Missing In The Heart
Chapter 88.Dilemmas.

Mahavir stood in the doorway, for a moment looking at his wife who was asleep for a few seconds until finally closing the door slowly. He almost made a mistake because he was carried away by his momentary feelings and passions. Mahavir let out a long sigh and then moved his foot towards the stairs.

"Mr Alister, aren't you accompanying her?" Asked Kimmy who had just come out of the next room, surprised Mahavir and broke his daydream.

Mahavir just nodded slowly in response.

"That's... Can I talk to you for a minute?" Pintanya while allowing Mahavir to sit on the sofa.

Mahavir turned around, nodded and sat down on the sofa which Kimmy had welcomed.

"Hmm.it...I represent Sam wants to apologize to you."

"Sam?" ask her by raising both eyebrows.

"Ah, he's my husband. Because she's your relationship with Rachel so..."

"What do you mean?"

"Sa. I also just found out earlier, if it turns out because Sam who showed you photos when observing Rachel on campus first, Rachel so know your identity.

"So..??" The surprised Mahavir immediately rounded his eyes looking at Kimmy. His jaw seemed to harden, while both hands clenched tightly until his handbooks turned white. It made Kimmy feel very intimidated.

"Whatever he says to you..."

"I.. That's....." Kimmy looked down afraid of mispronouncing.

"Tell me, don't be afraid of me..."

"She's just a story about your past, how you deceived her and how she feels right now. To be honest, Rachel's not ready for this....."

"I don't have the slightest intention of hurting him." He interrupted Kimmy's words.

"I know Mr. Alister. I also advised him. It's just that he still feels hurt the way you tricked him and it takes time to heal that wound."

Mahavir nodded and stood up. "Please take care of him. Make sure he's not going anywhere after waking up from his sleep."

"You don't have to worry. I'll deliver it myself when his feelings have improved."

"I hold your word." He said and finally continued his steps down the stairs. Kimmy followed behind him to close the door.

Kimmy breathed a sigh of relief after Mahavir's death. Mahavir's aura really intimidated him. After a few steps downstairs, Kimmy climbed the stairs to the top floor. But not yet reached the middle of the stairs doorbell again rang.

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The night is getting late. The air is dropping to its lowest temperature. Some of the streets are starting to look empty. But a sports car was seen breaking through those deserted streets.

Mahavir drove his vehicle so fast. One hand holds the steering wheel, while the other hand rests on the window glass frame of the car and continues to move to the edge of the temple. Occasionally he glanced towards his right side then sighed violently.

Right now his mind is really messed up and doesn't know what to do. He is now like he is not the real himself. He also realized it, but love seemed to make it dark to the eyes.

"AAARRRGGGHHH.." he shouted along with his flying fist hitting the steering wheel. Putting out something that felt tight on his chest.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After feeling calmer he again glanced to his right side, where the passenger seat beside him was inhabited by women who became the source of his mind chaos. Falling asleep like a sinless baby.

What should I do to you, dear so that you will accept me?

Should I lock you up so that I no longer run away from me?

His hand then reached out to touch the top of the woman's head and rubbed it gently. Afterwards, he linked his fingers between Rachel's fingers and grasped them tightly.

He had intended to give his wife time to calm down at Kimmy's house. But somehow he changed his mind when he left Kimmy's house. All the way from there he was restless. Fear returned to him. He was so afraid that Rachel would run further away from him. Just think he can't. Mahavir decides to turn back to Kimmy's house and take Rachel back with him. Let him be said to be possessive or what, the important thing is that his heart can feel relieved when the woman is within reach of his eyes.

The dilemma, perhaps the one he was feeling right now. On the one hand he did not want Rachel to be away from him, and on the other hand he also did not want Rachel to feel depressed even unhappy with him. But among them all his selfishness was more domineering.

For fifteen years he was able to hold himself back and was quite satisfied with just seeing the woman of his heart from a distance. Missing her secretly, helping her career path and guarding her without expecting anything in return.

