Missing In The Heart
Chapter 75.Trusting you.

Mahavir drove his sports car quickly to Belvedere Road, where Queen Elizabeth Hall is located. Both of her hands gripped the stir so firmly, with eyes focused forward without turning the slightest bit on Rachel. He chose silence and tried to be patient in the face of his wife's change of attitude.

Meanwhile Rachel also sat quietly beside Mahavir. His hands were squeezing each other with his eyes also focused forward, but occasionally his tail glanced at Mahavir who was trying hard to be patient with him.

The two of them silenced each other all the way without anyone intending to start a conversation until they finally reached their destination. The two walked over to Bryan, who was waiting for them at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Where's risya? Already started?" Mahavir asked as he glanced at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Risya was getting ready backstage. The show's almost started, it's our invitation card." Bryan handed Mahavir 3 cards. "It looks like he's performing midway through the show."

"What's wrong, let's go in. We'll just watch from the beginning." Mahavir spoke as he turned to look at Rachel who was circulating her gaze, looking at the design of the art building. "Darling...." Call him casually as if nothing happened.

Rachel flinched and turned her head, then nodded slowly then followed Bryan and Mahavir into the auditorium room. The three immediately occupied the seats according to his invitation card.

Now Rachel sits in the middle flanked by Mahavir on the right and Bryan on the left. All three sit in the middle row of the vast and magnificent Queen Elizabeth Hall auditorium. The auditorium's main lights had begun to go out, changing the floodlights that led to the stage.

The three pairs of eyes were staring straight ahead watching the barrage of talent shows from the young children, who were currently the show's turn from the land of sakura. With young girls dressed in kimonos and singing while dancing using paper umbrella properties.

Rachel momentarily forgot her problem and was amused by the show. The smile that rose on his face was apparently contagious to Mahavir who also commented on his smile, who had noticed Rachel's expression earlier.

Another case with Bryan who flat-out expression just watched the show, even look bored from the beginning to mid of the event. Until the time Risya and his friends appeared then his eyeballs widened and focused on one young girl who uses modified traditional clothes from several regions in Indonesia while dancing a medley dance, and he also got to know her, mixing of dances from sabang to merauke. His face looked solemn with both of his eyes constantly twitching following where the young girl was stepping.

Mahavir saw the mood of Rachel who had begun to improve, he finally ventured to start a conversation with his wife.

"Darling, look at Bryan... It seems like I just saw him focus like that." Mahavir's whisper in Rachel's ear with eyes glaring toward Bryan.

Rachel nodded and smiled. "Yes, first in its history." His whisper also keelinga Mahavir unconsciously.

Mahavir's feelings immediately warmed with Rachel's spontaneous attitude. Rachel's smile that grew as if a drop of water that was hard to get in the middle of a barren desert.

"If you smile like this, you're more beautiful." His whisper again made Rachel wake up and immediately turned her face away. But Mahavir nimbly pulled Rachel's hand, carried the smooth hand over her thigh and held it so tightly.

"I just grabbed him, not hurt him." Mahavir spoke again while holding Rachel's hand when he felt the woman was about to pull her hand.

Rachel turned her head and looked at Mahavir in the dim light of the floodlight, Mahavir blinked his eyes and smiled so gently and then kissed the back of his hand. Her net continuously scanned Mahavir's sincerely smiling face, but her heart felt sliced at the smile. There is a sense of tightness that again whack his mind.

Rachel quickly turned her face back when she felt something force to fall from her eye. His heart was very worried, on the one hand he wanted to trust the man, but on the other hand he could not accept if the man really had the heart to deceive him.

During the show, the three of them fell silent and dissolved with their own thoughts. The event was over and the auditorium headlights were back on.

Invitational guests and spectators from various countries began to scatter, some went straight out of the auditorium, and some immediately approached the participants who performed. As well as Rachel, Mahavir and Bryan who went straight to Risya and his group. After a little conversation, get acquainted and take pictures together, then wait for Risya to change their clothes and get out of the art building.

