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
Thomas once again glanced at Olive, who was still asleep with her eyes wet. He knew his wife chose to sleep instead of continuing to cry. He wanted to hug her, but what could he do? He had been pushed away. Instead, he received her back, the one he usually playfully patted. Moreover, the blanket quickly covered his wife up to her head, as if it didn't want to be disturbed at all.Seeing Olive's response, all Thomas could do was heave a sigh. No, he wasn't angry at all. In fact, he carefully recorded every word Olive had said in his mind. It was the anger of a child who, it turned out, held so much loneliness because of the one person she had in this world. A person she admired and loved so much. A person whose every word she obeyed. And a person whose unwavering spirit always faced the sun with a wide grin."Forgive me for not knowing how you feel, Bee," Thomas said as he approached. He kissed the side of Olive's head briefly. "Have a good night's sleep."Maybe
Her eyes were already open, man! How long did she cry? As far as she could remember, as soon as she got into the room, she climbed onto the bed, curled up in her blanket, and couldn't remember anything except her mother with that annoying brat. Her lips puckered suddenly, even though her eyes hadn't fully opened yet. Still lazy, even though the alarm had blared multiple times, calling her.Her hand reached around, vaguely looking at the figure in front of her. "When did you change your hair color, Bae?" she said hoarsely. "And why do you smell so good? You even smell like Mom." She frowned. "Not funny, Thomas, if you used my perfume so I could feel Mom's presence.""Get up properly, Liv," Seira said with a cheeky grin.Olive immediately stared wide-eyed. She woke up suddenly, not caring if the abrupt movement gave her a headache. So she complained of pain, making Seira panic immediately."What's wrong with you?""Is this mom for real, or a ghost? W