Chapter 7: Plan (1)
Bella thought Noora would laugh at her humor, but her crying grew louder.
"..."
"Hua... Young Miss, please… please don't say something like that... Hua... How could you easily die? You won't die young, alright. Stop wishing that happen..." Noora speaks between her sobs while wiping her tears every few seconds.
"You... You... are so kind, young Miss. God will grant you longevity... You will live a hundred years," She staring at Bella in the eyes.
Bella held back her laughter, seeing Noora's comical expression.
Even though Noora's figure is like a man — tall, with a broad chest and a huge, fierce face — her heart is very soft. She cries easily, like a spoiled child. But her tears only fell when something happened related to Bella.
However, despite Noora's melancholic personality, she is kind and has cared for Bella very well since childhood.
Bella tapped Noora's shoulder gently as if trying to coax a little girl to stop crying.
"Alright... Alright... I will reach 100 years old, just like you. But please stop crying, or the doctor will come here thinking I'm dead..." Bella grinned.
Noora immediately nods while holding back her tears. She wiped the trace of tears on her cheeks while trying to smile at Bella.
"Aunty, your beauty will run away from you if you cry like that." Bella once again humors her to make her forget her sadness.
"Is that bad!?"
"Hmm. That's why you should not easily cry like that, Aunty..."
Noora rolls her eyes. Before she could say something, Bella walked toward the sitting area in the corner.
"Ok. Let's sit," Bella said, but she was distracted by the scenery outside the window. Her step halted as she stood by the window.
Bella saw the sky slowly bright as the sun gradually appeared on the horizon. She imagined herself watching this sky from her new home, where she chose to live for the next several years — hiding from her miserable life in this country and her asshole ex-husband.
She had already chosen the place but had to confirm whether the place was available for her to buy. She wanted to fly there immediately, leaving everything behind.
"Young Miss," Noora's voice pulls Bella from her trance. Bella looked at Noora, who now stood behind her.
"Hmm?"
"Why do you stay here if you are not sick?" No more tears falling from Noora's eyes. Her expression looks calm, but the worried tone in her voice is clearly heard.
Bella didn't rush to answer her; she walked to the seating area and settled on the single sofa. When she saw Noora sitting opposite her, Bella finally started telling Noora about her divorce from Tristan.
"Aunty, so much happened to me in just a day," Bella paused to take a deep breath and tried not to cry again. She had to appear tough in front of Noora. "Tristan and I have decided to end our marriage..."
Noora needs a few seconds to realize what Bella is trying to say. When she realized it, her face instantly darkened.
"WHAT!? Ma-master Tristan, divorced you?" Noora's voice trembled as her body suddenly shivered, too shocked by what Bella had said.
"Oh, come on, Aunt Noora... He's not your Master. Stop calling him that."
The shock was still clearly visible on Noora's face. She looked into Bella's eyes for a moment before she said, "Please don't say things like this easily, Miss. God might grant your wish if you say those taboo words!"
Bella realized that no one who had heard this news would believe it, including Noora.
"Aunty, you are my trusted person. I will never lie to you about this one, and you are the first person to know about this; not even my grandpa or parents hear about it."
Noora's face slowly turned pale as paper when she saw Bella's seriousness. She cupped her trembling hands in her lap before asking, "M-Miss Bella, I.. believe you. What are your plans now?"
"Well, because I already signed the divorce paper, I shall move out of the house," Bella answered casually. There's no more sadness left in her heart. She had already poured her sorrow and tears for Tristan last night.
Not only did she bury Tristan in the depths of her heart, but she also finished making a plan for her new life path. She will fly to a place where Tristan and his family can't reach her — afraid they will look after her if they know she is actually pregnant.
Bella will ensure that she has peace of mind to give birth to her baby and raise her child without interference from the Sinclair family. She would never reveal to them about her child. Never!
"I have plans to move to another country. And, Auntie, I want you to come with me. Are you willing to follow me?"
Although Noora was surprised to hear Bella plan to move to another country, she immediately nodded, agreeing to follow her. She could feel the warmth in her heart, knowing that Bella would not leave her to stay with the Sinclair Family.
"Miss, you know my answer. Why bother to ask?" Noora smiles at Bella.
Since she was a teen, Noora has already worked for Bella's Grandma. And when Bella was born, she started to take care of her. She already thought of Bella as her own niece, her only family.
Noora had no place to go; she had no family, so she would follow whenever Bella decided to go.
"Thank you, Aunty Noora," Bella feels relieved. "And there's something I want to tell you—" Bella paused when Noora raised her hand to stop her speaking.
"Wait, wait, Miss..." Noora panicked. "This is another shocking news!?" When she saw Bella frown, Noora continued her words. "Ugh, Miss... If this news is the same as your divorce news, shall we discuss it later!? Please have mercy on my fragile heart... I can't stand to hear another shocking news!"
Noora was afraid she might end up in the emergency room.
Bella was speechless.
Chapter 8: Plan (2)
Bella tried to hold back her laughter after hearing Noora's sentence.
