"No need to pout, Liv," Seira laughed. "It's not like you. Usually, you go straight to Thomas when you get to work."
The teased response was just a smile. Olive's behavior since returning to her mother's house had been giving Thomas a headache. He would rather analyze a lot of application data and what was causing a new customer's three-month search to stall.
Just imagine, since yesterday afternoon when her workday ended, Olive had called him several times. She said, "Come on, Thomas, let's go home. I can't wait to see Mommy."
Lord! Even though the distance from Senayan to Gajah Mada took over an hour plus an additional dozen minutes due to traffic, it was still within Senayan! Goodness! His wife.
Oh, that wasn't the end of it. She kept talking about what she needed to buy for her mother along the way.
"How long has it been since you met Mommy, Bee?" Thomas couldn't help it either. He had been holding back his laughter since earlier. Finally, he co
Seira sighed repeatedly. Her hand gestured sharply towards the girl sitting in front of her. She had to admit the girl looked much paler than last night. Well, Seira could guess that she would fall sick eventually. When she left, the girl was already half-soaked. Not to mention, she was furious after being kicked out. So, her clothes were even wetter now."I don't want to take medicine. Just hug me, Mom," the girl pleaded while reaching out her hand. "Plus, I haven't had breakfast yet. My head hurts so much I've been trying to get up since earlier."Seira sighed."Don't you want to hug me, Mom?""I'm not your mom," Seira replied quickly. But seeing the thin hand still reaching out to her, and Naina's pleading eyes, Seira gave in. She let out a heavy breath that made her move closer. She sat on the edge of the girl's big bed.Naina was overjoyed!Although her headache had left her powerless, seeing Seira here and feeling the warm hand was all
One thing Thomas really liked was looking at Olive's face in the morning. It felt like a dose of dopamine that made him addicted. Well... what could he do? His wife was a sight to behold, especially without a hint of makeup."What time is it, Bae?" he asked, stretching lazily. "Why do you always wake up earlier than me?"Thomas didn't answer except with a kiss. "Morning, my fairy girl.""Don't try to be so romantic in the morning," Olive pouted."Why not?" Thomas chuckled while tidying up Olive's hair. "What's it for?""Why are you staring at me like that?" Thomas was confused. Olive had a lot of weird and quirky vocabulary. Where did she learn that stuff? He wanted to laugh but was curious about her meaning."After staring at me like that, my faith gets weaker," Olive complained. "I have to make you coffee, prepare breakfast, and make sure I don't leave the house in a mess while we're going out all day. You know how it feels when I have to
Olive fell silent."Why are you quiet, Bee? What's up?" Thomas asked, his eyes filled with confusion.She had been talking at length about what she wanted to convey, and now it seemed to be postponed? Although it was delayed due to something enjoyable, she couldn't help but wonder if her words warranted a response of silence.Did it sound strange?Oh, not at all. Thomas had explained everything very well."Just thinking," Olive replied softly. She seemed to be gently stroking her chin. The road ahead was clear of any traffic. Taking the outer city toll road was a good option. Thomas was driving carefully; he was not a reckless driver, which relieved Olive.Speaking of getting carried away, Olive had been feeling quite helpless this morning.Her gentle demeanor, her touch that made her feel like she was floating up to the seventh heaven, and even when it got a little wild, Olive didn't mind at all. She was indulged and sa
Thomas looked at Olive intently. The road was clear, the car's speed stable, and he felt it wouldn't be a problem to occasionally glance at Olive. As long as he could control his vehicle, right?"I've been in your position before, Bee," Thomas said with a smile. "I really started from the bottom and finally got to where I am now, and it wasn't easy. Just like you who worked hard to prove that you have the capacity to be the Head Teller. If I dimmed that by asking you to resign, I'd be selfish.""Why is that?" Olive asked, her brows furrowing. "I mean, according to what I know, a wife should obey what her husband says.""That's true. It's the way it should be. Moreover, when you think about it, even if you don't work at all, I can fulfill any request you have, as long as I'm capable. Making your wife happy also has great rewards, you know."Olive smiled faintly."Especially the kind of happiness we had this morning."Olive's eye
"Hello, Miss Dena," Alex greeted with a wide grin. When else, right, could you have a friendly chat with a Seira Denaswari? A very rare opportunity because the red-haired woman rarely left her room. Usually, she was the one delivering drinks to the room where Seira usually entertained her guests.Seira just smiled faintly, taking a seat in one of the corners of the bar, which was also Alex's workplace. She brushed her hair aside, and her styling wasn't as extravagant as usual. Tonight, she was somewhat relaxed because, in a little while, she would be leaving this place. She would definitely miss the part where she spent many nights here. Complete with the beautiful shimmering lights and the music that made her heart beat faster than usual. A faint grin appeared uncontrollably."Margarita?" Alex offered. His hands were busy with bottles and jars, as well as several cocktail napkins that were intentionally prepared to be taken to the tables around the dance floor.
"What's wrong?" Thomas asked with a puzzled expression. He had noticed that his wife had been tossing and turning in her sleep for a while now."I don't know why," Olive replied as she slowly pushed the blanket aside. "I just can't sleep, Bae," she complained. She glanced briefly at the clock on the bedroom wall. It was already half past ten at night. At the same time, her phone vibrated softly, but it produced a noticeable buzzing sound that caught her attention."Who's calling this late at night?" Olive wondered. She immediately grabbed her phone from the nightstand next to her bed. "Aunt Koni?"Thomas chose to listen and hear what they were talking about."What?" Olive exclaimed, clearly surprised. "But Mom is fine, right?""I don't know, Liv." Koni's voice sounded agitated. "All I know is that after the phone call, your mom left right away."Olive unconsciously glanced at Thomas."Okay, I'll go to the hospital to che
Thomas sighed softly. His gaze couldn't stray far from the figure turning away from him. His hand, which usually held hers, was now folded across his chest. Thomas knew his wife was upset, or rather, disappointed."Bee," Thomas called out. Because it was nighttime, the streets were relatively empty. The distance between the hospital and their apartment took about thirty minutes. Amazing, right? Senayan was most enjoyable at night. "I'm sorry if my words were a bit too much."Olive only glanced briefly, then turned away again, her hand ready to open the car door. However, she forgot that Thomas hadn't unlocked the car's automatic lock. "Unlock," she said softly."Later, Bee," Thomas replied with a long sigh. "Let's talk first.""No need. I know your judgment, okay? It's enough.""You can't just do that, Bee," Thomas wasn't ready to give up. He took Olive's hand a little forcibly. "I was wrong. I sincerely apologize for what I said earlier."O
Seira sighed wearily, running her hands through her hair, letting it fall in a much messier state. The wind around her was quite cold, but once again, she didn't care. She quickly reached into her bag, grabbing her cigarette box and lighter. She clamped it between her lips, which still had traces of red lipstick, one of the few things she could manage. She lit it up quickly.Inhaling slowly and exhaling forcefully, she created a dense puff of smoke. "You can wear this. It's cold outside."Seira just looked up and brushed away the blazer that had just been offered to her. "Sit down, I want to talk."Nathan felt like he'd been hit by a storm with a magnitude of thousands on the Richter scale! Crazy! He was already going crazy because he didn't know where Naina was tonight. The girl had escaped, dear God! He had just come home and was about to prepare himself and Naina for Surabaya! Preparing for Surabaya required a very strong mentality, you know. So when Naina wa