But once he had felt the woman's life, waking up in the morning to see her face, hearing her laughter, and feeling her warmth made Mahavir greedy and could no longer control himself. For now anything will be done so that his wife can not leave him.

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Morning crept back up, bright sunlight penetrated through the cracks of the window. The pair of eyes that were sleeping finally piqued with the glare of the sun's tinge of light.

Rachel blinked her eyes, momentarily observing the ceiling of the room and then immediately woke up in confusion and astonishment when she found herself waking up in her own room. His hand raised his temple and remembered the incident before he fell asleep. But what he remembers is being in Kimmy's room and not where he is right now.

"I brought you back..."

The voice reflexively made Rachel's head look up and look to the side. The net immediately caught a male figure using a black t-shirt and dark brown material pants, sitting on a sofa that was not far from his bed. Both of his hands were folded in front of his chest with both eyes staring at him intensely.

"I waited for you in front of your office tirelessly, but you'd rather leave me..." He said again with a slow but emphasis intonation in each word.

Seeing no nausea reaction from Rachel with the smell of food, Mahavir got up and walked towards the nightstand. Taking the tray containing the food that was still warm then sitting on the side of the bed opposite Rachel and putting the tray on the lap of Rachel who was still looking at her in astonishment.

The man looked back at him for a while, his cold face full of emotion slowly softened. His hand was then raised grabbing the children's hair scattered on Rachel's face and tucking it behind the ears without feeling the slightest guilt.

"I told you, I'm not leaving you! I just need some time alone. Why are you taking me this way?" Rachel asked with a sharp look at Mahavir as if demanding an explanation.

"Eat first..." He said slowly, ignoring Rachel's question while scooping the porridge and lifting the spoon in front of Rachel's mouth.

Instead of opening her mouth, Rachel instead brushed the spoon away until Mahavir's hand shifted away and the spoon slammed into the floor.

Wh why?? Why is it that when I want to try to understand you, you destroy it again Virr...??

Netra Rachel stared at the male nanar who was in front of her. His breathing sounded hunting as if it was holding back an outpouring of emotions in his chest.

Mahavir took a deep breath trying to be patient. Smile for a few seconds and then speak softly. "Don't you know how worried I was when you disappeared?" Ask with disappointment.

Rachel shook her head and revealed her cynical smile. "Worry? If you were worried about me, you wouldn't take me without my knowledge like this!! If you're really worried about me you won't treat me like this." Getting angry. Both of his shoulders trembled and went up and down with his breath. Both of his eyes looked teary.

"I don't want to argue right now. So eat first. Charge your strength, for your sake and for our baby." He stood up and ignored Rachel's anger. "I'll get you a new spoon." His impression as he stepped towards the door.

Prangs... Prangs...

Rachel who felt ignored threw down the tray on her lap until it was all scattered on the floor.

Mahavir who had just stepped three steps turned back. Look at Rachel and all those scattered on the floor in turn. His clenched hands restrained themselves from being provoked by emotions.

"I'll get you a new breakfast." He said firmly and then turned back and stepped his feet.

"VIRR...." Call him, make Mahavir stop his steps.

"Can't you give me a little freedom? Without people following me secretly?" Rachel asked as she stared intently at Mahavir who was behind her.

"Sorry, I can't...! I don't want to risk anything anymore." Mahavir shouted without turning around and flinching in place.

"VIRR...!!" Shouts again. Made Mahavir finally turn around and look at him.

"I've said many times, I won't run away from you. I just need some time to be alone and think about all this. Can't you?"

"Could... But do it in this house. I'll move to the next room if you just want to be alone. From now on do everything in this house. You don't have to go out anymore. Work business, let Merry who's coming here take all your work." He said the circus and then stepped back until it disappeared behind the door.

"SNAKES..!! YOU FUCKING VIRR...!!!" Shouted Rachel with tears. Both of her hands were raised, covering her face and crying out.

