Tone of Nara
CHAPTER 20 He's Happy There, I'm Tired and Sickness Here, Changing My Destiny(part 1)

We have returned to Indonesia. Mahardika and I have been in the beloved country as I dreamed for a few months. We came home after a long struggle in the land of ginseng. But our return does not mean that the struggle is over.  We still have to keep striving to complete the Nada’s Project with different challenges.

After resting for 3 days, it will all start again. Mahardika said she wanted to discuss with me the third phase of this project. We will talk about Nada’s Project and its continuation. From the beginning we agreed to always discuss as much detail as possible before starting.

This morning, I woke up a little worried. I don't know how I'm going to go through this phase. But as I promised, I had to keep doing my job. I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of us. I saw Mahardika waiting at the dinner table with her beloved i-pad. He already looked neat with his sportswear and shorts. Beautiful and fun as always.

Even though it was still very early morning, the man who really liked working had started his activities. We are both the same in this. We are morning person. For both of us, getting up early is a kind of necessity. Starting the morning with various activities has also become our habit. Although it was still very early morning, we were both in this kitchen with their respective activities. I serve cheese omelets, pieces

smoked meat and vegetables. I added wheat bread to Mahardika. Meanwhile for his drink I made juicea dragon. After everything was ready, I sat down at the table and started breakfast. And so is Mahardika. He put down his I-pad and started his breakfast quickly. As I was about to get up to clean the dirty dishes, Mahardika asked me to sit down. He piled up all the dirty dishes and pushed her aside.

“Nara, sit down first,” he said as he wiped his mouth. My eyes were fixed on the man in front of me. He looks handsome and fresh. Uh, what do you think Nara is?

“I want us to talk to you for a minute. Just let these dirty dishes be spelled,” he added cut off my shameful thoughts about him.

“Ok,” my answer short covered my nervousness. Since returning from Korea, I have been nervous for no reason in front of Mahardika.

“Nara, Starting today I want you to think that Nada is no more. From now on, you are Nara. You have to change your lifestyle, your lifestyle and your mindset. Because you're not Nada anymore,” says

Mahardic.

“Iya, I know. And I started it actually,” I replied. Yes, I have suggested that I am the perfect and beautiful Nara. “I know I'm not the Tone I used to be.”

“If you know, then why yesterday insecure? Remember Nara, you are the most beautiful woman

Asias. Everything you have is almost perfect. Although you do not wear clothes as expensive as other women, but you must be sure that you are equal to them. Even with the brains and attitude you have, you are better than them, whoever it is,” Mahardika said looking at me with pity. A view I never liked before. Remember when I said I would rather be bullied with words or slaps than get pityed looks from people who feel sorry for me.

“Sok know. Who is insecure. I was just surprised to see them again yesterday. It has nothing to do with my look as Nara and insecure,” I said trying to evade. I know, Mahardika is an expert at reading my mind. But I also don't want to admit my mistakes. Mahardika sneered at my words.

“Then, if you don't feel insecure, why are you crying?  Why compare your appearance to the appearance of another girl? Even up to my appearance that you consider your companion, you compare with the man that you consider her companion?” Mahardika. Words that make me sad. Huh! How, he can tell?  How could he read all my thoughts last night? Or did I unconsciously say what was on my mind?

“Yes, I know, Don't think about Nara. Try to focus on yourself first. After that, we just focus on our project,” said Mahardika laughed, laughing at what was on my mind. I could only pout at his words.

The man sipped coffee in front of him while opening his I-pad. After that he looked at me for a moment while thinking. Several times his mouth opened as if to say something but was canceled. I'm sure something's bothering her mind. I think this must be about the third phase and he's afraid I'll be distracted, angry or

crying out.

“Why M? just tell me what you want to say. There's no need to hesitate. I don't think anything else can make me cry from pain. The most annoying thing right now is the ban on eating from you,” I said jokingly.

“Means?” my many.  I really don't understand, so I better ask directly.

“Smartphone where's Nara? Can I borrow it for a minute?” ask Mahardika. Even though his words confused me and had nothing to do with his request, I followed his words. I immediately gave you what was asked.  He took my salary and fiddled with my smartphone which I did not lock. For me there's nothing I have to keep secret or I'm telling him he knows the contents of my smartphone. The tool that should be a communication tool, more serves as a library for me than as a communication tool. After waiting for a while, Mahardika returned my salary.