"Sister Vir went to Granny's house?" Bryan asked when he was in the parking lot.

Mahavir throws a glance at Rachel, asking for her opinion. "Darling...??"

"Hmmm..." Rachel nodded slowly without looking at Mahavir.

"Okay, I'll see you there." Bryan said then immediately opened the car door and entered it followed by Risya.

"Let's go, we'll walk too." Mahavir said as he grabbed Rachel's waist before her husband kept his distance from her. Mahavir tugged Rachel to the side of the car, opened the door and lifted Rachel up regardless of her tantrums, then sat her in the passenger seat. After that, he also got into the driver's seat.

In the car Rachel just sculpted to make Mahavir lean his body closer and want to help put the seatbelt on Rachel.

"I can wear it myself." Said Rachel, dispelling Mahavir's hand.

Mahavir sighed violently then started the car engine and immediately drove his car at full speed to the highway and collided with other vehicles.

His jaw seemed to harden as if holding back his anger and resentment.

"Aren't we going to Granny's?" Rachel asked when she realized that the car that took her was passing the road in the opposite direction from the road to her Granny's house.

Mahavir did not answer, he continued to drive the car at maximum speed through the long toll and out of the London city limits.

"Vir....." Call him, but Mahavir doesn't respond.

"Vir...." Call him again followed by his hand which reflexively pulled the sleeve of Mahavir's shirt.

Mahavir turned around, took a quick look at Rachel then refocused forward. "I can't take you to Granny's house with that look. I could have hit his cane for thinking I hurt you."

Rachel's two eyebrows seemed to be clinging to each other, trying to digest Mahavir's words. A second later his mouth came back saying, "Then where are we going?"

"You think?"

Rachel's two eyeballs seemed to be moving around observing the road around, then refocused on Mahavir's face asking for an explanation.

"Takes you to talk." Mahavir said without looking at Rachel.

Rachel finally clenched her lips together and leaned her back against the back of the car seat.

The car continued to move through a rocky path with tall trees that surrounded it until it reached a large meadow. The sports car finally stopped perfectly when it was right on the edge of the beach cliff.

The view outside is so beautiful. The twilight sky stretched out majestically, while below there was a stretch of golden blue sea.

Mahavir took off his seatbelt and got down and walked to the front of the car and leaned half-sitting there.

For a few seconds Rachel just watched Mahavir's back from behind the windshield, until finally she also got down from the car and approached Mahavir. Rachel tightened her coat and leaned next to Mahavir on the front hood of the car.

"Ah Sorry..." Rachel quickly pulled her hair, but the breezy wind that was blowing strongly seemed to make her movements useless.

Mahavir grabs Rachel's children's hair and unites it to the other hair children. Restoring Rachel's entire hair and putting it together by tying her up using her handkerchief.

Rachel just silently received her husband's treatment while observing the waves moving towards the sandy shore of round pebble rocks.

Mahavir smiled gently and stroked Rachel's temple plan. "Rachel....." Call her. And then he said, "What's wrong with you, baby? I've been patient from last night with your change of attitude, but when are you going to be like this?" He asked with a face full of disappointment.

"Now I ask you to be honest, what makes you like this? I'm not a clairvoyant who can immediately tell what you're thinking." Further again.

Rachel did not answer, she turned her eyes to the front. His blank gaze glared far ahead of the endless.

Mahavir sighed and pulled Rachel's shoulders back to face him. Then one of her hands was raised holding Rachel's chin for their eyes to meet each other.

"We'll stay here if you don't want to talk." Mahavir spoke while looking into Rachel's eyes, trying to dive into the brown clear bead.

Rachel also participated in exploring Mahavir's hazel eyeballs, eyes that were always full of love and longing for him. Seeing the man now with a face full of disappointment made his feelings upset. To be honest, there was guilt as well as hurt that was tucked into his heart while treating Mahavir coldly.

