THE WOMAN (END)
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I drove my car away from the place, relieved to be able to remember things that had made me curious.

This afternoon I was reluctant to go back home, but I was also confused where to go. The apartment I just bought, is still under renovation.

"Am I just going there?" it was my murmur that finally turned the wheel and drove towards my apartment.

PINGING!

I got the lyrics to my phone at a glance, a message from Vina.

'Where're you? ' The question is short.

I frowned, tumben once Vina sent me a message first.

"Walking, why, dear. kangen?" I teased him a little.

"Can't tonight, you accompany me to dinner with my business partner from Singapore" he asked.

I sighed, of course. Now he called me not out of longing, but out of business. She knew I had a huge influence in the business world and that could make her model career even smoother.

I used to be very supportive of her career, but now why do I feel like I'm being groomed by my own lover.

The further my relationship with him, the more different our paths and principles of life become. It feels like our plans to be together, little by little, are beginning to erode and be forgotten.

"Yes, I try" I replied briefly.

My eyes were focused on the phone, suddenly diverted to the figure of Ivan who happened to cross different directions with my car.

A few months back we rarely met. The last thing I heard was he was busy running a business.

Should I ask how? Uh! it was disinclined to start a conversation with him again after all this time we were 'silent' each other'.

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Upon arrival at the Apartment, I immediately saw the artisans working. They looked as if they were painting the whole room as I ordered them yesterday.

I circled the whole room.Some of them still looked messy.I stepped my feet carefully.I occasionally helped the workers to paint my private room.

Sometimes, people also need to do unimportant things outside of the usual work they do, just to find pleasure.

"Be careful sir, the paint is still wet!'' hire one of the workers when I get serious about what I'm doing.

I don't even feel like time is rolling so fast.

PINGING!

PINGING!

PINGING!

I clucked when the voice mail was annoying, then I kept the equipment in my hand and immediately saw the contents of the incoming message.

"Darling! The show's at 8 p.m"

"Don't be late! clothes for you I sent to the boutique, you just wear them" she wrote.

"Yes God! I forgot to make an appointment" I stared at the clock in my hand.

It was already 7pm, Can I arrive in time, and without a second thought I walked out of the room. but because I was not careful I nudged one of the stairs that contained a paint can on it.

BYUURRS!

All that paint spills down my back.

I think today is the worst day for me and I wouldn't be able to come on time in these conditions.

I walked slowly to the chair and kept my phone and watch carefully.

"Is the bathroom working?" tanyaku.

"Already sir! it's just that there's still no toiletries inside" he explained again.

With a feeling of arrogance, I also went into the bathroom. cleaned my entire body with potluck water.even though I know, the smell of the paint can not just disappear. at least my body is not dirty and limp.

TOKKS..

TOKKS..

"Excuse me sir! there's a phone" the outside voice made me immediately move out of the bathroom.

"Thank you!" I took my phone and saw who called me.

"Dear, where are you? it's almost 8 o'clock" Vina's voice rang out at the other end.

"Sorry baby, I don't think I can go there. I'm hit by a disaster. My clothes all got spilled by wall paint" I obviously felt guilty.

"So how's dong?!" his insistence is desperate.

"I'm really sorry.I didn't know it would be like this. I'm also very upset, I can't help you," I'm obviously not feeling good.

Vina sounded an annoyed snort.

"Yes It's okay, if indeed you can't come here.it's okay" he replied in a disappointed tone.

TUT..

TUT...

I looked at my phone in shock.he seemed to be very angry.and once again, this little problem made our relationship even more unhelpful.

I do love Vina, very much. I want it more than anything in the world, but, why lately I've been having a hard time sharing my time and neglecting her more often.

At 8 o'clock after 15 minutes, I was still sitting in the apartment chair.I feel increasingly unsettled when I think of my promise to Vina.he must be very upset with me. and finally I decided to go to the boutique and catch up with him.

I can get as many women as I want, but, to have a relationship with them seriously, I can't afford. and it was only Vina that I could face what I feared. I don't want to lose him for my stupidity, nor do I want to lose him.

Upon arrival at the boutique I immediately changed clothes with clothes that he had ordered. I didn't even have time to chat with the boutique owner in a hurry.

I tried to contact Vina on the sidelines of my busy time racing with the traffic jam, but unfortunately, Vina did not respond at all. It made me push the accelerator to get to where Vina was.

I arrived in front of a 5-star hotel.The atmosphere was quite crowded.Show few people walked into the hotel.must be they are important people. I tidied up my das just before driving my car closer.

However, I instead saw Vina coming out of the Ballroom and seemed busy calling someone. I lyricized my phone on the Dashboard and it didn't ring at all, obviously he wasn't calling me.

Then who....?

A luxury car stopped right in front of him. Vina hung up and greeted the person still in the car, and a bellboy opened the door for her.

"Ivan," I was flabbergasted when I saw the figure of Ivan coming out of the car and casually kissed Vina's hand sweetly.

What show is this? are they joking with me? my mind churns.

If this were not an important event, I would have approached both of them to ask for an explanation. But unfortunately, I am reluctant to spend my energy on things that definitely do not need any more explanation.

A huge storm hit my soul at that moment, and I could only go silent in the car without doing anything.

Will this be the end of my relationship with Vina and Ivan?

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