Missing In The Heart
Chapters 118.It's nothing without you.

Rachel woke up with a throbbing head. Hurriedly got up from the bed in a hurry to the bathroom and spewed out his stomach contents which again was only a yellowish clear liquid. Almost every morning he experienced such an uncomfortable state.

But not one bit he complained about his condition. Stay strong even if you have to fight alone.

She washed her pale-looking face with cold water until it looked a little fresher. Stepping slightly staggered towards the glass door of his room balcony. Look at the morning atmosphere out there. The snow has stopped falling. There are also thick piles of snow and snow dolls similar to olaf that began to shrink, indicating that winter will soon end.

The moaning jacket made from knitting belongs to Mahavir who is currently wrapped in his body while inhaling deeply the aroma that is still left there.

Now only left Rachel alone to live her life in the luxury penthouse. Because the day after arriving in London Bryan had returned to the dorm and underwent his activities as an Oxford student. Lily returned to their Granny's house. It's just that sometimes Lily and Anna occasionally took the time to stay and accompany Rachel alternately at the Penthouse.

Many times Granny, Lily and Anna persuade her to stay with them, but Rachel continues to insist on staying at her Penthouse. Rachel did not want to leave the place because she was sure that one day Mahavir would suddenly come home and look for her. Sometimes Rachel laughs at her own stupidity, remembering how she was so eager to run away and leave the place when Mahavir desperately asked her to stay by her side. And now when the man was gone, he who desperately did not want to leave the place. Even though it must be coupled with the solitude and silence that exists.

Early in her solitude, Rachel deeply felt what she called loneliness. Every night is filled with tears of longing. Waving his sorrow with tears. Calling for the name of the man who was missed so much that he fell asleep and was lulled into the dream world. Red and swollen eyes are always his daily life in every morning. If you look at her own circumstances, Sometimes Rachel can only smile.

Until finally he realized that what he did was very very futile and it would affect the condition of his fetus. Reminding himself that regretting things will not make time repeat itself and will instead lock him up to endless sadness. In the end, everything happened and he had to face it.

Rachel scooped up all the air around her in one long breath, putting as much oxygen into her lungs.

One of the things he always does every time he does everything that reminds him of the figure of Mahavir.

Like this time where he was stunned in front of the refrigerator. Look at the food in there. Recalling the times he kept asking Mahavir what he wanted to cook and the man hugged him from behind and kept saying he wanted to, wanting to make a cute child.

Vir.the funny kid you want is already here.... He rubbed his stomach gently.

Close the refrigerator door after taking some fruit. Put two slices of whole wheat bread into the flaring device while making pregnant milk prepared by Bryan and Lily just before Bryan returned to the dormitory.

Well, his sister even bought him a stock supply of pregnant milk and vitamins for the next few months for him. Some small notes made by his sister were stuck in several places to just remind him.

After finishing the milk and breakfast, Rachel went to her office by driving one of Mahavir's cars which was still parked neatly in the private penthouse park.

"Vir, your car I used again today...." Her permission every time she used her husband's belongings.

"I know you forbid me to drive myself, so hurry up and get back to driving anywhere." Continue to mutter alone. Then drive the luxury car immediately to his place of work. But before going to her office, Rachel first stopped by the Alister hotel as was her habit during her return to London. Just find out the latest news from some employees and staff there.

Rachel had come to the hotel many times, even in a day she could up to three times back and forth there. But the result was still nil, as if everyone there was indeed ordered to shut up. Or maybe those who know nothing at all? I don't know! Rachel would never give up. Although had to repeatedly there and even continue to wait indefinitely, Rachel still able.

"Can't you give me Mr. Stuart's phone number?" Rachel asked for Mr.'s cell phone number. Stuart was somehow lucky.

The two female receptionists were again compactly lowered. "I'm so sorry madam..." They both were scared.

Rachel took a breath. Mengulum smiled and nodded softly, "it's okay..." Friendly reply. Then turned around to leave the magnificent design hotel without the slightest disappointment displayed on her beautiful face, and continued driving her car to the Oxford Street area where her office building was located.

This morning, Rachel is back as a fashion designer. Compiling several drafts of the spring fashion collection that will be displayed in a fashion show that will be held at one of the star hotels in London. Intentionally he received a job runway so that his mind can be a little distracted without losing focus on finding out the news Mahavir.

"Miss Rachel's..." Merry stepped into his room with a bent face.

"What's wrong with your face?" Rachel frowned looking at her assistant. The blonde woman had confessed to him that she was working for him at the request of Mahavir and also that she had a sibling relationship with Mr. Stuarts. But even so, the existence of Stuart could not be known until now.

Merry frowned while putting down some lists of companies that had previously been vendors and sponsors of catwalk shows.

"No one is willing to join again?" (Nobody is willing to join again?)

Merry nodded slowly. "So far they have helped because Mr. Alister, your husband asked them." (for this time they helped because your master Alister-husband asked for them.)

"I know that..." Rachel looked at her smile. He already suspected this. It seems like this was also an intervention from her in-laws.

"It's okay....! this time we try to stand alone." (What's wrong, this time we try to stand alone.)

Merry nodded again, although very slow and heavy hearted. I felt sad to see the leader. What a perfectionist beautiful woman who was very proud and confident now looks so fragile but tries to look strong in front of people. Merry quickly left Rachel alone in her room when she saw that the woman's eyes had begun to fog withhold her puddles.

Rachel immediately rubbed her eyes. No more crying for something in vain. He reached for the list that Merry had put on his desk and looked at him with a soft eye.

Vir, it turns out I'm nothing without you...

