My Destiny Love's
34. You turned out to be my helper, my husband

Vika looked at her reflection in the mirror of her dresser, her face filled with a happy smile as she brushed her hair slowly. She dressed up to greet her husband tonight with all her preparations, her face was already well-groomed and Vika smiled again when she saw his reflection. She looks prettier tonight with her natural makeup.

Vika believes her husband will definitely like her because judging from the nature of Marcel, Vika is sure her husband will not be able to resist making out with her especially tonight, Vika said, Vika deliberately wanted to flirt to provoke the desire of her husband

" Your dad would be so surprised, wouldn't he?" ask Vika on her fetus while stroking her stomach that has been slightly bent and of course she will not get the answer

" You are the henchman tonight, mommy must serve your daddy well" he said again who felt his cheeks slowly blushing as a wild shadow began to cross his head. She plans to satisfy her husband tonight and will make tonight an unforgettable night for Marcel.

Vika got up from her dresser chair and sprayed a tasteful perfume on her body wrapped in thin clothes that looked so tempting. A smile continued to linger on his lips as he felt that his appearance was already quite perfect tonight

Then the question is, what makes Vika so happy tonight and his preparation in welcoming Marcel, is there anything special? Vika was pictured on his discovery this afternoon

He opened the white box slowly and was surprised by the contents inside until the box cover in his hand fell off

" No way" said the one who came out from his lips while covering his mouth with his hands

" Why young lady?" asked Bi Siti astonished to see the reaction of her young mistress, Bi Siti glanced into the box that looked a pair of blood-soaked uniforms that had dried and some other complementary attributes arranged randomly in the box. Bi Siti gets even more confused as Vika quickly grabs the old school uniform and checks it and Vika is only able to round her eyes when a half-broken nametag is still stuck in the worn uniform

" his...Cel" Vika spelled it out quietly and closed her mouth again in disbelief. Why did she never think to get there if all this time her husband also has a name starting with Mar. Is it because Vika believes too much in Mark as her helper?

He began unpacking all the contents of the box, a pair of uniforms, a belt, and a shoe next to the same logo as the shoes he kept. Vika looked at Bi Siti

" Bi, can you explain it to me. Why is this thing stored here?" vika asked with her chest puffed between surprised and happy. He had been mistaken all this time, it had never crossed his mind that the husband was the likely helper

" It belonged to a young master back when he was a teenager. The big lady told me to throw it away, but I forgot and did not know that this clothes were still stored here" explained Bi Siti confused by the enthusiasm of Vika

" It's what happened to Marcel back then, Bi"

" I don't know much about young lady. As far as I was concerned, the big lady accidentally brought home a plastic bag containing the clothes of a young master who was already like this and told me to throw it away and after that we knew the young master was taken outside country for treatment. We waiters here don't know what happened to the young master until he had to be treated until he left the country"

" But, we've heard that the young master almost lost his life that time because of being beaten by thugs. The young master's body even had to be operated on in some parts because of severe injuries, especially the head" explained Bi Siti at length without realizing that Vika was now covered in tears hearing the explanation. His vow turned out to be moving on target, his own destiny that made him fulfill his vow

" Young lady! You all right?" Bi Siti became worried when she saw the look on Vika's face that seemed like she wanted to cry

" No Bi, I'm fine" Vika replied as she tried to wipe away a tear that had fallen on her cheek

" The young master returned after 4 years later and was grateful he looked better than ever. But, after the young master returned no one discussed what had happened to the young master before. The master and mistress seemed to be trying to erase the incident from the young master's memory" Bi siti said again, Vika nodded in understanding. He began to understand a little more what was happening at that moment. Why did he not see Marcel at school at that time because Marcel's parents had brought Marcel abroad and Vika had never met Marcel's figure at that time other than when her husband was a teenager help him until Marcel's life is almost lost in the hands of six thugs who want to harass him

Vika knew how badly Marcel was injured when it was seen from the blood that soiled the worn school uniform in his hands. Vika hugged the uniform without the slightest disdain, the former uniform belonging to her helper, her husband and her first man.

" Thank you Bi, for not throwing it away. Thank you" said Vika sincerely. He would have been dissolved in what he had been thinking if he had not found that thing. Vika would forever be in the wrong if only it hadn't come today and her curiosity

" Why thank you young lady?" bi Siti's forehead was wrinkled confused

" Bi Siti has done the right thing" Vika smiled and began to rise up carrying the box containing the worn out uniform with her while Bi Siti just stared at the wonder of her strange young mistress' behavior. What is it all for?, thought Bi Siti while carrying two old frames in her hands

Entering her room, Vika hurriedly took the name tag piece she kept and put it together with the piece that was in Marcel's former uniform and the result seemed so suitable. The name tag bearing the name MARCEL is now perfect with the union of the two pieces

" You turned out to be my helper, my husband" softly Vika stared fixedly at the pieces that had come back apart because there was no adhesive and then Vika dissolved in her tears. Whether it was a happy cry or a cry of regret for her actions so far that have disrupted much of her husband's efforts for the sake of Mark who was considered her helper

" I'm sorry, my husband"

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Waiting with a thumping feeling, Vika unceasingly smiled. How is he supposed to behave? Should she act as a bad girl tonight? Vika shook her head, she couldn't do that. She was sure, if her husband would be immediately devastated without having to be teased, seeing his appearance alone, Vika was sure her husband would not be able to hold back

BRAAKKK

The sound of the room door opening violently shocked Vika from her beautiful fantasy daydream. Vika turned her gaze towards the door where Marcel was seen standing with a creepy expression and hardened jaw, and her eyes were now staring intently at him who was still sitting on the bed waiting for the husband's return. Marcel looked as if he wanted to swallow him alive, the man was furious

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