Chapter 3. The Loss

"Nayla!" Prepare my lunch! "I'm hungry!" shouted Zavier while hugging a soft pillow and still reluctant to open his eyes.

Silence ... There was no response, causing the handsome man to reluctantly open his eyes and furrow his brow.

With reluctance, Zavier got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Both of his eyes glanced at the suitcase standing firmly near the exit. In his heart, Zavier smiled, thinking that Nayla didn't leave because her suitcase was still there.

"Nayla!" called Zavier as he opened the door and looked outside the room, searching for Nayla, but the atmosphere in the house remained silent.

"Hugh! Always making me angry!" Zavier reluctantly re-entered the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and stepped into the shower.

After finishing his shower, Zavier couldn't find his clothes on the bed. Usually, Nayla has already prepared her outfit for the party.

Is she cooking? "Really so slow!" grumbled Zavier as he opened the wardrobe, took out the tuxedo, and put it on.

"Where is my duty?" Zavier was still shouting and starting to feel annoyed because Nayla hadn't appeared before him yet, as usual.

The woman usually runs in a hurry even though her body still smells of food smoke.

Holding back his emotions, Zavier began to rummage through the drawer filled with ties that Nayla had previously organized neatly.

"Not this, this is also too long. This color doesn't match!"

Zavier threw some ties he had tried on the floor without caring who would pick them up again.

After a while, Zavier managed to get the tie he wanted.

The man even had trouble finding his socks and grew increasingly frustrated while staring blankly at the bedroom door. A bit suspicious because Nayla's shadow hasn't appeared yet.

"Nayla?"

Unintentionally, Zavier's eyes caught a glimpse of a small note on the bedside table.

'Goodbye, Zavier Abraham. I will wait for the summons letter to attend our divorce trial. Take good care of yourself.'

Zavier immediately crumpled the small piece of paper with anger that had already enveloped his mind.

"Sh*t!"

Zavier stood and paced back and forth in his room restlessly while still clutching the small piece of paper containing the annoying sentence for him. The paper has already crumpled into a small, tangled ball.

"I want to see how far you can last without me!" Zavier fumed while grinding his teeth.

Meanwhile, on the bus, Nayla received a call from Xander Abraham, her father-in-law—The old man is Zavier Abraham's father.

"Where are you, Dear?"

"Dad wants to visit the house," Xander said, unaware of what had happened in his son's household.

Nayla couldn't hold back her tears and sobs because it was truly difficult to tell her father-in-law.

"I will divorce Zavier, Dad," Nayla replied briefly.

"W-what happened?" Where are you, Dear?" Xander was shocked by the news he had just received.

Nayla shook her head and tried to hold back the surge of sadness within her.

"Nayla, come here."

"Stop by my house, I promise to solve the problem you're experiencing. Let's talk it over calmly. Zavier might be wrong, but I will be the one to teach my son."

Xander tried to persuade Nayla, but Nayla had been thinking for a long time. Right now, she is on a bus that will take her to another city.

Nayla is determined to live together with her younger sibling who is still in the process of healing. What's the point of staying at Zavier's house and being treated like a maid?

"No, Dad."

"I need some time to calm down. I will contact Dad and ask how are you later. Goodbye, Papa."

After saying that, Nayla ended the call and immediately turned off her phone.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Xander began to be engulfed by emotions and immediately contacted Zavier.

He feels a moral obligation to take care of Nayla because of the debt of gratitude to Nayla's father.  Nayla's father once helped him escape from the clutches of debt and the law. However, time separated the closeness of the two old friends.

Until finally, Xander found Nayla at the hospital waiting for her sister's surgery while Xander himself was waiting for Zavier, who had just had an accident.

Xander decided that Nayla should marry Zavier also based on the consideration that she could take care of his friend's child.

Xander can help cover the medical expenses for Nayla's younger sibling and also fully meet Nayla's needs.

However, what Nayla experienced was different from the reality that Xander hoped for. Zavier never treated Nayla like a wife.

Xander took a deep breath before contacting Zavier.

"Zavier, you find Nayla or I'll strike you off the heir list and donate all my wealth to someone else!"

Click!

The call was ended unilaterally, and Zavier sat frozen at the edge of the bed. Staring at his phone screen without blinking.

A brief call, but the father's voice was clearly heard!

The message is very clear!

He also never expected Nayla to leave. However, he does not want a marriage that binds him without his consent.

The year he woke up from the coma, he was shocked because suddenly there was a woman named Nayla who claimed to be his wife.

Meanwhile, Sefia Putri, the ex-girlfriend who once cheated on Zavier, cunningly managed to capture Zavier's attention.

Zavier feels indebted because he thinks his lover took care of and watched over him well while he was in a coma.

That year, Sefia was by Zavier's side right when Zavier woke up from the coma, so Zavier thought Sefia had been taking care of him all this time while Nayla was out at the market buying food.

How shocked Nayla was when she came home from shopping and found Zavier having breakfast with Sefia intimately.

Zavier's memory, of course, is still about Sefia Putri as a beloved lover.

However, day by day passed and for some time now, he started to feel comfortable being next to Nayla.

The woman is also very beautiful and charming, and diligent in her household chores, leaving Zavier at a loss for how to make Nayla's life miserable.

Zavier fired all the household staff in the big house so that Nayla's days would be very busy with household chores, allowing him to keep in touch with Sefia Putri.

Besides not liking crowds, Zavier feels that life only needs Nayla in that big house.

Zavier is free to walk anywhere wearing only a towel, and Nayla is capable of doing everything. Likewise for his biological needs.

In addition, Zavier can also be affectionate with Sefia Putri outside the house. Just like the beautiful dating period, and there is a wife waiting for him faithfully at home.

Zavier also felt that Nayla was starting to get used to the attitude he showed because the woman never complained. Until today!

Zavier stared blankly at the suitcase still standing by the door. He has searched every corner of the house and the rooms. There is no trace of that woman at all.