You are the Only One

You are the Only One
51. There Goes My Messages


Owen


Damn. That was absolutely a way to remember me of my place. If I was still wondering about the family of the Beautiful, uh, Olavia, I don't need to think about it again after getting a subtle warning from her just now.


A small scandal will not hurt their families, but in contrast to my fate, which obviously will not survive when hit by a scandal again after all there is.


Oh, fxck. It is fitting that the attitude of Bulldozer—hm, si .. si. his name also starts with the letter O if I am not wrong. O ... O ... Ola, Oil ... Oliver. Ha, yes. Oliver's! The Oliver— was like that against me when he picked me up earlier. I don't know what my drunk xss did yesterday so it makes me deserve such treatment. Well, besides leaving his sister of course. Shit, shit, shit. I'll have to check my phone as soon as this meeting is over.


Fxcking hell, Owen. Day four ran away from Bram and you've messed up a lot.


I suddenly miss Bram. I suddenly miss her nagging. His fussiness when reminding me to be polite and keep my mouth towards anyone because we will not know where problems and matters come from. Especially as a public figure, it is very easy to invite caci maki just by speaking wrong.


God bless his patience who has been taking care of buttocks covered in problems mine.


"alright. I'm sorry."


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Olavia


It is good to know that someone so full of himself like this man who is sitting in front of me right now can be put on his place with a little reminder of who he is facing. I very rarely did what I just did to Owen. Selling our surname and intimidating someone using the power that the name has. I am sure I sounded like a*****just now but he needs that pressure. Or he will keep running his mouth and I don't have any other options except to lose the dogs a k a my brother and my fiance to hunt his sorry xss down.


I'm sure Owen won't have a chance to win against an Arifin and an Addams at once. Better be safe than sorry, right?


Owen has now changed his seat. From the way he sits that looks like a jerk who doesn't care about anything, it becomes all about business. His body was upright and slightly leaned forward as his arms were placed on the table. His face was serious, ready to give me and what I expressed his full attention to. His eyes were no longer wandering everywhere, now focused only on me.


Goodgood. Goodgood.


"Okay. I'm ready to listen" he said.


And it's good to hear that he no longer used the me and you thing. It made me cringe. I really don't want to use that pronoun with people other than Angga and my family anymore.


Be, sentence by sentence slid from my tongue smoothly. I think getting some respect from Owen helped me to take over the situation. I feel no fear anymore after gaining the upper hand on him.


"Gue knew that I was pregnant a few weeks after you left. I went to the doctor and the doctor confirmed what the results of the pregnancy test showed. It only took me less than twenty-four hours to decide that you were also entitled to know this. Even though you've dumped me, even though you've left me after feeling I'm no longer useful to you, I'm still considering your feelings. I assume that there may be a corner inside you that wants to know if this has ever happened and may be a little happy if you hear this news.


"Honestly, at that time I had time to think and hope that the existence of this child will make us back together again. If the presence of this child is what we need to unite. Because, believe it or not, I who used to really want to be together lo. So, I tried calling your old number and it worked. My call is connected. I am happy at the same time very excited. Happy because you hold your speech by not changing the mobile number. Deg-degan because I will give news that I think is surprising but very happy to elo. I will share the happiness I feel with you.


"However, the first connection turns into the second, the third, and the next. It turns out that my connected calls just got there. I can only hear the voice of the operator because my connected calls never lift. Xx, Owen. I am a fool who can still think positively. I'm a fool who can still find excuses. Ah, maybe Owen's busy so he can't pick up the phone. Aye, yes. Definitely so. That's why he can't pick up my phone right now. Ah, yes. Aye, yes. He must be very busy because now his name is again climbing the ladder of popularity. It used to be when he made a demo, he was busy asking for forgiveness. Especially now that you are a real artist? Ah, yes. She must have been busy because she finally got what she had dreamed of.


"Because of my positive attitude and stupidity that's why I decided to send elo a message. Because I thought, when you can't pick up my phone, locpasti can immediately read my message when you finally have time to hold the phone. So, there goes my message or messages, for that matter. I sent a long message and a lot, I also sent a picture of the first USG results that I had, hoping afterwards you will knock on my apartment door and say that we can do this together.


"Indeed, there was someone knocking on the door of my apartment a few days later, but it's not the elo that I still really expected. Nope. The ones knocking at my door are the chocolate-covered files with your record company label. With a trembling hand and a heart that, shxt, is still excited because it's a record label lo, you know, a company that takes care of elo. It must have been Elo who sent these files, right? At least if you can't come, you can send a letter or whatever? I admit if I remember that thought again now, or some time later after I found out what was inside that envelope, I felt ridiculous. I feel so stupid and ashamed. I wonder why I was so stupid before?"


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