Missing In The Heart
Chapters 87. Ask for time for yourself

For several hours Rachel stared blankly at the mannequin statue neatly lined up in her study. During that time he continued to express his frustration and sadness in a cry that was so sounding bitter to the outside of his room. At the moment he really equates his situation with that mannequin. Someone who is helpless and has no freedom anymore.

The employees who were outside his study and heard the sound of his crying just threw eyes at each other with questionable eyes to Merry the team leader. The ignorant Merry just shrugged both of his shoulders in response.

Not long after, a tall and sturdy man with a very chaotic face entered the room. Simultaneously they all stood up and lowered their heads in salute. Without saying hello and speaking a bit, the man went straight into their leader's office.

Chequek...

The sound of the door opening violently. Rachel, who was bowing her head in the fold of her hand on her desk, raised her head heavily.

"Merry, I told you I didn't want to be disturbed..."

(Merry, I told you I don't want to be disturbed.) His speech was weak and the roaring voice was hoarse again, but a second later the look on his face turned cold as he looked at the figure standing before him.

"What's here for? Do you also want to organize what I'm doing here?"

"Rachel.... Please.don't be like this...."

Mahavir moved closer and closer to Rachel. But the woman stood up and pointed her five fingers right in front of Mahavir's chest. Asking Mahavir to stop in his place.

"Vir..I should beg you like that...Should you follow me everywhere? Keep watching me like this? Can't you just give me a little time alone for now?"

"Darling, I can't." He came back and hugged Rachel. "I can't be away from you. You are like my breath. I feel like I'm having a hard time breathing without even seeing you." Further.

"Then will you continue to treat me like this? Keep an eye on all my movements?"

"Sorry baby, but if it keeps you by my side. Then I'll have to do it."

Rachel shuddered in horror at Mahavir's words. The man really loved himself like an obsessed madman.

"VIRR...!!!" He shouted, pushing hard on Mahavir's body.

"Darling...." Gets Rachel's hands back and holds them.

"Vir.if you really love me, please... Leave me alone for a while. Let my heart calm down for now." Say it by welding.

Mahavir breathed heavily, then released his grip on Rachel's hand. "All right, I'll wait for you outside."

"Vir...." Rachel shook her head in frustration, staring at the insistent man in front of her. He only wanted to be alone for a while, couldn't the man understand his feelings in the slightest?

"I'll wait outside." Reply again firmly and then turn around and step his foot out of the room without turning back in the slightest.

Rachel threw her body back in her chair. Both of his hands held his head up. His heart and soul were so tired. So strange the problems that plagued his mind.

For a while, Rachel set her heart and won her mind. Then try to occupy himself by working and making designs on his tablet. Deliberately lingering in that place for Mahavir to get tired of waiting for him out there.

The clock on the wall shows at 18:30. Rachel stopped her activity, got up and peered out of the window looking at the situation out there. Down there is still a sports car owned by her husband parked neatly on the shoulder of the road right in front of his office. Rachel pinched her temple violently, sighed many times then finally grabbed her handbag and moved out of her room. Passed a few pairs of eyes that secretly glanced at him, but he did not touch the curious eyes of his employees.

His steps came to a halt right next to Mahavir's sports car. Both of his eyes glared through the car glass which was slightly dark. There was no movement from inside because the owner seemed to be asleep in the driver's seat, probably due to the fatigue waiting for him.

Rachel stared at the car door for a few seconds until she decided not to open it and chose to walk away to the bus stop. His two eyes seemed to split looking for the whereabouts of the guards who used to follow him. And sure enough, some people seemed to have been watching him from a distance. Rachel nimbly boarded the bus that was just about to run until there was no chance for the bodyguard to ride with her. From a distance he could see those people running around frantically chasing after him. The bus was already moving away.

After a few meters, Rachel got off the bus with a group of young girls and went straight into a store to hide. Inside, he contacts Kimmy, the only friend he can trust right now. Luckily, Kimmy was back in London, so he could ask his friend for help.

Fifteen waits, finally a white van stops right in front of the store. Rachel turned left and right and saw the situation and ran into the van.

