RHIANNA
I weakly sat on my bed and worriedly looked on my phone. Where are you, Andrew? The darkness already filled the blue sky, but he is still not home. I can't help myself but to think his safety.
I dialed his number again and for the last time, he answer my call. I heave sigh in relief.
"Hello?"
"Then what will gonna happened with us? Are we going to end our relationship like that?"
"No. We will keep our relationship. You know that I don't care about her. I can't even say her name. You are my love and not her. So let's stay, please..."
"[But, you are her husband. . .]"
"In the paper, yes and you are the one I love."
"[Okay. Then, let's stay. I love you, Drew."
"I love you more, babe."
I end my call without even saying a word again. I've heard enough. I want to believe that I dialed a wrong number even if I know that it's a lie.
"Ma'am Rhianna, here's the drink that you tell me. Here's the handkerchief too."
Because of the attention I gave to my phone, I haven't notice the arrival of my maid. I smile to her and get the milk that I asked her. I also get the handkerchief that she handled to me 'cause I also haven't noticed that my tears was already falling to my cheek.
"Ma'am, it's not that I mind your business but are you still not going to sleep? It's already late and I afraid that you'll a cold for staying all night."
My yaya stare at me with worried look. I smile to her to ease her mind.
"I'm okay. I'm still waiting for Drew. You can take a rest now, Yaya."
Even if she's not contented to my answer, she nodded and walk outside my room. One week have passed since Drew and I got married and since before we got married, I already know that he is not totally mine.
I know it's my fault. I love the person that busy to love someone else. But I don't care. Atleast, I love him and I believe that someday, he will going to love me too. One more thing, I know that everything is my fault so I can't blame him if he is happy to someone else.
My mind went to reality when the door of my room suddenly open. Drew walked like a zombie and I can smell from afar the alcohol that he drinks. I stand up and walk to his direction. I help him to lay on the bed.
"Drew, are you okay? It's already late. Why did you late to come home? Did you know that I-"
"I don't wanna hear your voice, animal. Stay away with me. Don't touch me!"
"But your drunk and-"
"I said shut up!"
I can't help myself but to bite my lips when I heard his shout.
"You know? It's your fault! It's your fault why Samantha is sad right now! You are stupid! You are selfish and you wanted me to be your own! Get out of me, but before that, I just wanted you to know that I will never love someone animal like you." Drew stared at me with disbelief, but I can't stare back at him.
I lost my strength because of his stares.
I didn't say a word and just walk out from the room. I wonder how many times now? How many times did he say that I am animal and never treated me as a person? I can't even count now about that.
It's hurt... It's so hurt, but isn't you feel the exact pain if you really love a person? That's why as long as I can still handle, I will keep my patience.
I get out to the room and go to the restroom without looking to anything. From there I burst into tears that I still prevent to fall infront of him.
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"Here. You can drink the coffee I made. I'm pretty sure that you still have hang-over." I put the coffee I made infront of him.
He actually get it as soon as I put if so I can help but to made a smile. However, my smile faded when he suddenly poured the coffee to me.
"Tss. You make my day ugly. Get out at my sight before I lost my control again. Tsk. Its still early in the morning, but an animal is standing infront of me."
I didn't mind his words and even the pain I am feeling right now because of the coffee. still force a smile infront of him.
"Did you have a headache? Oh my, the coffee is gone. Don't worry, I will make you-"
"Shut up, okay?! Can't you see? My head is hurt so don't you dare talk to me! I feel like I will lost my head while talking to you!" He shouted at me again.
I stop talking just like what he said. I get the glass and wash it to the kitchen. While washing the glass, I can't help myself but cry again.
"Ma'am, are you fine? Let me do the work."
I look at my maid that I haven't notice that she already standing beside me.
"I-I'm okay, Rhea. Let me handle this. Please, make a coffee again for Andrew." I still sobbing while talking to my maid.
She left me and do what I have said to her. It's happening again. This scene is like a hobby that always happening everyday and now, I feel like I'm used to it.
"Ma'am, the mother of Sir Andrew has arrived!"
After hearing the statement of my maid, I rush to the second floor to change my clothes. Its not okay to walk wearing like this infront of Andrew's mother. There is still some stains of coffee left on my dress. . .
After changing, i hurriedly go down to the first floor to face the mother of Andrew.
"Hi, Tita Martha." I greetted her with a smile and we kiss to each other's cheeks.
"Hello, my dear. So, how's your husband? Did he hurts you?" Aunt Martha smiled back at me.
"No. He is a good husband until now. Right, Drew?" I looked at Andrew's direction.
"Yes, Mom. I will not gonna hurt her." Andrew walk to my direction and kiss me to my lips.
How I wish that he is telling the truth to his mother.
By the way, in front of his mother, we acted like this. We always look like a perfect couple in front of them. Why? Because if didn't act like this, I think there is a possibility that we die.
I am Rhianna Marques-Gonzales. My husband is Andrew Chielo Gonzales. I really loves him, but he really hates me.
Yeah, I know that he really hates me. I am still a human and I can still feel the pain. The only woman that he loves since before is Samantha May Cortez. Actually, I envy her because Drew love her and not me, but I can do nothing about it.
This is our story. The story that maybe it will never told as happy ending.