
Dylan went home to the apartment with a limp face. He is very tired lately because the father gave a lot of additional tasks, especially to look for Fella.
Deliska welcomed her return with a crisp face. She helped her husband take off his suit and tie until he felt well cared for by his wife.
“New home, these days always come home late, you overtime huh?” deliska asked to try to understand Dylan, although in fact she was lonely in her heart because her husband always came home late.
Dylan kissed Deliska's lips gently before finally answering, “Iya, dear. Papa give me additional tasks to find Fella.”
Hearing the name of her sister-in-law called, Deliska began to feel annoyed. She did not like Fella at all, especially when she had slept with her husband.
“Maybe she left on purpose let you guys find her!” timpal Dylan's wife turning around.
His mood turned bad when he remembered that Fella had already incised a wound in his heart.
Dylan knew his wife didn't like it very much if they were talking about Fella. He also still feels guilty because however between him and Fella something disappointing has happened.
Dylan and Deliska's household is doing well because Deliska has admitted that she was the one who spread the recording of the conversation that got Fella kicked off campus. Although initially disappointed but the man finally asked to forgive his wife because the woman was also willing to accept his guilt with Fella.
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In the morning, Dylan suddenly experienced nausea and vomiting. He went back and forth in and out of the bathroom to remove his constantly turbulent entrails.
“You got the wrong meal, Darling?” deliska asked while helping to apply wind oil to Dylan's stomach and chest area.
Dylan shook his head weakly. He didn't eat anything strange yesterday, other than Deliska's cooking.
“I'll bring provisions from you too, Besides I have nothing to eat kok.”
Deliska advised her husband to see a doctor. Maybe the pain was due to work.
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“Fella!”
“Hem, why?”
Daffi stared at Fella's face intensely. Actually, he already knew about Fella, because it just so happened to be his cousin in the capital's story about Ferdinand's family. Daffi also knew about Fella's origins from the identification marks while they were at the puskesmas.
“I want to ask you something but maybe you will be offended!” said Daffi while continuing to look at Fella.
Fella raised her head slightly and did not seriously look at the face of the man in front of her. “What's the problem?”
There was a bit of fear arising in Fella's heart. Afraid that Daffi would find out about his story that he wanted to bury deeply. Afraid that she will have to be expelled from this place again, while she has made a play about her marriage and pregnancy.
“Before I apologize, but please don't misunderstand!”
Fella's heart thumped hard. It seems, his story will be revealed quickly by Daffi who is now his friend.
“What?”
Daffi breathed out violently. Actually he didn't want to interfere, but it seemed like he had to hear directly from Fella, so that if anything happened he could protect the woman.
“Actually, your husband didn't die, did he? You're not married, are you, Fella?”
The two questions that came out of Daffi's mouth certainly made Fella feel tightness in the chest. What if Daffi knew everything and hated it.
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