"Thanks Kim's...." Her speech. His body was trembling, his face was pale with both eyes puffy.

Kimmy squinted at Rachel's situation with a million questions on her mind. Aware of Kimmy's gaze, Rachel patted Kimmy's shoulder softly.

"I'll explain to you but not here."

Kimmy nodded and immediately plugged in the gas, driving his vehicle at full speed towards his house. A single house with a large courtyard, which is located a little far from the center of London.

"You take a shower first, you can wear my clothes." Kimmy pushed Rachel into her room. Then he went to the pantry and made dinner for Rachel.

Rachel approached Kimmy with a better look and used Kimmy's floral casual t-shirt suit.

"Feed first!" Kimmy said but it sounded like an order.

Rachel smiled faintly and sat down and ate the food Kimmy had prepared.

"Which sam?" Ask on the sidelines of his kunyahan.

"He's on a photo shoot in Dunster, Somerset." She answered by watching Rachel eat her food. Once making sure the food on the plate is clean, Kimmy also charges an explanation. "So, can you tell me now?"

Rachel took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Then he told Kimmy everything. Kimmy was flabbergasted to hear all the words of his best friend.

"So, that's your husband....?"

Rachel nodded even before Kimmy continued her sentence. The clear thread fell back from his eye patch.

"... and now you are pregnant??"

Again Rachel nodded slowly and her tears grew even more. Quickly Kimmy got up from her seat, approached Rachel and hugged her tightly.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Rachel nodded slowly. "I don't know...Kim, I don't know what to do...."

Kimmy pulled Rachel's face to face with him and locked her eyes. "...do you love him...?" Ask. Staring at Rachel's net deep so that there are no lies from those eyes.

Rachel just nodded slowly in response.

"But I haven't been able to see him with the shadow of his former figure."

"Did you ilfeel remember his former appearance?"

Rachel nodded quickly. "Not that, it's just.... "

"Can't you just forgive and try to accept it?" Kimmy asked hesitantly.

"Come Kim....." Rachel is back. Pretty long. Until he returns to speaking. "I just need a little time to try to accept all of this. But he didn't even give me the space. I feel very depressed. Even breathing can be very difficult with him."

Kimmy sighed back. One of her hands gently stroked Rachel's back, while one of her hands gently massaged her temple.

"Maybe he really loves you sincerely. It's just a little extreme. I can't go too far. But I hope you make the right decision. Especially considering that there is currently a child in your womb. Your boys. Something very valuable that not everyone can have. Including me who until now has not been given the opportunity to conceive a child from Sam." Kimmy said as she wiped the tears on Rachel's cheek.

"I accept you here with open arms, as long as you want. But when do you want to go?.don't run from your problems..." Kimmy reminded me.

"Now look at him from his side. I'm sure he's as hard as you are right now. Especially now that he doesn't know where you are. He must be freaking out looking for you everywhere." Further again.

Rachel closed her eyes, bit her lower lip hard and gulped her saliva many times. His little heart justifies Kimmy's words.

"So, you want to stay over... Or do I want to take you back to her?"

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Geck... Geck.. Geck..

The sound of a knock on the car window makes Mahavir wake up from his sleep. He spread his gaze around for a moment, and was surprised to see the day that had changed by night. He quickly lowered his car window and looked at Merry who was standing next to his car door.

"Mr.Alister, are you still waiting? Didn't Miss Rachel leave an hour ago.." (*Mr Alister, are you still waiting? Didn't Miss Rachel leave an hour ago)

"... an hour ago??" He asked again, looking at the clock on his left wrist. He then grabbed his phone and dialed his penthouse number. Bik Inah who answered across the street said that her young mistress had not returned. Mahavir then contacted the bodyguard in charge of guarding his wife. Long enough until the phone finally connected. I don't know what the person in the phone call said, to make Mahavir's jaw harden and curse many times while hitting the steering wheel hard.

Again Mahavir contacted someone with his rage.

"Yes Young Master?" Answer at the end.

"Stuart, track my wife's whereabouts right now."

"Mrs Rachel?"

"How many wives is my wife?"

"Did he disappear again? Where are the people who look after him?"