“Nara, I think this three-day break has restored our energy. Here's your smartphone and learn what I just put in there. Urgent!” said. I received the smartphone while watching the sexy lips of Mahardika who was talking.

“Starting today, have enough fun. I've created a daily program for you there. You can only eat what is mentioned on your screen. Outside you cannot eat. Every time it reads, you have to check, what you have to do. Because there is no adequate gym at home, every morning we will go to the gym at the end of the road to fulfill your program. The rest you can do here,” Mahardika explains what applications she just installed on my smartphone. I turned my mind around which was getting weird. I noticed the pdf he just downloaded there. Then I saw two new apps

plug in.

Arghh, this is actually more uncomfortable than yesterday's series of operations. Imagine, in a day, I can only eat certain foods. It also weighed how many carbohydrates, how much protein and so on. I really enjoy eating. However, I am Nada, a strong woman who does not give up because of something like this. I am a Tone that can change my destiny, to be better than them. The best revenge is to show that we can be better than them, right?

In addition to the eating agenda that must be adhered to there is a physical exercise schedule complete with a table of calories that must be burned every day. My life as Nara is programmed every day.  From waking up I have to drink water, exercise on a treadmill, breakfast. Practice pause for a moment I use to clean the house and laundry. As such

I told you first, the house is small and the occupants are only two people. It didn't take much time and energy for Nada to work on all of this, even though it had already turned into Nara.

At around 9 a.m., Mahardika will take me to the gym. Under a special Personal Trainer, I did a lot of training. Start weight training for 20-30 minutes, exercises that utilize body weights, such as push-ups, squats, and lunges, exercises using tire resistance and so on. After that, you will go home and have lunch. Usually Mahardika will work either in her study or out.  I have free time until 3 o'clock to go back to the treadmill, yoga or pilates. For afternoon practice, it's usually up to me. Sometimes when Mahardika's home, she helps me too.

Don't you think I'm always cheerful and excited. There are times when I want to give up. There was a time when I wanted to stop and let my life go just as ordinary, as an ordinary person. Even I've felt my body stiff I can't deliver at all. No, not because of pain. Just can't I move. My body seems to have its own will that cannot be strengthened. Even to move my lip muscles to speak is very difficult. When the first attack happened, I was in the kitchen. I don't know what to do. I can only cry in my heart. Luckily, Mahardika went into the kitchen to make her coffee. He saw me sitting stiff on the floor, coming right up to me.

“Nara! You why?” mahardika asked while holding and shaking my shoulder. I wanted to answer, but I couldn't. Mahardika grabbed my chin and forced me to look into her eyes.

“Why?” I don't know! I can't move! I'm afraid M! I screamed from my heart and then my mind. Wish Mahardika could hear and translate it as usual. He took a deep breath, hugged me tightly. After that she carried me to the sofa in the living room. Mahardika sat on the big sofa with me on her lap, in her arms. He leaned my head against his field. Slowly the scent of her perfumeless body that I had started to know well, made me calm down.

“Nara, relax, relax. Breathe in, throw out. Nara's Spirit. You're Nara, you're beautiful, you're sexy, you're fine,” whispered Mahardika in my ear. His calm soft voice started flowing from the ears into the chest and all the blood vessels I had felt were frozen. At that moment I knew I was going to be okay. That moment

I also started to calm down.  I'm trying to step down in M's embrace. I put my head on him, all at once

leaning all my fatigue on him. I also know that he is tired.

I know, Mahardika is also tired, after more than six months running Nada’s Project, and still continues to run its business. I know that turning a swollen elephant into a peacock that floats wings beautifully takes thought and hard work. I just go through and feel the pain. He's tired of creating people, He's tired of looking and making sure the best people realize Nara, He's tired, also his pockets, because the costs incurred are not small. Even all the jewelry and securities I brought at that time meant nothing compared to project expenses. He must be tired of taking care of me. And He must also be tired of hearing my complaints and standing by me. But I can what? I really need a Mahardika. No one can comfort me. I can't give him time off to take care of me, because no one can and will replace him. I am indebted and indebted to this man whom I consider to be my helper god. And one day, I'll give him my life if he asks for it, that's my promise. Slowly but surely, I felt increasingly tired and sleepy. Until the dark swallowed me with peace.

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