After a few days in the hospital, Amel was finally allowed to go home. She then turned to her brother who had just entered the room."Are you okay, Amel? Is it okay to go home now?"Ethan immediately approached the woman. Of course, he was worried if she decided to go home, even though she had been in the hospital for more than three days. However, he wanted to make sure that she was okay before actually deciding to go home.Amel quickly nodded her head. After all, she would say that she was fine. She certainly felt bored if she was constantly in the hospital, despite occasionally going to the park and looking around there. But still, the boredom was always present. She wanted to go home as soon as possible and lay down on the soft bed, even though the hospital bed was soft too. But still, she wanted to go home and leave this hospital."I'm already fine, Hyung-nim. There's no need to worry about me. If I stay here, I'll feel crazy," Amel said honestly to her brother, hoping that he wo
"Aren't we going back to the city, Ethan?" It had been a few days since they had been in the village, and of course Amel missed the city, especially since she had started working there. Citra who heard Amel's words could only remain silent. Her gaze shifted to Ethan, where the man was also silent. It seemed like Ethan was still confused about how the three of them would proceed. However, the three of them obviously couldn't stay in the village all the time, there was something to do in the city, including the man's company. "We should really go back to the city, Ethan. It's impossible for us to stay in the village all the time," Citra finally said, trying to give the three of them a solution. Although there was actually a feeling of unwillingness to leave the village, she was quite at home here. However, she couldn't be selfish and keep them all in the village. Ethan turned his head towards Citra. To be honest, he had been thinking about this since yesterday. They really could
"How could you turn off the phone, Citra? Don't you know that we're worried about you?"After entering the house, Citra was immediately interrogated by her parents. The woman sighed, not expecting at all that her parents would interrogate her like this. Even though she had just returned home. Couldn't the two of them just let her rest and not ask her something that would make her feel a little upset?"Can I rest first, Mom? I really feel tired from traveling so far."Hearing the words from Citra, the middle-aged woman sighed. She wanted to interrogate and straighten things out, but in the end, she also didn't want to make her daughter run away again. So, inevitably, the middle-aged woman nodded her head and just let her daughter enter the room rather than arguing and making her daughter leave again."Alright, then, Citra, you get some rest first."Instantly, Citra nodded her head, not expecting at all that her mother would agree to her wishes. Whereas before, her mother would always f
"I heard that Miss Citra has returned to her home, sir." Martin, who was spinning with his laptop, immediately looked at his subordinate who had just entered his room. These few days he had been so busy with the company's sudden surge that he had not been privy to any news. He also did not hold a cell phone for two days and did not expect at all if a woman who had been waiting for a few days ago had returned home. Martin then closed the laptop screen, looking seriously at his subordinate, trying to ascertain whether his hearing was okay or not, considering he had just been so focused on his laptop and didn't really hear what his subordinate was saying. "Citra's home?" asked Martin trying to clarify his hearing, at which point his subordinate nodded his head, indicating that he hadn't misheard. But why hadn't Citra's parents tried to contact him at all? Or had they both contacted him, but he was too busy with his business to notice that Citra's parents had called him? In a hurr
Martin stared in disbelief at the middle-aged woman in front of him. Was he not hearing it wrong right now? How could the middle-aged woman say that she would not marry him off to Citra? It seemed like he had indeed misheard, making him then look seriously at the middle-aged woman, trying to get confirmation of what he had heard."Can you open the gate for me, Tante? I want to meet Citra," Martin said, wondering if he had heard wrongly, and there was no way that Citra's mother could have said she wouldn't marry him off. It was something so impossible, it would never happen. He was sure that the middle-aged woman really liked him as a son-in-law. From the very beginning, it was the middle-aged woman who had always supported her to marry Citra.Citra's mother sighed at Martin's words. She had clearly said that she would not marry Martin to Citra. Now she realized that she had gone too far and forced Citra to marry someone she didn't love, something that would only make her regret her de
Feeling very upset, Martin decided to get back into his car parked in the apartment. He was so angry, how could a security guard stop him and threaten to report him to the police just because he wanted to get into the apartment? Really, this can't be allowed. Of course Martin would give the security guard a warning. He wouldn't let the security guard treat him like this.After getting into the car, the man didn't immediately drive off, but instead waited there. His feelings at this moment were really so chaotic. Citra's parents decided not to marry Citra off to him, and now she couldn't teach the man who lived in this apartment a lesson. This made him feel really upset. How could her day be so messed up like this? Couldn't she get what she wanted?"What's wrong with me, God? Why can't I get whatever I want? I just want love to marry me. Is that so hard?"Martin banged the steering wheel of the car. By now, the man really couldn't contain his anger anymore. Several times he tried to ea
"Martin came here just now, Citra."Citra, who was combing her hair, immediately turned to her mother. The woman was naturally shocked by the information given by her mother. Was she not currently mishearing? How could that man still dare to come here after she had rejected him outright? Shouldn't he have stopped coming and bothering her? Then Citra approached her mother. For some reason she suddenly felt afraid that her mother still wanted her to marry Martin, even though it was clear that she would never want to marry Martin and would leave if she was forced to."But Mommy isn't forcing me to marry Martin again, is she?" Citra asked, trying to look at the middle-aged woman in front of her. Would the middle-aged woman understand her feelings this time and no longer impose her own will? Or would she leave again and never return to this house?Citra's mother flashed a smile. Clearly, she knew that her daughter would never like Martin, and she would not make the mistake again. She would
Moments later, the car Citra was driving arrived at a large apartment in the city. She got out with the fruits that she had bought before deciding to come to Ethan's apartment.A security guard immediately greeted Citra, and from the way the security guard acted, it seemed as if he had known for quite some time the woman who had just gotten out of the car and walked over."Are you going to meet Mr. Ethan, Miss Citra?" the security guard asked in a friendly manner to the woman in front of him. Obviously, he would be friendly to someone who frequently came to this apartment, especially if his intention was not to disturb, but to meet someone who lived in the apartment.Quickly, Citra nodded her head, agreeing to the question the security guard had just asked her. "Yes, sir. I would like to meet the owner of this apartment, who is none other than Ethan. Is he in the apartment or has he left?" Citra asked back while looking seriously at the security guard in front of her.The security gua