
“Ya.” Briefly, Bayu's voice sounded raucous.
“Mas, otherwise it may. I'm okay.” If it was so wanting approval, Shanuella's heart suddenly filled. There is a sense of hesitation. He knew what he was doing right now was a mistake. As a wife, it is certainly not appropriate to be alone with other men even with the permission of her husband.
Turning his eyes to Rarendra, the man was looking at him flatly.
“I want to talk to Mas Bayu, what can?”
Rarendra smiled bitterly, thrusting the phone at Shanuella. “I wait outside.” As if understanding, the man hurriedly walked away. Before he disappeared from sight, he still had a chance to look back. “I know this is wrong, but .. I also want you to know how I felt back then. At least, after this we will end without leaving any regrets. I'll try sincerely and take off.”
Spreading her gaze around, Shanuella greeted after making sure no one was eavesdropping.
“Mas.” The greeting is floating. The woman was confused by her feelings.
“Ya Take good care of yourself. Do not repeat the same mistake.”
Bayu's message jerks though briefly. The man put so much trust through the permission given.
“What Mas sure?” Shanuella made sure again.
“Why? You're not sure you want to meet him?” Bayu asked back.
“Bu .. not so, Mas. Just aja, I ... I ..”
“Shan.” Bayu. His feelings are not good. If it sounds ordinary, it is because he struggles to think logically. If not allowed, former lovers in the past can meet secretly. In fact, he had to thank Rarendra who still considered his existence.
“Solve what to finish. Go after what you want to have. Remember, Lana and I are waiting for you to come home.”
Bayu's breath sounded heavy.
“If Mas don't allow ... I'm okay?” A domineering tone of doubt, Shanuella's spirit suddenly loosened.
“Mas sure allows me?”
“Yakin.” Bayu biting lips. He was standing in a room with wide windows. Today Rarendra asked him to stand guard at the office.
“Ya already, then ... I say, Mas.”
“Ya.” Bayu's short answer implies sadness. He refused, but his little heart could not. Diat knows that Shanuella is currently waiting for his approval.
I know that all this time I couldn't make you happy. I hope my approval today will make you smile. At least I'm useful as a husband.
Bayu rubbed his chest and smiled bitterly. His heart was sliced apart just from imagining the seconds Shanuella would pass with Rarendra.
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Both Shanuella's legs were riveted as the body froze when the call was interrupted. Suddenly, he hesitated. Bayu's words continued to ring, her husband's tone sounded sad. Still clutching Rarendra's phone, the woman accidentally sees a wallpaper look that reminds her of the past.
“I ... This? Isn't this?” Attention distracted, Shanuella entangled by curiosity. Swiping on the phone screen to find out more, his chest thumped violently as he opened the photo gallery. Not one or two, but there are dozens of stories of his past stored there.
“Did he miss me?” Doubtful, Shanuella observed one by one the traces of the past recorded clearly there. “Did he really love me too? Why keep all this until it's so neat?” The questions kept flying and were waiting for answers.
“Blade, have you ever loved me as much as I love you?” tanya was asked quietly.
“Yes, I love you. Loves you so much. Repeatedly my lips refused, but my heart could not lie.”
Shanuella.
“What ... true?”
Rarendra smile. “If not for love, Shanuella is over at the end of my bullet.”