He muttered with a bitter smile as he put the list into the bottom drawer of his desk, then prepared to return to the Alister hotel. Hopefully this time there is a staff who is kind enough to give any information to him.

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In a different place, though,

Mahavir growled with anger. His jaw hardened along with a tooth that was firmly rolling behind it. Highlight his sharp eyes fully directed looking at the pusar of the man who had the same eyeball as him. He was shocked to learn that he was being treated in the United States. A place very far from where he was last without the presence of his loved ones. Even until now no one wants to tell any news from his wife.

"What happened to her? Why would I be here without him?" Mahavir asked with his sharp eyes full of direction staring at the middle-aged man. He is currently helpless on top of his gurney because both hands are tied to the sides of the gurney to hold himself back from trying to do anything that could harm himself.

President James, the father stood by supporting part of his body on a carved wooden stick on the side of his vault. He looked back at his only son with a worried look.

"Calm down. He's fine." The President replied after a moment of silence.

"You're like this, but you're still looking for her?"

"I'm not like this because of him. It's all purely my recklessness. Nothing to do with him!" Mahavir exclaimed with a tone of voice that began to rise.

"Till when your eyes are open. Everything that happens in your life is because of him. That woman is just causing trouble in your life. I regret not holding you back at that time. I shouldn't have let you go to Indonesia to pick him up. Be aware! He's no match for you.

"What did you do to him?" Mahavir asked in a demanding tone.

President James let out a rough sigh while shaking his head. He gave an eye signal to Mr. Forrer who was standing right behind him. Mr. Forrer nodded then took out a brown envelope from behind his suit and immediately handed the envelope to Mr. James.

"Do you think that woman still wants to take care of you in these circumstances?" He asked while taking out some photos and throwing them on Mahavir's body. "The woman can still laugh when you're still unconscious." Added again.

Mahavir raised his head slightly to look at the photo sheet. At first glance he could see some portraits featuring the woman he loved was smiling happily with Lily, Raya and Rey. There is also a portrait of Rachel who looks very beautiful with make up glow in a short cut dress that looks very cheerful. Which turns out the photo was taken secretly during the wedding of his own best friend.

"I'm sure it's just dad's wits. I know he's not like that."

The president turned to Mr. The forrer. His right hand lowered a glance, stepped forward towards Mahavir and pulled out his phone. Opening one of the social media and showing the appearance of the phone to Mahavir. Rachel is still wearing a hospital uniform and is seen laughing amusedly between Lily, Risya, and Bryan who looks like a clown with menor makeup on his face and hair.

"Who can you see for yourself, who isn't it?" President James smiled at his cynical smile. "Even while still being treated for an accident with you, she can already laugh like that." Hoot.

Mahavir turned his face immediately from the phone. Mr Forrer put his phone back in his suit and stepped back.

"Come, wakeup. That woman didn't think about you at all. You're just a man he doesn't consider."

"This is not true." Mahavir shakes inadmissive. "THIS IS NOT TRUE!!" His shout was full of anger with his constantly moving hand trying to untie his bonds.

"Do you know that he even went back to London and started his activities like nothing ever happened? Even now he has prepared his latest fashion show."

Mahavir shook his head. Tears began to fall from both eyes. I don't want to believe what he sees or hears. There's no way Rachel's like that. His wife had promised him just before the accident. But, the evidence he saw at this time was able to deny his sense of trust.

"Son, if he really thinks about you, he'll be desperately looking for you. Isn't she a smart woman? It wasn't hard for him to come here, was it?" President James stepped slowly toward Mahavir and gently rubbed his son's arm.

"When you're healthy and perfect, it's very difficult to accept you. Especially when you're like this?" His question cornered Mahavir. Made his son close his eyes unable to speak.

"Forget him son. Forget all about him. Surrender to love clap that side of your hand. Start a new life with people who are more receptive to you."

Mahavir shook his head. Drops by drops of clear liquid increasingly fell from his eye peluruk.

"Where's Stuart?" He asked when he remembered his assistant.

"He's a lot of work. Take care of all the work you've left behind."

"Dad also deliberately kept her away from me right?"

"It's up to you to think what it's like."

Again Mahavir closed his eyes with both hands firmly clenched holding his anger.

"Easy! Now that you rest, restore your condition as soon as possible. The company needs your energy." Patting slowly Mahavir's hand then turned and put his foot forward to get out of the place.

"Even in the future I can't be with him, but my love can never be for another. There will never be another woman but her." Mahavir spoke softly with a hoarse voice holding something turbulent in his heart.

The president stopped stepping. Take a deep breath and throw it away slowly while looking down for a moment. "Up to you. But I don't want to see you with her anymore." (As far as you. But I'll never see her again with you.) Said the President full of emphasis, then again stepped out leaving Mahavir in the silence of the room that felt so cold.

"Uncle..." Reprimanded Hannah while standing up from the waiting chair as soon as Father Mahavir came out of the VVIP treatment room.

"Uncle leave him to you. Please accompany that stubborn boy. Persuade him to forget the woman."

"But uncle..."

"Hannah, I know you love him very much." President James interrupted quickly the words of his business partner's daughter while patting her shoulder gently.

Hannah fell silent without a twist. Can't believe that President James realized his feelings for his son. The feeling he had been harboring deeply since college with the man in Oxford.

"Don't hide your feelings anymore.show him.so that he also knows that there are people who love him more sincerely." (Don't cover your feelings anymore. Show her that she also knows that someone is more sincere in love with her.)

Hannah was stunned for a moment, then finally nodded slowly.

"Uncle is going to Paris in a few days. Please take care of him."

Hannah nodded back. He looked at the middle-aged man until he disappeared from his sight. He took a deep breath and went into Mahavir's treatment room.

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