A Little Hope For Ashma
45. The jealousy of greedy men

A knock on the door was heard from outside his study, after getting permission from Adam to open the door Jhon immediately grabbed the handle and pulled it.

He found Miss Ashma who was carrying a snack on the tray, the woman made Jhon amazed.

Ashma smiled at him before her eyes caught the figure who was staring at him sharply, Adam displaying an unfriendly look again.

"He why the hell? no wind no sudden rain like that!" Her inner being was upset, Ashma did not like to see that cold gaze.

"I brought you coffee and snacks, too" Ashma told him of her arrival. Adam rolled his eyes lazily.

"Nobody told you to bring that snack here!" Adam exclaimed sarcastically, of course Ashma frowned in confusion.

"Indeed no one told me, this is on the basis of a desire and a way of respecting someone!" sahut Ashma was so upset.

Jhon just watched their quarrel with a feeling of arrogance, he was annoyed at Adam who instead spoke sensi to his wife like that.

"Jhon come here and ignore him!" it was like a command that Jhon did not want to do.

"But Mr. Adam miss Ashma-" Adam cut off the conversation at will.

"You're working with me, John, can you focus!" He said indifferently, it became annoying for Jhon to have to let Ashma stand just like that with the tray he was holding.

"I don't care, if you don't want to be okay. It's special for Jhon, he's my guest!" sahut sharp. Ashma didn't want to lose, she said it confidently and made Adam boil.

Adam growled furiously when he heard the words adoration for special John, it was sheer nonsense.

"Sorry ladies and gentlemen, I don't want to invite any commotion to you. So forgive me if my presence makes things worse" he said, a little embarrassed to see the infuriating quarrel, he disliked Adam scowling in a resentful tone at Ashma.

Adam dampened his emotions he should be able to control considering Ashma vulnerable weak with the content, although there is anger that burns his soul he still does not want to act.

"Let's put it on the table and go!" she said like an expelling tone of voice, Ashma didn't really care that she immediately put her tray on the table.

"Happy work my husband!" Ashma said gently, it sounded like it was useless but she still wanted to maintain a good relationship with her husband.

Adam's chaotic mood suddenly changed slowly with the softness of a calm feeling, although he was upset at the fact that Ashma had praised Jhon he still had to think with a cold head so as not to hurt the woman's feelings again.

The sweet smile that was shown to Adam for the last time before the woman's body disappeared on the doorstep became the most beautiful gift and full of problems.

In reality, small fights are normal between couples.

John of course did not like the ending he saw, he thought Ashma would give him a little anger and upset to Adam, but the lady actually softened herself even after facing a big storm because of her indifference Adam.

"That's so annoying!" Inner Jhon who is not inexhaustible with the way his lady thought, but that is the attraction for a Jhon not to reject his admiration for Ashma.

After Ashma's chaotic departure in his study, Adam immediately looked at Jhon who was still looking at the door.

"You like mine?" it was the cruelest question yet Jhon liked it very much.

John immediately turned to Adam, "sorry sir?"

"Do you like mine?" his question again confirmed, the look on his face was so cold.

John sat down again, "sorry, Mr. Adam, but I'm not like that!" Follow him calmly.

Adam observes Jhon's unequivocal confession with narrowed eyes, seeking justification for his answer.

Adam let out a long sigh while stretching his achy neck. He turned back to Jhon, "then you will hold my trust, won't you?"

Jhon got a delicacy of his eyes that were so sharp, but he was so upset when the man was in a stable emotional state.

"Of course, sir, I will hold your trust!"

Adam holds the word, he knows how trusting it is in someone he still has to be vigilant.

Adam intends to question something else, he desperately needs a direct answer from Jhon.

"Then what about Mama and Lily over there?"

"Mrs Marianne is in good health and glad to hear you brought Miss Ashma to this house. Miss Lily, she's also pretty tame but some things she's a little careless about because I'm always escorting her wherever she wants to go."

Adam breathed a sigh of relief however Jhon remained his guardian of trust, it left a bit of a sense of anxiety.

"I'm going home tonight to the Mansion to make sure of something. Jhon, take care of Ashma while I'm gone. I give you confidence."

"Of course, sir, I'll keep your trust."

...•••...

After leaving Adam's study, Ashma intends to go to Gelya's house. He wanted to meet the little girl and play with her. But when he went to his house he found Gelya playing alone near the pine tree, he immediately came to the little girl.

Gelya from far away saw Ashma who was walking towards him, Gelya immediately published a sweet smile that he had.

"Aunty's beautiful!" Shouted Gelya, the girl was so carefree because of Ashma's arrival.

Ashma stood right in front of him and followed Gelya to match his height.

"Ah why can you be so adorable Gelya?!" Ashma pinched her cheek softly with anxiety.

"Aunty pretty came again, do you want to play with me?"

Ashma drew her best smile, "of course baby!"

Gelya screams out excitement like getting his favorite toy. "I've made friends!" it was a small confession from Gelya. Ashma looked at the look of readiness from her eyes, it was a painful thing to see because Ashma had once felt it.

"Aunty pretty, where's that handsome uncle from yesterday?" Gelya asked Adam's whereabouts made Ashma giggle amused.

"Pretty handsome uncle is at work, dear." He said while poking his small nose.

Little manggut-beard gelya, he thought of something. "Aunty beautiful let's pick peaches, the place is not far from here," Gelya asked her to pick fruit, Ashma immediately nodded and followed her carefree little steps.

"Look over there Aunty!" point Gelya at the birds that perch in the trees.

"They are my friends!" That spirited idea made Ashma smile a little.

"really? Then those birds are also aunty friends."

The two of them laughed happily as they continued walking small towards the peach tree that little Gelya had told them about.

"It has arrived!"

Ashma was stunned to find a peach tree with a fruit so thick, it had entered the harvest time and the desire to pluck it excited.

Ashma was able to grab some fruit with her hands because the tree was not too tall, she picked the fruit that was already reddish-yellow, it was very tempting to her eyes.

"That's for you!" Ashma gave the peaches she had picked to Gelya but unexpectedly the little girl had already picked them up a lot and almost filled a basket made of rattan.

Gelya smiled widely, "i took this basket from behind a tree. Well this aunty is a gift from me to Aunty," Ashma was moved to find her, she was so grateful to be able to meet Gelya. The magical little girl.

"Thank you dear."

They talk a lot and laugh all the time, making them seem so close when they just met and met yesterday, especially Ashma considering the time when Gelya shyly hid behind his grandmother's body.

It was a nice day for them, under the peach tree.

...•••...

"Edward Rodriguez" she muttered as Lily's small voice called out the name of the man claiming to be her husband.

Yes she is indeed her husband, although Lily still does not remember. He has a strong belief especially with accurate data and facts.

That's all he got, when his eyes were unceasingly looking at their portrait in the photobook that Edward gave him last night.

All about their togetherness from marriage portraits to her almost having a child, Edward tells her but at the time Lily's weak content made them lose their future child. That's a very painful truth.

Edward romanticized their togetherness last night, he always looked at her tenderly, and poured out his longing that had arisen on Lily.

They draw near in the dim light of the dim moon, they combine love with longing kisses accompanied by a tempestuous romantic intrusion.

It was the closing of their meeting last night, and Lily was always imagined until her face always met when remembering the moment.

"Haishh, why do I want to see her so much again?"

Lily immediately sent Edward an email, the message full of longing words. Lily was very outspoken and so impatient to see her handsome husband again.

#TBC