BAIDER (ENGLISH VERSION)

ANMELA’S POV

I don’t care if I see her topless body. I consider him as a brother. He removed it.

“Really? Are you not awkward to see my body?” He asked with a frown, glancing at my face as if he was studying my expression.

“Everyone has a body. I always see like that in the hospital. I’m a nurse though.” I explained.

I was just surprised when he hugged me tightly. “I can not breathe.”

I don’t know. It’s not really easy to get angry. I also don’t know how to hurt people. Seems like I’m too kind?

“Anmela,” I frowned as her tears dripped down my back. “I love you.” I was stunned. I was stuck in the seat.

“All my life I’ve always thought of you. Anmela, I love you…” He paused. “Before, I had a hard time hiding because I knew you wouldn’t love me back. I can see that in you.”

I gasped for air. Because of his drunkenness, he was telling random things. That all came from his heart, I was seeing it through his eyes.

“It hurts to see you like this.” I tapped his back, comforting him with all the way I knew. I stroked his hair and let her cry on my shoulder.

This is all I can do for him. It also hurts to see that my friend is in pain because of me.

My brain lightened as I thought of the best way to make his drunkenness disappear.

I supported him and carried him to the bathroom. Her eyes widened. He jumped as I poured water on his body.

The smirk formed on my lips as I saw that his expression became active again. He came back to reality.

“What, are you okay?” I smiled at him.

He nodded and looked at himself, “My clothes are wet.”

“Next time, drink responsibly. Come and change your clothes first. Have you eaten before you drink?”

“Tsk.”

I turned to the speaker and my eyes widened when I saw Laurent. He was leaning his shoulder on the wall, the arms were folded and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Laurent…

My world seemed to stop for a moment. My heart was pounding. I could not believe he was here. I blinked two times. I was making sure that he was here for real.

He did not disappear or what! He is here! Why is he here?

“Are you done flirting?” He asked rudely.

“What are you doing here?” I also frowned at the question.

“I’m leaving, Anmela.” I turned to Ardent as I heard his voice.

Laurent was so upset when he saw Ardent without a shirt. “Why does he has no shirt, Anmela?”

I ignored Laurent. I focused on Ardent. “Wait, Ardent.”

I left them for a moment and took the dress from the closet. These were Laurent’s clothes that he used when he was living here. I could not throw them away. I also got a towel.

I passed Laurent who was now looking badly. He was closing his fist. I could see the lividness in his eyes and the clenching of his jaw. He was trying to control himself.

“You’ll get sick. Wear these.” I rubbed Ardent’s head using a towel before handing the clothes to him. “Put it on first. Can you drive home? Do you want to eat before leaving?”

He picked it up and smiled before glancing at Laurent and looking back at me. “I’ve eaten. Thank you.”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Get dressed first. Okay?” I reminded him.

He went into the bathroom again. I could see that Laurent was still standing as he looked at me. I did not speak.

What is he doing here? He’s going to mess with me again! He will ruin my life again.

“I’m leaving, Anmela. I’m one call away if you need me,” he emphasized the word need then glanced at Laurent. He came over and kissed my forehead. “Call me when your guest does something bad.”

I nodded. I walked him through the door and waved my hand. “Be careful.”

He just said his farewell before leaving. closed the door, but I left it unlocked.

I confronted Laurent. I wanted to high my voice to him or even raise an eyebrow, but I had no strength to be rude to him. It was not my personality.

I just stared at him with my two eyebrows up. He was looking at me sharply. My chest ached and was very sore because of the pain he caused.

Now that he’s here I don’t know how to deal with him. It still hurts that he left me.

“Is he your boyfriend now?” He asked irritably. “How many times have I seen him sleeping here?”

My eyes widened. Seen? What does that mean?

But instead of answering him I turned my back on him.

“The door is open. I’m going to sleep. Just go home anytime you want.” I insisted on not being emotional so I would not hug him.

He left me and then he just came back suddenly? Just like that? As if nothing happened?

To my surprise, he suddenly lifted me up, ran towards the room and laid me down on the bed.

I prevented my eyes from crying because I knew in myself, I missed the way he lifted me. The way he carried me like a baby. The time he looked at me with all of his love and admiration. The feeling of his presence beside me.

It pained my heart because everything we built together, the memories we shared together came into vain the moment he was out of my life.

“I left you! I left you already! But no matter what I do. I caught myself coming back to you and then coming back again.” The heavy emotion was written on his face until his eyes became sore, the tears flowed as he gazed at me.

“You think you’re the only one who’s miserable? I’m even more miserable especially when I endure the pain of seeing you with Ardent and what? He’s sleeping here?” I watched the droplets of liquids that kept streaming on his face. Seeing him like that made me sob silently.

“I keep thinking that you love me. You’ll not do anything with him… Without you it’s like hell.” He was sniffing the mucus from his nose. The spark of pain and suffering was growing as he continued talking. “The day would never end if I don’t see you. Although I was just… looking at you from the distance. ”

He sat on the bed and washed both palms of his hands on his face. He cried and cried, but no sound came out from him. At the same time I was crying. I felt a variety of emotions. I didn’t know how I would react to the situation. I felt like I swallowed my tongue because of the pain in my heart.

“Why did you leave me?” Finally I burst out the intense question that kept repeating in my head for almost a month without him.

“Because I’m scared. I’m scared of my own family!”

My mouth dropped open at what he said. “Why?”

“You can’t understand that, another family’s secret.” He slowly approached and hugged me so tight. “I’m so jealous, Baby Girl. I’m so jealous and hurt! The pain was not leaving me! I couldn’t take it anymore and showed up to you. I’m being killed every day without you.”

Does that mean he’s been looking at me from a distance for a long time? So my instinct was right? Someone was following me and it was Laurent?