Chapter 5. Don't want to beg anymore.

A cloudy morning and Zavier is still sound asleep even though the alarm on his phone has been ringing for a while.

"Nayla, tell the alarm to be quiet first!"

"The song earlier was truly beautiful to my ears!" Zavier shouted in his sleep.

Zavier dreamed he was listening to a song sung with a beautiful melody in his ears, the voice of a girl who was very gentle and soothing. The same song that had accompanied him while he was still in a coma.

'Aren't your legs tired from running? There is something they don't understand. Give yourself some time to lean for a moment, all this time you've been great ... It's just that you haven't been heard.' The melodies flew.

Zavier smiled contentedly in his sleep, he really liked that song. But the alarm ringing on his phone started to feel annoying.

"Nayla! I told you to turn off the alarm!" Zavier sat on the bed, feeling angry because his wife still hadn't moved.

Slowly, Zavier returned to consciousness. Nayla had indeed left him.

Annoyed, Zavier grabbed the phone that kept ringing and turned off the alarm.

Zavier stared blankly, his gaze flat, and he felt he had to find his wife immediately.

Nothing could be done properly by Zavier alone. The man struggled even to find his flip-flops.

With a little hopping, Zavier held back his cold feet because he couldn't find his sandals.

After finishing his shower, Zavier got dressed and hurriedly made his way to the kitchen while remembering his tie.

"Where's my breakfast? Eh?" For the first time, he just realized there was no breakfast. In that big and luxurious house, there was no one else but himself.

There was no food smell that he usually often ignored when Nayla served it wholeheartedly.

Zavier stopped tying his tie and looked at his reflection in the decorative mirror in the kitchen. Her appearance looks messy today. A situation where his stomach growls and there is no food at all.

All the past, Nayla always cooked breakfast and also packed it in a lunchbox for lunch, but he never acknowledged it, let alone ate it.

Zavier clenched his jaw again in frustration and then moved to grab a glass to drink.

"Aowhh!" Zavier drank water that was too cold. The cloudy weather had already made him feel a bit cold, and now the cold drinking water made his mouth feel sore.

Annoyed, Zavier picked up the phone and called his assistant, Cahyo.

"Cahyo! My wife is missing! Find him today and drag him back home. I don't want to know even if you have to turn Jakarta upside down!

Click! The call was unilaterally ended by Zavier.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Nayla had already woken up early and prepared fried rice to share with her younger sibling.

"I'm going to apply for a job today," Nayla said confidently while enjoying breakfast together.

Nadira nodded without answering. In his heart, she was worried about the actions taken by his older sister. The Abraham family is an unbeatable conglomerate family.

Nadira is worried that her sister's decision will have a negative impact on them, while she still needs a lot of money for her medical expenses.

Nayla glanced at her younger sibling, who seemed lost in thought as if she could guess the younger one's train of thought.

All this time, Xander has always sent her money for living expenses and medical costs. Even though Nayla thinks she does all of that just because she is enduring as Zavier's wife. All of it is like a reward she gets as long as she fulfills her duties as Zavier's wife.

"Don't worry, Nadira. I will still find a way to cover your medical expenses," Nayla said while spooning a mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Nadira nodded resignedly and chose not to comment further.

After the breakfast event was over, Nayla kissed Nadira on the forehead and said, "I'm going now to look for a job! Please pray for me!"

Nadira nodded and then followed her sister's steps until she left the house and closed the door.

Nadira was frozen behind the door while holding her phone. Should he contact Xander and inform him that Nayla is here with her?

Even though she knows, Nayla's presence will surely be discovered soon because Xander often visits her and checks on her health.

That old man has already considered them like his own children.

With trembling hands, Nadira pressed Xander's button and informed him about her sister's presence at her house.

"Alright, I will send Zavier's assistant to pick up Nayla. Thank you, Nadira. And how are you doing right now? Are you doing well?" Xander asked with a cheerful expression because he didn't have to go through the trouble of finding his daughter-in-law.

The man believes that the small problems in his son's household will be able to be resolved by him.

"Is the money I sent still enough for your medical expenses?"

"Still," Nadira said with a trembling voice.

There is an inner war within her who feels she has betrayed her brother.

"Yes, that's fine. Just let me know when it's finished."

"Sir, may I keep this call confidential?" Nadira asked with a hoarse voice.

Xander thought for a moment, he understood the state of mind of the innocent girl. "Alright," he replied a moment later.

"Thank you."

The call was disconnected and Nadira was engulfed in tears. She is thinking about the very high medical costs and doesn't want to die.

What's wrong with having a little fun with women? Nadira is monologuing in her heart. She has no idea how Zavier treats her older sister because Nayla never tells everything in detail.

"Sister, forgive me, b-but ... we can't possibly survive without financial help from the Abraham family!"

Nadira squatted on the floor and sobbed while hugging her knees.

It only took ten minutes, and the information about Nayla's whereabouts reached Zavier, who had just stepped into his office.

"Sir," greeted Cahyo with sparkling eyes.

"Report quickly and buy me breakfast because I'm very hungry!" Zavier exclaimed, panting.

Throughout the journey to the office, he couldn't shake off the image of Nayla from his mind.

Nayla, who is busy running around doing various household chores, always spins in her mind.

"Nayla is at Nadira's house, in the city of Bogor," Cahyo replied while adjusting his glasses.

"What?!"

Without waiting any longer, Zavier immediately grabbed the car keys and stepped out of his office.

"Sir, how about your breakfast?"

The question was completely unanswered by Zavier, who had already hurriedly run towards the elevator.

The destination is very clear! To Bogor right now!

Cahyo had to run to keep up with his master's pace. He also has to follow Zavier, as ordered by Xander: "Tell him that he has to bring Nayla back and visit me in the hospital!"

Cahyo clearly remembered the orders from Lord Abraham.

"Wait, Sir! I'm coming!" shouted Cahyo, running behind Zavier who had already reached the parking lot very quickly.

Meanwhile, Nayla is waiting in a room filled with several people. They will undergo interviews for a singing job on the small stage in the café.

"Nayla Pratama!" called a neatly uniformed woman with several documents in her hand.

"It's me!" Nayla stood up and immediately followed the woman's footsteps.

Nayla entered the audition room and sat in front of the microphone. The room was separated by a thin glass, so Nayla could not see the faces of the judges who would give her a score.

"You can start to sing!" commanded a man from behind a separate room, his voice only audible from a small speaker beneath the glass partition.