His heart raged back. Rachel realized, she shouldn't have behaved like that to Mahavir. Moreover, his suspicions are very unsubstantiated and have not been proven to be true. After all, in her little heart she had given trust to Mahavir before actually dropping and giving herself completely to her husband.

Mahavir, her husband, the man was still staring at her. Waiting for answers and explanations to come from both lips.

Slowly both of Rachel's lips opened, and,

"Vir...." Call him softly but still sounding faint-faced in Mahavir's ears.

"Yes dear...."

"I... I'm....." Rachel put her lips together again, but her hands opened and immediately hugged Mahavir. His sobs broke in the chest of Mahavir's field. Mahavir did not stay silent, he immediately grabbed his wife's fragile body into his arms. Rubbed his back until his feelings were calm.

"Sorry..." Said Rachel softly in Mahavir's arms.

"It's okay, baby, it's okay. But never be like this again."

Rachel nodded and turned her face upwards looking at Mahavir's face. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be acting like that to you. But something has bothered my mind."

"Can I know what it is?" Mahavir asked as he stretched his embrace.

"It's about... Dirmann." Rachel spoke while observing Mahavir's expression. He wanted to know how Mahavir would react when he heard that name.

"The president?" Mahavir raised one eyebrow. His clenched hands restrained themselves from making any strange expressions in front of Rachel. "What's wrong with her?" Ask flatly. But deep in his heart was rumbling.

What's your relationship with him?

Rachel asked inwardly as her throat felt choked to ask that.

I'm giving you a chance right now...

Please be honest if he is you right now...

Back in Rachel's mind muttered, her net constantly staring at Mahavir who was still calm after hearing that name.

"Darling, what's wrong with her?" He asked again while trying to control his face. While in his own heart was muttering, Is now the time for me to be honest? is Rachel ready to hear the truth? would this woman not be fragile if she knew me? No, I can't. Can't do. I don't want to lose her, I can't let her get away from my side. Not for now and not until later. Lord, let me be selfish for now...

Rachel continued to observe Mahavir's facial features but found no suspicion. He made his heart believe that his suspicions were wrong.

Well, Mahavir isn't Dirman...

I must have been wrong...

Both are so opposite.

It is impossible for both to be the same person...

I'll trust you, Vir...

Hope you're not hiding something behind me...

Rachel closed her eyes for a few seconds then reopened them and smiled. "I just thought and remembered it. I feel so guilty for being able to be happy with you and forget about it." Rachel reasoned.

Mahavir smiled faintly and again drowned Rachel in his arms. His hand moved gently rubbing Rachel's back. "Darling, you deserve to be happy. Forget your past, forget about him. He also must wish you happiness this time."

"Yes you're right Vir..." Lirih Rachel while inhaling Mahavir's body scent.

Mahavir closed his eyes, his jaw moving up and down along with his throat that gulped his saliva many times. He then let out a long sigh and let go of his embrace, then both of his hands were raised cupping Rachel's cheeks. "From now on I don't want you to remember and say her name again. Hmm??"

Rachel nodded and smiled faintly. Mahavir immediately kissed Rachel's lips and took a soft sip. At first it was just a kiss, then a wild kiss that demanded. Rachel's body had even been lying on the hood of the car, with Mahavir constantly pounding her. Let go of all the feelings that had enveloped the two.

The sun in front of it had completely hidden into his dispute making the surroundings have started to darken. The sea breeze was increasingly blowing with his firmness and piercing to the joints.

Mahavir finally released his pagutan after feeling Rachel's body tremble with cold and immediately lifted his wife's body into the car.

"We're continuing at home." Mahavir whispered in Rachel's ear and peeked at her cheek, then placed the seatbelt on Rachel.

Although there was still a little stuff in her heart, but a red tinge was clearly visible on both cheeks of Rachel. Rachel finally decided to trust the smiling man beside her while holding his fingers and would no longer find out about Dirman.

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