"Come out, Darling. She's gone." With half a shout, Frans called his wife, informing Veronica that Bianca had left.Not long after, Veronica appeared, carrying a tray with the food Frans had brought into the room."Let's eat here, shall we, Bi?" Veronica placed the tray on the table in the living room.Frans nodded. "Alright," he said, settling down beside Veronica."Why is there only one serving?" Frans protested again.Veronica blinked. "Didn't Hubby say this was a special meal just for me? And that you promised to feed me?""That was earlier, Sweetie. Before we exercised," Frans chuckled.Veronica got up. "Alright. What would you like to eat, Hubby?" she asked before walking to the kitchen."The main course and some vegetables are still there, Sweetie. That's enough.""Alright," Veronica replied shortly before disappearing behind the door that connected the living room and the kitchen.Bianca, angry because Arinda had lied to her, walked quickly towards the car. Earlier, she had ha
"Good evening, Aunt..." Arinda greeted a middle-aged woman who was sitting and reading a gossip magazine in her hand."Evening," the middle-aged woman replied briefly. It was quite apparent that she didn't like Arinda's presence.The middle-aged woman also knew exactly who Arinda was. She was the woman who had shattered her youngest son's heart and feelings, making him unwilling to get involved with women ever since he was betrayed and left with deep emotional scars. As a result, she had to bury her hopes of having grandchildren from Frans, her son."How are you, Aunt?" Arinda took a seat on a chair opposite the middle-aged woman, who happened to be Frans's biological mother.Bianca, who had been following Arinda, stood by, silently observing their conversation."I'm fine," Reni, the woman commonly called Aunt, replied, still holding onto her magazine and ignoring Arinda and Bianca's presence."Aunt, I'm not here to ask Frans to come back to me or to disturb him. Please don't worry li
"Just regular phone calls, then?" Frans returned the smartphone with an almost disappointed look.Veronica sighed, "Not because I don't want to see your face, Bi.""Then?" Frans raised an eyebrow.Veronica took a deep breath, "My phone doesn't support all of that."Frans furrowed his brow, "Just a basic phone? I'm sorry, Honey. I've never paid attention to your needs."Veronica shook her head, "It's okay, Bi. You've done your best for me. Even beyond what most husbands do.""Thank you, Darling. You always accept my shortcomings," Frans said sincerely. He got up and took Veronica's hand, "Come on! Let's go out and find a phone for you."Again, Veronica shook her head, "No, Bi. I don't want to trouble you."Frans knelt in front of Veronica and rested his head on her lap. "How many times do I have to tell you, Honey? You're my wife, my responsibility. What's mine is yours, even if you ask for my life. I'll give it to you without hesitation. Never think like this again. It's like slowly k
In the bathroom, Veronica shook her head as she looked at her own body in the rather large mirror inside the shower. There were many marks left by Frans, but Veronica could breathe a sigh of relief because those marks were in places covered by clothing.After finishing her shower ritual, Veronica quickly left the bathroom, wearing just a bathrobe. As she stepped out, the first thing she saw was Frans packing some clothes into a small suitcase that he had brought yesterday.Veronica approached and touched Frans' hand. "Hubby, are you leaving tonight too?" she asked with a forlorn expression."Yes, dear. I'm sorry," Frans replied gently."It's okay. The sooner Hubby leaves, the sooner Hubby will come back, right?" Veronica said, hiding her own sadness. If she could be honest, she didn't want Frans to leave. "Thank you, yes, you always understand my situation." Frans stroked Veronica's cheek gently, "Then, I'll prepare first." Rubbed the top of Veronica's head and went into the bathroom
Frans let go of his arms and pulled out the small suitcase he was going to bring. As soon as Frans left the unit, clear drops immediately rolled down Veronica's cheeks. The girl forced a smile and waved her hand at her husband who turned towards her. Frans gave Veronica a smile, before he continued his steps. Not far from Frans' unit, there was a man who saw the two of them. The thirty-five year old handsome man shook his head and smiled. 'Finally you found a woman who can make you happy. Sista hopes that you can bring your wife home soon.' The man muttered to himself. When Frans was completely out of sight, Veronica stopped her tears. 'Bi, you just left, I already miss you.' Veronica turned around and closed the unit door. Before the unit door was completely closed, the handsome man who had been watching them came out of hiding and crossed in front of Veronica. The man smiled when his gaze met the black eyes of his younger brother's wife. 'Even though she's not
"You live here?" Bianca shivered in horror. Yogi, who had been trailing them from behind, shared the sentiment.Veronica nodded stiffly. "Yes. This is where I live." She quickly got out of the car, not wanting to entertain any further questions from Bianca.Bianca, who wanted to protest, held her tongue. She honked the car's horn to bid Veronica farewell, who had already rushed into the house's gate.After making sure Bianca had left, Veronica emerged from the front yard once more. As she was about to close the gate, she noticed a familiar figure, a man she knew very well, sitting on a motorcycle not far from her house. "Yogi?" Veronica stepped back and entered the house again. Because she didn't have a key to get in, she chose to hide beside the house. After waiting for a while, Yogi finally left. The girl sighed with relief, knowing she could finally come out of her hiding spot.Veronica ran with all her might, wanting to put as much distance as possible between herself and her ol
There was no answer from Veronica. The girl just smiled and looked at her husband's handsome face, just waking up. "Don't look at me like that!" Veronica shook her head, “Let me see your face one last time. Because after this, I won't be able to see or touch you again." Not long after, Veronica got up and left, leaving Frans still lying on the bed. “Vero, darling. Do not go yet. Explain first what really happened. Do not go." Tried to sit up to reach Veronica. But, he didn't have the power to do it all. His body felt stiff and cold. He was out of breath and tried to move but nothing came of it. “You deserve to be left behind, Frans. Because of your own stupidity you will again lose the woman you love." Frans covered his ears and listened to a woman's loud voice and laughter. The loud voice succeeded in making Frans open his eyes. The man's breath was ragged. Beads of sweat also came out to wet his entire body. "You're finally awake," Adrian helped Frans sit up and handed him a
"Vero, are you sure about staying here?" Bianca looked around the house. She shuddered and felt disgusted seeing the house. It was dusty and dark.Veronica smiled, "I'm a lazy type of person." She replied casually. She didn't want Bianca to ask too many questions. "Thank you for your help." She cleared the bed of dust a little.As a result, Bianca coughed due to her inability to tolerate the dust."You're welcome. I'll go home now. Get well soon." Bianca rushed out of Veronica's house and left the front door wide open.Veronica breathed a sigh of relief as Bianca left her house. She stood up and, as she reached for her bag placed on her study table by Bianca, she began to feel dizzy.Her vision darkened, and Veronica immediately lost consciousness because her body could no longer bear it. Since last night, she hadn't slept at all, not to mention the pain in her right hand. It was further exacerbated by the fact that she hadn't eaten anything until this late afternoon.So now, Veronica