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Rachel's been locked up in the penthouse for two weeks. Every time he tried to get out, someone would hold him at the door. The people who had been secretly following and guarding her all this time were now on guard at the front door of the penthouse so that her Young Madam could not go anywhere. Only Bik Inah and Merry are free to go in and out of the guard and Mahavir is occasionally out to do things at the Alister hotel.

During that time Rachel finally acted resignedly and followed all Mahavir's wishes. Will eat when served food, sleep when the time comes, work when Merry comes to bring his work and do all other activities such as directions from Mahavir.

The two were at the dinner table and facing each other for dinner. Only the clangs of spoons and forks clashed on the plates became the breakers of silence between them. Bik Inah who prepared dinner last night had gone home first because of the request of Mahavir who only wanted to be alone with Rachel in their penthouse.

Mahavir looked at the sitting woman before him with his blank look. Eat food in silence although it is very clear that he is so forced himself. No more smiles from her, no more sobs. It was as if his tears had dried up and his heart was numb. Rachel really makes herself like a Mahavir doll. Like a lifeless statue. Like a robot that moves according to Mahavir's will.

Unknowingly Mahavir shed his tears. No, it's not what Mahavir wants. He did all this not to keep his wife locked up but to keep her under his watch.

Mahavir put his spoon and fork on the plate with rough until it makes an echoing clang. But Rachel was not even surprised and flinched in her position. His expression was flat while finishing his meal.

"I'm done, I'll go back to the room and rest." Rachel spoke in a weak voice and then stood up without looking at Mahavir.

"I still want to talk...." Mahavir pinta.

Rachel nodded slowly and then sat back in her original position with her obedience.

Mahavir closed his eyes until a large enough clear grain fell from the corner of his eye. He rubbed his face and swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Then stood up and approached Rachel in her chair. Slowly Mahavir turned Rachel's chair to face him and he himself sat down in front of his wife.

Mahavir's hand moved to grab Rachel's two hands and gently kissed each back of her hand. Her tears spilled and fell on Rachel's back.

"Darling....want you to act like this to me?" He asked so desperately.

Rachel remained silent, her gaze still empty. It was as if his soul was somewhere else.

Seeing Rachel's cold attitude, Mahavir dropped his head on his wife's lap. "Please don't be like this baby, I'm sick of seeing you like this. You better vent your anger on me. Hit me as much as you want, make me as happy as you. But don't dwell on me like this...." The ink frustrated and then moved Rachel's two hands flailing her own head.

Both were silent for a moment. Only the sound of the clock ticking could be heard between them, until a weak voice from Rachel filled the silence.

"I'm just acting the way you want...." Rachel said softly, barely even heard while looking at the cityscape that flickered from behind the glass of the penthouse divider.

Mahavir raised his head, looked at Rachel's face and shook his head slowly. "I never wanted anything like this. I miss the old you, dear...."

"Slowly, I can't go back to what I used to..."

"Rachel...." Call it with a stuck stuffing. "Is there no generosity to accept me even if it is only half-hearted? I just want to be with you. Why do you hate me so much? Isn't there a little room for me even if it's just a little? A little, a little. Please leave half the place in your heart for me..... " The request with a clear, self-esteem as a man is no longer there. Her face was teary in front of Rachel.

Rachel closed her eyes, the tears she had held for two weeks had finally spilled. He then looked at Mahavir closely. His appearance was so chaotic, even Rachel only realized that the man had not even taken care of himself. Under his eyes was a black hollow and fine hairs began to grow to fill his chin area.

Unknowingly, Rachel's hands cupped Mahavir's cheeks and stroked him gently. Makes Mahavir's heart instantly warm.

"Why did you become like this Vir?"

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this time up lamaaaa....

You see, in addition to the busy author, the author's mother also suddenly hurts and needs more attention. So that the author's mind is divided and can not concentrate on writing.

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