Anya immediately called Abdi after leaving Rose Scent. She tried to calm her mind, not wanting to make Abdi worry when he saw her. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, wiping the tears that remained on her face.

It didn't take long for Abdi to arrive at the door of the mall and pick up Anya. ​​

Anya was trying to calm herself down. But even until she got into the car, Anya still looked a little confused. The light in her eyes seemed to dim.

Today was supposed to be her happy day because she got accepted to work at Rose Scent, the place she wanted to work.

But suddenly the world was turned upside down.

For a second you felt good, the world could make you feel sad in the next second.

Her meeting with Raka today was an unexpected event. She didn't even have time to prepare herself. She did not know that Raka would return to Indonesia. Her pleasant day was ruined and her mood seemed to have plummeted.

While sitting in the car, Anya propped her hand to the side while looking out the window. She didn't pay attention to the scenery outside. Her mind returned to her memories from the past.

Anya still clearly remembered the incident three years ago, when the man was disappointed in her. Three years ago, the year they separated. Their separation did not end well. She still clearly remembered the look on Raka's face, full of disappointment.

The man's eyes turned red because of the anger he felt. His voice, which usually sounded soft, sounded a little hoarse as he shouted at Anya, "Anya! Can our feelings, our relationships, be rewarded with money in your eyes?" He shouted hysterically, unable to believe what Anya had done.

"Raka, I can still live without you, but I can't live without money. We just don't get along. Our family backgrounds are very different. We better separate!" The words that came out of Anya's mouth stabbed like a knife. It wasn't only Raka's heart that was bleeding, Anya's own heart was also badly injured and bleeding.

On second thought, Anya felt that she had not changed at all. Three years ago, Anya gave up her love for Raka for money. Three years later, Anya also married Aiden for money.

Anya recalled the memories of three years ago like yesterday. How anger controlled Raka and disappointment radiated on his warm face. All of them were like sharp knives that stabbed Anya's heart repeatedly, leaving scars that were still gaping.

Three years later, they met again…

Anya did not think that she would meet Raka again. Much less hearing Raka said that he missed her so much. How should she face Raka if that man came back for her?

Anya sat in the car looking out the window. Tears continued to well up in her eyes, blurring her vision. She let her head turn to the side because she did not want Abdi to hear her cry. She didn't want Abdi to know that she was crying.

Anya tried to divert her mind by looking around her. She bit her lip to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. However, the pain in her heart was so great that it stifled her chest, making her breath a little faltering. She opened her mouth, took a deep breath to hold back her tears. But the tears seemed to make a freefall. She was helpless.

While still trying to hold back her tears, Anya looked out the window.

Abdi could see that Anya was crying. But from her gesture, Anya seemed to want to be alone. Anya didn't want Abdi to know that she was crying so Abdi decided to shut his mouth. He didn't dare to ask and didn't dare say anything.

From the driving seat, Abdi could feel the pain radiating from Anya. What made his master's wife cry this badly?

…

Once home, Anya saw that Aiden was not home yet. She felt a little relieved that she didn't have to face Aiden head-on. What should she do if she met Aiden? Her mind was currently in chaos. Even though the man couldn't see the marks of her crying, his instincts were so strong that he must have known something had happened.

Hana rushed over to her and asked about the results of the interview. Her face was a little worried seeing Anya's expression which was a little gloomy. She thought that the results were not as expected. Hana did not know that the expression on Anya's face was due to something else.

"Anya! How was the job interview?" She asked softly.

Anya forced a faint smile on her face, "I got accepted, Mom! Tomorrow morning I will start work." She replied, trying to look as happy as possible even though there was a storm in her heart. She didn't want to make Hana worry about her.

Anya's answer did not match Hana's expectation. She was sure she saw the gloomy expression on Anya's face earlier.

'Is it possible that Anya is just tired?' She immediately forgot the thought and congratulated her with all her heart.

Hana hugged Anya's body happily, "Congratulations! Don't forget to tell Aiden that tomorrow you will start working." She said as she patted Anya's shoulder.

Hana's words made Anya realize something. She hadn't told Aiden that she had been hired. As a wife, of course she had to ask her husband's permission. Moreover, she had to work every day. She didn't know whether Aiden would give permission or not.

"I'll call him immediately." Anya said to Hana. Then, she walked to the room and changed her clothes.

After she'd done changing, she sat on the edge of her bed and pulled out her cell phone to call Aiden. One time, two times, three times… Aiden didn't pick up the phone.

'Is Aiden busy?' Anya decided to call him one more time. If this last call were not answered, she would wait until Aiden returned.

…

Meanwhile in Aiden's office, Harris looked worried when he saw his master's expression. Aiden was in a bad mood. Aiden's cell phone rang and the screen showed Anya's name, but the man made no effort to reach for her as if he didn't want to pick up.

He just got information from the guards who he ordered to follow Anya that Anya met Raka. Plus, Abdi told him that Anya was crying in the car.

He knew why the woman was crying alone in the car.

'That's because Anya loves Raka so much…'

Raka had been in Anya's life since she was a child. Aiden knew how special Raka was to Anya.

After three years of separating, Anya couldn't fall in love anymore. It was not because Anya was busy with her studies and work, but because she couldn't fall in love with any man other than Raka. The name seemed to be etched into her heart forever.

'Raka Mahendra…'

Raka was still like a gaping wound in Anya's heart. The wound seemed not dry, and it stung to any touch.

But now Raka had returned to Indonesia!

"Why did Raka Mahendra come home early? Shouldn't he be home next month?" Aiden asked Harris.

"Maybe it's a new urban development project, sir." Harris said. But he knew that was not the answer. He knew very well that there was another answer that could not be denied.

"Or maybe because Mrs. Anya..." Harris's voice grew smaller and smaller, but Aiden could still hear him.

Aiden's forehead frowned at Harris's words. He knew it was reality, but it was hard to accept it.

"Mrs. Anya seemed to look shaky after meeting Raka Mahendra all of a sudden." Harris said, trying to remind Aiden.

"Hmm ... But now Anya is my wife and forever she will remain Anya Atmajaya..." Said Aiden, his gaze seemed to wander so far away.

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