"Aunty Noora, since when have you had heart disease?" Bella asked. Before Noora could say anything, she continued, "Well, don't worry, you will not end up in the emergency room today, Aunty—"
Bella smiled when she saw Noora's face look more relaxed.
"I am pregnant!" Bella finally said.
"W-WHAT? P-PREGNANT!?" Noora roared, shocked to hear that. She hadn't expected to hear this good news from her. "Miss Bella, are you for real? You... you didn't try to prank me, did you?"
"Hmm, this is true, Auntie... Do you want to meet an OB-GYN with me?" Bella asked. She needed someone to see a doctor; she felt nervous about meeting the new doctor at this hospital. Because this is not the hospital, she usually visits.
"Yes, miss, of course, I want to—" Noora said excitedly. She feels so happy to accompany Bella to meet the OB-GYN doctor; however, a second later, she frowns when something crosses her mind.
Noora was confused.
Earlier, Bella said Tristan divorced her because she couldn't bear a child. But now she said she was pregnant. So, why are they still deciding to divorce?
"Miss, you are already pregnant but still divorced. Why?" Noora asked.
Bella took a deep sigh. She wanted to give Tristan a chance to continue their marriage, but the gossip she heard before completely shut down her plan. She never imagined being able to share her husband with another woman. It would be better for her to go and raise her child alone without Tristan.
"Aunty Noora, Tristan already has another woman to warm his bed," Bella said with a smile. Still, inwardly, she felt her heart hurt. "And his woman is also pregnant..."
Bella continued to tell Noora about what she heard from the nurse.
"So, divorce was the only option to solve this all. I decide not to tell him about my pregnancy. I will raise my child alone. And I hope you can help me, Aunty..." Bella sincerely said.
"I will help you, young Miss, but did you believe them right away before confirming the gossip was true?" Noora asked.
Bella didn't immediately respond. Her mind flashed back to last night. She was initially doubtful about the rumors she heard, which made her investigate further, only to confirm that Tristan and Laura had visited the hospital yesterday.
"I did check the gossip, and it was true, Aunty..." Bella maintained her smile, though inwardly, she struggled to contain the pain now gnawing at her heart.
"Y-Young Miss..." Noora said while faintly smiling back at Bella, but her heart aching for her. She feels so angry; how could Tristan do such a thing to her young Miss?
Seeing Aunty Noora's sympathetic expression comforted Bella, momentarily diverting her mind from the pain in her heart.
"It's okay, Aunty Noora. You don't have to look at me that way; I'm fine now," Bella said calmly. "What Tristan did won't weaken me. Instead, I'll grow stronger. I've already made a promise to myself to forget about him. That man won't have a place in my heart and my future—"
Bella couldn't finish her sentence as she noticed Noora rushing towards her, enveloping her in a hug. She smiled when Noora cried in her arms.
"Miss Bella, I cry not because I'm sad but because I'm thrilled you included me in your plans. Thank you very much," said Noora between her happy tears.
Noora felt immense joy because she would fulfill her promise to Bella's late grandmother to care for Bella.
"Miss Bella, I promise you, I will always look after you and your child..." Noora continued.
"Thank you, Aunty," Bella said, her eyes blurry, but she tried not to cry. She had so much to do in a short time. "Alright, you can let me go now, Aunty... I feel suffocated with your embrace."
Instantly, Noora released her embrace and stood before Bella.
Noora wiped the traces of tears on her cheeks before saying, "Miss, I will prepare breakfast. You go change your clothes," urging Bella to do so. She was excited to accompany Bella to meet the OB-GYN.
Bella nodded at her.
After changing her clothes, Bella found Noora hadn't returned yet. She took her phone and dialed Sean's number. However, Sean's cell phone remained inactive after she tried a few times.
Bella remembered that Sean had told her that if he was on a military mission, his cell phone would definitely be off or couldn't be contacted.
"Is he on duty now!?" She muttered while looking at her phone screen. After thinking for a while, she decided to send a text.
[Bella:] Thank you, Sean, for your help.
[Bella:] I tried calling you, but it seemed like you were on duty. Please call me if you have time.
After texting Sean, Bella checked for missed calls, finding only from Aunty Noora.
Bella felt relieved that her family wasn't aware of her divorce yet. She hadn't planned to tell them; she wanted to avoid their judgment. She plans to leave the country quietly.
...
With limited time, Bella contacted several people to take care of the documents she needed to live in another country.
Once she finished, the door opened, surprising Bella as she saw Aunty Noora carrying shopping bags in her hands.
"Aunty, why did you buy so much?"
"Miss, this is all healthy food..." Noora replied as she unpacked the items onto the dining table.
Bella approached, amazed at how quickly Noora had bought everything.
Without saying anything, she began eating what Noora had served.
After breakfast, Bella shared her plan to temporarily return to her old apartment.
"I never imagined we'd return there again..." Noora mentioned. For the past four years, every weekend, she cleaned Bella's old apartment, where Bella used to live before marrying Tristan.
"That place is special because I bought it with my own money."
"You're right. Even your family didn't know about that place. How many days are we staying there?"
"Until all the necessary documents are ready."
Noora fell silent before asking again, "Miss, which country are we moving to?"
"Sweden!"
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