The Heartbreak, The Goodbye, The Hello Again

Heart Tells The Truth

He is suddenly getting on one knee. He opens a sapphire box cautiously. Then, it hits me. He is going to propose me!

“Rachel. We're together for years. You know that I am not really good with words. So, I'll ask you right to the point. Baby, will you give me a honour to spend our lifetime together? Will you marry me?”

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As if its a cue, I get up so abruptly. I am panting so hard. It wasn't a dream, it is a part of my memories. Bad memories. Asking me why? Because everything about him is bad. In my eyes. I thought that I am done with him. But I guess, it just what I thought, not the truth. I am not over him. Sadly, maybe I can't even do that.

At least, I don't love him. I just... hate him till death. What he had done to me year ago is unforgiven. Is it?

Knock... knock...

The sound bring me back to reality.

“Rachel? Are you awake? It's 8. 30 a.m now. We must go to office as soon as possible.”

There he is. The sound of my hero. Someone who saved me from killing myself (again), when it happened. Alexander Knight. For the last three months, we're living together under one roof. But, just it. There's no romantically feeling involved. We stay at different bedroom. We are just friend, a good one. We'd saved each other.

Shit! Then I remember what Alex told me seconds ago. Office. Yeah—we're operating this huge business empire together. From a startup to be a biggest one. More than friend, we're also business partner. A match one for sure. If it was not, then surely our business already bankrupt long time ago.

“Oh, yeah. Alex. Wait for a minutes. I'll prepare myself first. I just got up few minutes ago,” I said embrassed with my lame behaviour.

“Okay then. Loose yourself a little bit, Cupcake. We're not that late. On top of it, we're the boss anyway.”

I choose to ignore him. I don't like his point of view about the boss has all the right to coming late. No, the boss is—for the fact, a role model for the employees. Give them a bad example, then don't expect a good work at all from them. Well, at least, Alex had not tried to pull an act so far. If he ever dare to do so, I'll make sure to kick his ass. And fortunately, he knows me that well.

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My nose attacked with a mouthwatering aroma once my feet stepped into the kitchen. Alex and his cooking skill. No doubt. I even dare him to go challenge the real chef out there.

I get to see a good view if I can have my word. Alex, now, is preparing the breakfast on the kitchen bar. A man, a fine species of it, preparing a good meal for you. What I had done to be deserve a good treat like this.

Without thinking to much, I practically jump onto him. I hug him hard. I bet, my position right now isn't as different as baby koala. Being a steady man, Alex catch me perfectly. Without any effort if I may add.

“You have to stop jumping on me without warning like this, Rachel. If my reflect is not this good, you'll ended on the floor. You know?” He scolded me (again).

Yes, it's not the first time I do this. I don't know, I just love the warm of his body whenever we're in the position like this. No! Don't dare to say that I have a sexual frustration. Because I don't picture this in sexual way.

“What can I do, huh? It's your fault. I love to jump on you,” I argue shamelessly.

“Whoaaaa... you're really something else, right? Now, Cupcake, get on your feet. We need to eat and then heading to office. We don't want to come late, do we?”

I nod. He is cautiously dropped me on my feet. We sit on the stool and start to eat our breakfast. A delicious one.

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“Davina, good morning.”

I greet my PA, which has close enough relationship with me to be labelled as bestfriend. Her eyes meet me. But, she doesn't smile. She looks at me with sad eyes. What happened to her?

“Bestie, what's wrong?” I ask.

She sighed. Then, she gave me a white lily and a blue envelope.

“He found you, Rachel. That bastard.”

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