The Cold Wife
Chapter 2

"Good morning, sir." Greet the owner of the soft voice and also smile sweetly at Alex.

Yes, she was the woman who accidentally collided with Alex earlier.

Alex was fascinated by her beauty. However, the feeling disappeared instantly. When I found out that girl was Jeremy's son. Sweet's. The girl he was asked to marry.

Very quickly he changed clothes. Didn't he look much more polite? And now her clothes alone look more like comfort women. Inner Alex

Alex kept a close eye on Sweet's appearance. From hair to toe. The girl's clothes were quite open, making Alex a little lost to look at her.

*What is this so-called good girl*? He's too small for me. Alex is back.

"I'm not interested in children, not in my taste." Alex said casually.

Sweet was stunned to hear it. Both of his hands clenched tightly. His heart was filled with resentment after hearing the man's sneer.

"Yes, you're right, sir. I was a kid. Nor have I ever thought of marrying a parent like you, Dear Mr. Digan." Sweet's reply was full of emphasis. His sweet attitude turned cold.

Since then, he has refrained from being sweet. However, the man's words really affected him. And take off the mask he put on with great difficulty.

Goddamn bum! How could I marry him? Basic cruel man, even my feet trembled at the sight of his gaze. Sweet in my heart. I don't know why he was so upset to hear Alex's insults. It wasn't just Alex who thought of him as a child. There have been many other men who have responded the same as Alex. But Alex's words managed to scratch his heart.

Jeremy gave a sharp look at Sweet. However, the girl still remained with her expression. Looking at Alex doesn't like it. But unlike Alex, he still put on a flat face and relaxed.

"Sweet, apologize to Mr. Digan," Jeremy got up from his seat, "Master, sorry for my daughter's disrespect."

"Would your daughter finish school first, then you can choose a future husband." Alex still let out a sneer and got up from his seat. Somehow he was so happy when he saw the girl's annoyed face. Alex also approached Sweet who was still unmoved because he held back the annoyance of Alex.

"You're great, your attitude has changed in such a short time. A woman like you, any time you can pounce, beautiful lady." Alex whispers right in Sweet's ear. Sweet's face instantly met with red, restraining an emotion that was about to explode.

"Suck!" To push Alex's body violently. Alex has a big body. So what Sweet did was completely useless.

"Mr Santonio, maybe next time we discuss this issue again. I'm tired, thanks for the time." After saying that, Alex left. Ignoring Sweet whose emotions have been changed.

After Alex's departure. Jeremy pulled his daughter's hand. Forcibly takes the girl out of the airport and pushes Sweet into the car violently.

In the car, Sweet could only keep his mouth shut. He knew his father was angry.

"You're disappointing me, Sweet."

"Sorry, Dad." Sweet turned his face out the window. His previous sense of sadness had not subsided.

"Tomorrow, apologize directly to him. There is no rejection" Jeremy said.

Hearing that, Sweet looked over. Staring at Jeremy with a disappointed look.

"Dad, what's the need to do that? Even he doesn't want me" Sweet protested.

"I don't need your opinion, go apologize."

"Dad...." Jeremy held up his hand. Warn Sweet not to argue anymore. The girl seemed to be breathing heavily. And the atmosphere became quiet. Only the roar of the car broke the silence. They were swept away in each other's minds.

***

Arriving at the Mansion. Alex is definitely heading for the bedroom. He's really tired. The long journey and the impromptu meeting managed to drain his energy. He also dropped himself on the bed. Closing eyes that feel heavy because of the feeling of fatigue.

Just a few minutes. The sound of knocking on the door kept Alex awake.

"Who?" he shouted in annoyance.

"Mala, Dad. Do you want to eat or have coffee?" sahut a woman named Mala from behind the door. He was Alex's adopted son.

Nirmala Putri Digantara's. The woman Alex loved. Although it is not his flesh and blood.

Alex opened the door. Looking at her daughter with a gentle look. The annoyance was gone somewhere.

"Coffee?" mala asked with a sweet smile. Alex nodded in response.

"alright. Soon the order will come, sir." Guru Mala's. Alex smiled at her as she gently rubbed the woman's head.

Somewhere else. Sweet enters a luxurious mansion owned by his parents. He must have walked to the room in shaky steps. Until a voice managed to hold its pace.

"Sweety." A voice he knew very well. Sweet turned his head, looking at the person who had called his name.

