Melissa, The Lost Memory
Chapter Thirty Two

"Where are we going?" melissa asked because she felt foreign to the direction of the trip. Since Mario drove, Brad never even once said where they were headed.

Until the car began to enter the courtyard of a resort in the North Jakarta area. The resort in the outermost area of the capital is one of the places to stay with jetset facilities designed for a vacation spot from the hustle and bustle of the metropolitan atmosphere.

"You rest here, honey!" brad orders casually at Melissa whose face still looks gawking as Mario takes her to a place that is not his home.

Resti opened the driver's side door and rushed to open the door for Melissa. So does Mario who follows Resti to serve his boss.

Brad's arrival to this resort, seems to have been prepared early. All that is seen from the readiness of all employees in this luxurious inn. Once Brad's car and several escort cars arrived at the resort, several security personnel immediately secured the entire area. And the resort also closed the entrance.

"You want me to stay here?" Melissa lambasted Brad with a question she knew the answer to right away. Because, Melissa must make a plan next and can not stand here alone.

Brad invites Melissa to follow the room boy who will take them to the room that has been provided while exclaiming, "Stay here until I return!"

"No, Om! I can't. I can't be finished." Melissa turned around to get out of the resort.

However, his steps came to a halt with several muscular men who were at all times waiting for Brad's orders. They're going to head off Melissa's escape here.

"Res, accompany me here!" Brad again reminded Resti to stay on guard to accompany Melissa at this resort.

Melissa was led into a super luxurious room. The facilities are even able to exceed luxury suites in star hotels.

"Have you forgotten this place?" ask Brad before he intends to leave Melissa in this resort room.

Melissa, who had been sitting on her back to Brad, now turned her position so she could see clearly what her husband's face was like. Then he nodded to answer Brad's question.

"Here we first met, until I bought this place. Because this place is so historic for us, honey."

"Bas hypocritical, since when do I know you cantaloupe rice? Don't you fucking say it!"

"I'm sorry I forgot about that," Melissa replied as if regretting her lost memories. But Melissa could swear by anything, never for a second considering Brad at the resort he said he had bought.

"Just don't mess around, stay here and don't do anything stupid!" Brad stood up from his position he really hoped that someday Melissa could understand his wishes.

"What's stupid, anyway? My feeling is dumb? Nih old man long ago nyselin."

"Yes-yes, you're so damn bad?" melissa grumbled by bending her face one third of the whole which indicated that she was upset.

By looking at such a thing, not getting emotional, Brad even more anxious and fad ruffled Melissa's tanned hair. And the other unexpected thing, before leaving Brad had dipped the head of the wife.

"I'm leaving first, wait for me to come back quietly!"

"Great shit, I must take a bath of 7 wells!"

**

As long as Brad isn't around, not even Resti takes his eyes off Melissa. Not a second. The woman's bodyguard has been sworn to always accompany Melissa according to her work SOP.

Even when Melissa was about to go to the bathroom, Resti intended to participate and ended up with a debate with Melissa. Fortunately, Resti relented, if it could not be the length of his business if he had a dispute with his boss' wife.

"Resti, you saw my bag, didn't you? There's a wallet and a cell phone that's important to me."

"Oh, the bag and the contents were brought by the father, Mom! looks like you took him to Senayan."

"Eh, busyet .. that's my stuff. It's sekate-kate emang." Melissa's emotions are more fiery because not only this once Brad applies arbitrarily.

Not to be outdone, Melissa deliberately did as she pleased. Even he insisted on asking for this and that food to throw off his upset taste. However, all of that can actually be obeyed by the resort.

In addition to wanting a variety of snacks, Melissa also invited Resti to drink the wine she had asked for earlier.

Resti asked Brad for permission to bring a bottle of wine that Melissa wanted.

"Looks like you need a stress reliever, sir!" persuade Resti on the phone because Melissa threatened to drown herself in the bathtube.

"Okay, bring premium quality wine to mom. But make sure you don't drink too much."

Resti was relieved with permission from Brad. At least, bad things like drowning in the bathtub failed to happen by him.

"Hufft ... " Resti breathed a sigh of relief.

His mind wandered far into the years that had passed. He remembered what happened a few years ago.

Where there is a child who is about 7 years old crying hysterically because both parents can not go to take the report. The little girl in two, unable to stem her tears as her parents left her with several bodyguards and a child nurse.

At that moment, a high school teenager was watching from a distance. He really did not want to let the little boy who is still in the garden of an inn because he hoped that his parents would not leave him.

**

The crying and sadness was also now felt by Melissa inside her luxurious room. However, the former journalist did not want to show his sadness to Resti, the bodyguard. He swallowed up his defeat today with a sip of expensive wine from Brad.

Accompanied by Resti who ogah-ogahan tasted, Melissa was so flexible to drink the wine fermentation.

"Mom, not much! you will be angry."

"Anyway, want a lot or a little too he is always angry. Because I was never right in her eyes." Melissa wondered whether she was conscious or not.

**

Just as Resti had said, Brad was so stunned as he arrived from work. Since entering Melissa's room, her nose smelled the pungent aroma of the wine's fermentation.

"How much did he drink, Res? You forgot your job of watching over mom?"

"Mother insisted, sir! I've reminded but mom stays insistent."

Melissa, who had been far from conscious, simply pointed her index finger at Brad, "Don't hurt him! I'm the wrong dad!"

"Yes, you're wrong. Misrecognize people." Brad confirmed the position of the wife who had not recognized him.

His intention of bringing Melissa here so that the woman forgets her grief even ends up with a ridiculous incident like this.

"Prepare the car, Mario!" pinta Brad before she lifts Melissa's limp body to take her home.

"We're home, sir! not staying here?"

"You don't need medicine, you're cured!"

Brad confidently brought Melissa back home.

**

On the way, the fourth position is still the same as when visiting the resort earlier. Mario is in the front seat. While Brad with Melissa who was drunk was in the back.

Melissa's limitation to being conscious, made the woman subconsciously tend her head on the husband's shoulders.

Things like this, the balloons had been felt by Brad before. He even jumped when Melissa buried her face into his shoulder until it approached her armpit.

"Mario, reduce the speed. Let me rest!" pinta Brad to the driver.

"Amode is asking slowly, at least do not want to drop off the car." grumbled Mario in his heart.

"Tomorrow we'll go to Tory Burch's boutique, ma'am?" Melissa was talking as if she were talking to her mother.

"Can he casually intend to shop after making me hot cold like this?"

Two undercover passengers in this world have closed their eyes and ears to everything in the back seat. Neither Resti nor Mario dared to look back.

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"Please promise me, okay?" melissa said before a shocking incident was committed by her.

"What??? She kissed me?" both beads blackish Brad like to stick forward so untrustworthy. A whole new time this time a Melissa did something out of bounds like this.

"Add speed, if necessary up to full speed! we're home soon, Mario!" brad said before completely leaning his wife's body on the seat of his expensive car and immediately doing the next thing.

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