"Shitt!! I don't have time to explain. Track him right now. I'll give you five minutes to track it." He said and turned off his phone. Rubbing his face violently and turning to look at Merry who was still faithful standing beside the car door with a look of astonishment.

"Where do you think she is?" (*where do you think he is?)

"I don't know sir." (*I don't know sir.) Merry replied with a lowered head.

Mahavir pinched his temple violently. Right now her mind is so messed up and so scared that Rachel leaves. Not until five minutes his phone rang and displayed a notification of an incoming message. Mahavir immediately opened a chat from Stuart.

"Do you know where this is? and whose house?" (*do you know where this is? and whose house?) Mahavir asked while showing the address on his phone to Merry.

"Looks like it's Miss Kimmy's house. I've been there once with Miss Rachel." (*It looks like Miss Kimmy's house. I was there with Miss Rachel.), Kimmy said. Then explain the address to Mahavir.

With lightning fast, Mahavir drove his vehicle towards Kimmy's house. Through all the red lights. There were even two vehicles that collided with each other as a result of avoiding the speed of his car.

Soon he parked his sports car next to a white van in a large yard with several Mapple trees around it. His long steps led him straight to the front of the door and pressed the bell impatiently.

As soon as the white-painted Mahogany door in front of him opened, Mahavir barged in. Kimmy was aghast and rounded his eyes to look at the uninvited guest.

"Where is she?" Mahavir asked by circulating his gaze into Kimmy's house.

"He.. He's asleep." Kimmy replied nervously and stammered.

"Where's the room?" Ask to go in more.

"Master.. Mr. Alister..." Kimmy held Mahavir by pulling his arm.

"I asked where is the room?" Mahavir asked with an intimidating look at Kimmy.

"On the top, on the right."

Mahavir hurried up the stairs to the top floor.

"He's asleep. You'd better pick him up in the morning." ask Kimmy while following Mahavir from behind.

Mahavir ignored Kimmy at all, he continued to move until finally in front of a room called Kimmy. As she was about to touch the door handle, Kimmy held her back.

"Master... Can't give him a little time alone. He's not going anywhere. He just needs time to calm down. If you act like this, he'll be even more depressed."

Mahavir was stunned in front of the door for a few seconds. Sighs repeatedly and rubs his face violently.

"How is he doing?"

"He's fine. I've given him medicine so he can calm down and rest."

"Medicine?"

"Ah, sorry. O.. The cure is safe for pregnant women."

Mahavir sighed once more then opened the door before him. Kimmy held him back once again.

"I just want to see it." Mahavir said as soon as his hand was smothered by Kimmy.

Kimmy finally nodded and pulled his hand from the top of Mahavir's hand. Mahavir went inside so slowly. For a moment Mahavir was silent and silent looking at the beautiful face that was sleeping in front of him. His breathing looked regular and did not feel disturbed at all by his presence.

"Does the drug contain sleeping pills?" Ask and again Kimmy just nodded.

"Then I will accompany him. I'll be gone before he wakes up."

"But..."

"If you can't, I'll take him right now."

Kimmy scratched his temple until he finally nodded. "Alright, but you have to leave before he wakes up...." Repeatedly. Then he walked out of the room and closed the door slowly.

Mahavir took off his longcoat and went inside the blanket and lay down beside his wife. Slowly he pulled Rachel's head, placed it over his arm and hugged her tightly.

Only the clanking of clockwork could be heard filling the silence between them. While his net was constantly staring at his wife's face without blinking a bit with his fingers moving gently stroking the smooth white cheeks.

Don't blame me if I end up possessive of you. I'm like this because of you...

Till any time, I'll never let you go... It will never be, baby...

Mahavir then gently kissed Rachel's lips. Slowly fill it in turns. But his turbulent desire wants more. Over time his gentle kisses turned wild. He also devoured his wife's lips so greedily. One hand moved around Rachel's curves. Even uncovers his shirt up and opens his Bra hook. His kiss dropped to his wife's neck until he finally moved to his chest. But when he would scoop his wife's chest, he finally realized. Quickly he fixed Rachel's clothes. Get out of bed in frustration. Mahavir again kissed his wife's forehead and finally opted out of the room.

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