The Mafia's Whore
#58: A Bride Kebaya
Between believing and not believing, Jack doubts the boss's words, but he hopes that what he says is proven.
"Hopefully, sir" said Jack.
"Yes, I'm tired and want to rest."
Jhonatan breezed away. Leaving Jack alone. Right in one of the rooms he stopped his steps. He looked towards the other door. No push from where? he turned back and stopped at the door.
Jhonatan moved one hand that was about to reach the doorknob, slowly he turned the handle of the door and the atmosphere was dim and the wind blew in, the fragrant aroma of Vanilla burst into his nose, the scent he always breathes when he is with Bella.
He stepped up, then closed the door tightly, then looked around the room. He turned his head towards the bed, a shadow of Bella as he tied the promise with the word 'Sah' completely Bella is his wife. However, the moment he left her, she sat on the edge of the bed, out of nowhere? the shadow of Bella time using the white kebaya smiled towards her.
"Well!"
He immediately moved and retreated, his face was so shocked and the shadow instantly disappeared.
Jhonatan turned to look at the closet, he opened the white-painted closet. Empty, there was not a single piece of clothing left behind by Bella. He opened the door of the other closet and his eyes were immediately fixed on a kebaya, perfume and a ring.
Jonathan's chest went up and down, he took the white kebaya, he took a ring that he bought for Bella. The dowry that Bella had was just a ring and had already made the woman happy.
"This ... "
His heart suddenly ached, his eyes glazed. He looked at all the contents in the closet and found a box, which contained a white paper.
For my dear Jonathan.
Em, I don't know where to start? but one thing I want to say, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all my dad's mistakes, yes, I know, my dad put your wife in a coma.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, but know Jho, I really love you. Not a word, I don't love you. You were present in my distress and pleasure, you made me stop crying and wiped my tears.
You calm my heart Jho, you made me love you. When I found out the truth, it turned out that you were just avenging your comatose wife, you know, my heart hurt Jho, but I tried to calm down, maybe by avenging her to make my heart calm.
But believe me, Jho, when I know the truth, there is not a single word I do not love you, but tucked in hate. Why did you hurt me this deep, Jho?
You know, the one thing that disappointed me, was probably because of your incredible love and my love couldn't beat your love for your wife.
You're lucky, your wife is alive, you can still see her, look at her, greet her every morning and see her smile. As for me, my life was just a piece of kara, my mother had left and the accident took the life of my only family. I couldn't see her anymore, accompanying her day, I couldn't see her laughing and even with her. Far more sick than me?
Me or you're the sicker Jho? I hope after my departure, you're happy Jho. I hope, God will never make us meet again, even if we meet again, I hope, I've forgotten all about you that way, I won't get sick again.
And one more thing, you became a father*.