Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 58
Meanwhile, in a tropical country in the city of Jakarta. A couple had just set foot outside the Wilson family's main house.
Felly stopped his legs for a moment. “We bury my cat first, huh? There is a special cemetery for cats that I once kept at the end there,” the door by pointing to the corner of the farthest part of the house.
Danesh agreed. “Let me carry your cat. I don't want you tainted with his germs or the poison he drank earlier. I don't want you and your baby to happen something bad later.” He took over Molly. Danesh only anticipates to protect his son and his mommy.
Felly smiled, her husband always being considerate of her. How unhappy is she to have a husband like Danesh. Why do we have to be temporary, God? Can't it be forever? Can I bid fate on you? He murmured in his heart. He really forgot the figure of the woman who adorned the heart of Danesh—Violet.
The two set their feet toward the cat's burial ground. There is a small tombstone containing the name of every dead Felly cat.
“You really like cats?” danesh asked as he dug the ground.
Felly nodded. “Yes, because I don't have friends because of my busy life. Therefore I keep a cat as my friend,” he explained.
Danesh keeps digging. Without taking his eyes off the ground. “What kind of cat do you like?” tanyakanya.
“Scotish Fold, I like because the fur is thick,” replied Felly who squatted in front of Molly. His eyes were softly staring at his lifeless cat again. “Molly poor, your death is tragic. But thanks to you, I won't lose my husband,” he added by stroking Molly's fur.
“You imported buy it?” Danesh throws away his confused thoughts, he starts to stuff Molly into the hole he made. And he lowered the ground to cover Molly's carcass.
Felly nodded. “Ya, hard to find here.”
“You expensive cat lovers apparently,” timpal Danesh who knows very well what the price of the type of cat that Felly likes.
“Not a lover, I only keep one tail and wait for it to die just buy again.” Felly confirmed Danesh's statement. He stood up to pick up a plank and stuck it over Molly's grave. “Goodbye, Molly. Your body will always be remembered. For a while I haven't given you a headstone, but I'll order you the same headstone as my other cat.”
“Ayo.” Danesh stretched out his hand after cleaning the dirt using a water faucet not far from his current place. He helped his wife to stand up.
Felly smiled very sweetly, but Danesh did not palpitate at all to see that. The man's heart was completely solidly filled with women who did not know where and how he was.
“We take the angkot only, yes? I only bring a little money and usually to pay for public transportation,” Danesh. “You're okay, right?” tanyakanya. It's not nice if Felly can't ride the transport, because the rich are usually picky.
Felly nodded. “Bby, so that I have the first experience of riding angkot,” he said enthusiastically. “I'm sorry I didn't bring anything, not even money. And forgive also because we have to walk a long way to get to the highway. My papa is really outrageous not to allow the driver to take us to the highway,”.