A middle-aged woman walked up to him. She is Sweet's mother. Charlotte Santonio.

"Mom, what's wrong?" ask Sweet lazy. The anger was not gone yet.

"You're making Daddy mad again?" tanya Charlote looked at Sweet questioningly.

"Sorry, Mommy. I didn't mean to make Daddy mad. I'm tired, Mom." Sahut Sweet. He was lazy to argue with Mommy.

Charlote looked to be sighing heavily. Her smooth hand started grabbing Sweet's arm.

"Rest, Mommy has to go again." Charlote kissed Sweet's forehead gently. Getting such treatment Sweet's feeling was much calmer. Even he wanted to stay close to his Mommy.

"Mom, can't it stay for a while? I need Mommy," Sweet's pinta hugged her foster mother longingly.

"I'm sorry, Sweety. Mommy can't, there's still a lot of work that Mommy has to finish." Charlote broke her embrace. Swiping Sweet's head gently. Sweet was disappointed to hear that answer.

"Yes, I already know the answer." Sweet released his hand from Charlote's grasp. He hurried to leave Charlote. The middle-aged woman did not feel astonished anymore by her daughter's attitude. It's like that sweet's nature since long ago. When disappointed, Sweet will immediately leave his interlocutor.

Arriving in the room. Sweet dropped himself on the bed. He hugged his favorite pillow with a distant look. It feels like crying, but it's free. The crying would not help him to resolve the matter this time.

Sweet kept thinking hard. About how tomorrow he'll face the Daddy. Especially facing Alex at his father's request. He was not ready to meet the cruel man. Several times Sweet exhaled a rough breath.

"I'm tired of thinking about everything. I'd better soak myself," he said as he walked to the bathroom. Want to let go of all the fatigue in him.

***

In the morning, Sweet was already looking neat. His long hair he styled with messy up-bun style. She wears a peach-colored blazer combined with a white knee-length skirt. Don't forget his favorite handbag. After being satisfied with his appearance, he rushed down. Do the usual breakfast he did on a regular basis.

As always, the dining room is empty. Only silence accompanies Sweet. With a sense of laziness, Sweet began to eat food. Hungry or not, Sweet must keep swallowing food into the stomach. Because he has acute acid reflux disease.

"Here's your lunch, Sweet." Sister Lyla gave Sweet lunch. It has also been a habit since childhood.

"Thank you, Lyla. Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet, I'll be eating." Sister Lyla is sitting next to Sweet. Look at the girl's goal. Sweet who felt noticed immediately looked over. Replying to the gaze of the middle-aged woman he had already considered to be his own mother.

"Is there a problem?" sister Lyla asked with a full glance.

"No, I'm just tired. Maybe I need a vacation" Sweet said. He refused to tell me what really happened.

"I took care of you from childhood and know what's on your mind, Sweet. Tell me if something's stuck in your heart, I'm ready to listen." Sister Lyla further deepened her gaze. Sweet turned his head, returning the woman's gaze. Then he slammed into Lyla's arms.

"Lyla, I miss my mom. I want to go back to Indonesia, I miss my hometown." Sweet tightly hugged the slender body of the woman who had been taking care of him since childhood. He did not weep, only he broke all his heart.

"I know that. One day, you will definitely go back there. It's just not the time yet" Lyla stroked Sweet's back affectionately.

"You're right, Lyla." Sweet broke his embrace.

"Now, don't continue to be sad. Go on with your life and live it with sincerity. It's gonna end beautifully, trust me."

Sweet nodded with a smile.

"Where to go, it's almost noon. You can be scolded by Mister," said Lyla tidying Sweet's hair. Sweet nodded back.

Sweet worked for Jeremy's company. He served as Finance Manager. It was certainly in accordance with Jeremy's wishes. In fact, Sweet himself had aspirations of becoming a doctor. However, God's destiny did not give him permission to accomplish that. He had to accept whatever destiny was in his life right now.

Since childhood, Sweet has been used to being a doll that is fully controlled by his father. And swallowed all the sweet bitter taste in his life.

"Ok, bawel. I'll go first" said Sweet kissing Lyla's cheek. Then the girl immediately left.

Lyla continued to monitor until the girl disappeared from her sight.

"May you quickly find happiness" said Sister Lyla, sighing. Then he immediately tidied up the leftovers on the table.