was still confused, again the man daydreamed looking out the window that had always accompanied him for many years. There is nothing foreign to him, only one heart and love.
That'sthat's all.
Everything was as quiet as ever, there was no sound of the vehicle or the monitor he had experienced seven years ago. There aren't.
Daneesh at all times could only hear the sound of a rainstorm that occasionally burst into small rooms over window curtains, or the howling of stray dogs every night, even the sound of birds chirping during the day that feels empty without certainty.
Huh!
The man's body was thinner than six years ago, his cheekbones could be clearly seen. Very worrying.
The man's eyes had no light in them, only a daydream of grief that came with the wistful.
The man's hair was long, dirty, and smelled dusty. But Daneesh no longer thinks about any of that, not anymore.
His breath sounded regular in the silence of the night, his pale lips with a few faint wrinkles really made a Daneesh could no longer be recognized by anyone.
No one knows, except for the papi who three years ago came to visit. The man forced Daneesh to be accompanied by one of Sturridge's servants, but of course he refused.
Daneesh does not want to be accompanied by anyone, Daneesh just wants to be alone in silence to ask God for a word of mercy.
Not want.
Every time he prayed, only to be able to meet Annabelle, either in his current life or another life. Daneesh just wants his Annabelle.
"Pray is the most beautiful language of taste, with prayer we speak, tell stories, and show love to the creator" Daneesh said.
Tomorrow is the seventh anniversary of the death of the wife, it feels like Daneesh wants to shout loudly and commit suicide, but it will not be comparable to what he ever did to the wife, right?
He lost his wife, son, and mother Nathalie's care.
For almost seven years, Daneesh has never heard the sound of city streets, the whispers of neighbors, or the sound of successive notifications coming suddenly.
Daneesh is the emptiness, emptiness, and hope of a lifetime. The man only prayed and wished that he could meet his wife, even in a dream. But it will never exist, and it has never happened to this day.
The wailing of regret still wallows in him, if time could turn him back, Daneesh would always keep Annabelle's trust and love. He will never be in touch with a human being again, especially a woman. Daneesh just wants to be next to his wife.
But again the supposition must be cruelly brushed by the universe. This is a fact, this is a reality that inevitably Daneesh must swallow it round and round, right?
The walls of the long-over-maintained villa hold memories of dust and sand weeds everywhere. Daneesh never sat down to daydream, imagining his wife who was always next to him.
Daneesh is always fantasizing.
The only food left was rice that had been there for a week, he only rarely ate, only rarely.
Daneesh is still flinching.
The sound of weeds and the leaves singih dance in the dance ripple sanggar .
Daneesh was still unmoved, then the next second a roaring cry began to be heard in the middle of the forest. Daneesh really, really misses Annabelle.
"Ann.I want to go home, then sleep with you, hug your body tightly by stroking our future child."
The deg! The deg!
•••••
Taps!
Taps!
Taps!
The middle-aged woman with the black blazer entered slowly in a room of the alabaster room on the second floor of the capital's health department building.
The mask that covered the woman's face was unable to make her face clearly visible, not to mention her forehead which was partially covered by her hair bangs.
"Well!"
"I'm sure it's him, damn it! Today is the day of your death! You fucking woman! You've hurt my daughter. Then this is a fair reply, you see how the man will go crazy, oops.it will get even crazier because of this! Hehehe..!!!" His fists are full of revenge.
Slowly, the figure drew closer to one of the gurneys that looked to a woman with a part of her face covered by bandages.
The woman approached, staring bitterly.
Instead of the infusion hose attached, so cruel. The scissors that he had just slipped in the pocket on the hunuskannya quickly on the stomach of the patient.
Tiiiiitt!!! Tiiiiiiittt!!
The deg!
Blood flowed spurting on several sides of the gurney, the patient's breath began to sound weak. Women with black blazers smile with satisfaction when looking at a monitor screen that displays a straight line.
As expected, it is finished.
The patient's breath was no longer heard, the entire air inside the hospital room was filled only by the woman's sigh of relief and the monitor screen sounded loud.
Infusion fluid splattered on the floor of the room, mixed with blood scattered around it. Scissors filled with red liquid belonging to the patient in throw her into the corner of the room.
With a flash of lightning, the black-masked woman moved, walking quietly inside the hallway of the health department.
Huh!
"Done!"
"Mommy has avenged your pain, baby!" Definitely cruel.
A car parked right in front of him. "It's over?"
"Of course, no one knows what my skills are, including my beloved husband!" his reply.
"Well, let's go before anyone suspects us!" The voice of the woman inside the driver's seat reigns.
Until the car has arrived at a luxurious house with a fountain in the middle. The woman with the black blazer took off her gloves, opened the mask, and went down, leaving the driver in the car.
Taps!
Taps!
"Where are you, baby?"
The deg!
"Em, i..."
••••
"Doctor!!! Doctor!!"
The loud voice of a nurse echoed throughout the hallways of the capital's health department, "Doctor!! Doctor Ivan!!"
Several families of patients and security guards arrived, "milk, what's up?"
"That-that, that..." Stuttering nurse with a deathly pale face.
"Yes, sus.that's what? What's up?" Ask one of the security guards on the floor.
Huh! Huh!
"So, i-i..."
Taps!
Taps!
"Sus, what's wrong?" The stern voice of Doctor Ivan who had just come made the nurse approach.
"Dok, that!"
"Silence sus!"
"Oh my God, I just came to give a patient in gurney number one, but by the time I get to the patient, Doc.
That's not what surprised me, but the patient's stomach was splattered, the infusion hose was destroyed!" Quickly reply nuns tagged Maria.
The deg!
Doctor Ivan is wide-eyed. "What!!"
He did not believe the words of the sister before him.
Sister Maria herself, who had just been working for a month, saw for the first time something very terrible.
Really, this is big news across the health department right now.
"Call the patient's family!"
"Okay, Doc!"
(to be continued)
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Hi sugar reader's!.
Early in the morning I update one chapter first, in the afternoon, afternoon, evening yes! The point is I will update 4 chapters today, just wait!
Guess who it is!
Ending is still a little long yes, because there will be many conspiracies and secrets that will be revealed later. Stay put, favorite! Follow author account.
Yea! Yea!
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Spoiler Facts/Opini!
Do you think or suspect some of the following statements?
Is Annabelle still alive? Then who is the woman who was confined in a room with a broken face and a wound on her left arm like when Daneesh's wife's condition was natural after the accident occurred? Is that him?
Then where exactly did Nathalie and the Emperor settle these six years? What is London or in other countries? But we never saw a scene of Athena or Faiz?
Who was the husband's partner who was called the 'mami papi' of the patient's parents who had just been killed vilely? What are Nathalie and the Emperor? Then the woman who had just died after six years was Annabelle?
And you can guess what Daneesh's disease is?
Where is that guy?
Will the main character live and the male character die? Until the ending states a sad ending.
Or are both found in exceptional conditions later on?
Is Annabelle really alive? Or is he dead?
What conspiracies and secrets will take place in the next few CHAPTERS?
Are you a supporter of the union of ANNABELLE and DANEESH in the world?
Or supporters of grief in their encounters in other lives of course? LIFE IN ETERNITY?
Please comment and write your perspective!
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