
"May I take a foster child from the orphanage, I feel lonely" Meisita said.
Akmal who heard the words from Meisita immediately released the hug and looked at the wife, the gaze was very sad to make meisita feel confused with Akmal.
"Why, baby, did I say it wrong? Do you disagree?" ask Meisita.
Akmal who could not say the truth immediately hugged Meisita with a cry that made her feel very confused.
"I'm sorry I can't take good care of you" Akmal said.
“What do you do? Why do you need to apologize?" ask Meisita.
"When are we going to the orphanage?" suhut Akmal's.
Meisita immediately looked at Akmal's astonishment, who suddenly said that without agreeing with his will.
"Darling, are you serious?" ask Meisita.
Akmal nodded his head, making Meisita very happy. And hugged her husband so tightly.
Akmal who saw happiness in Meisita's eyes also felt happiness, although his heart was very bitter when he saw the spirit of Meisita who wanted the presence of a baby.
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Allena/Saras who just opened his eyes because he felt his body hurt all, with his lazy sense He also woke up staring at the clock at 08:00.
"It turns out it's still morning, the sky looks very bright," said Allena immediately cleaned her body into the bathroom.
The day continued to pass until finally where the wedding day of Akbar's sister of Akmal would be in the title, judging from their preparations, the party would be in the title of a festive, festive manner, because all the high-class invited guests will come to attend the wedding, including Saras and Lady, a famous designer who will come.
Inside the office, Allena was busy designing clothes for herself. His assistant approached that there was a new client who wanted to see him.
“Cik, we have a new customer to see you," said Assistant Oji.
"Come in" said Allena/Saras.
“Get in, Miss Saras wait inside," said Oji.
Meisita also entered the room Allena/Saras, walking with graceful footsteps, she was amazed to see Saras who was very beautiful and elegant with a charming smile.
"Please sit down, sorry for the long wait," greeted Saran kindly.
"The wak looks prettier than I thought" Meisita said.
“All women will look beautiful, if she continues to be cheerful in her day," Saras said.
"You're right" said Meisita.
"Can I help you, sir?" ask Saras.
"I want to make the best clothes, for my sister-in-law's party. He was going to get married next week, suddenly I just wanted to make clothes" explained Meisita.
They talked, asking what theme Meisita would wear at the wedding of her sister-in-law, Saras gave some of her best models to her clients.
Meisita felt fascinated by some of the designs made by Saras, was confused about choosing which one to wear for her and which one was suitable. Too long to choose finally sound steps black shoes that look shiny stepped into the room Saras.
The man entered the room Saras with his cool style immediately embraced his beloved wife in the room Saras.
"Where do you like it?" ask Akmal.
His heart was beating so fast, he accidentally dropped some samples he was carrying. It made Meisita look straight at Saras, and smile. Saras, who realized that he had dropped some samples, took the sample and walked towards Meisita.
The feeling of a chaotic moment, between dreams and reality. He had not heard from Akmal for a long time, and now that he saw Akmal with another woman, they looked very happy. Making Allena/Saras' heart break instantly.
Allena tries to be professional at work, pretending to smile in front of Akmal and Meisita.
"Master, this is among the best fabrics from our company" Allena/Saras said.
Akmal who accidentally saw the woman in front of him felt familiar, as he had known before. His heart was racing again as he stared at the smile from Saras.
"Darling, what fabric is right for me?" tanya Meisita was ignored by Akmal who kept looking at Allena.
Meisita repeatedly called Akmal to the point of shaking her hand, making Akmal wake up from her daydream.
"Why, baby?" ask Akmal.
“What are you daydreaming about, you look at Ms. Saras" Meisita said.
“Sort of mana puan, you are more beautiful than me," said Allena/Saras with a sweet smile.
Akmal continued to look at Saras with a smile that made him remember Allena, his mind began to be controlled by the shadows of Allena. But he tried to shake everything.
"I almost forgot, dear introduce him to Saras. The fashion designer I've been telling you about," explains Meisita.
Akmal extended his hand to Saras, but only received a smile from Saras.
"Welcome to meet you, sir" said Saras, making Akmal immediately smile while looking at Meisita.
Repeatedly Saras managed to catch his breath because he felt again tight and his heart continued to beat erratically, this was the same felt by Akmal who tried to look fine. Sweat drenched his forehead, repeatedly Akmal managed his breathing well.
Meisita did not realize that the two people who were in front of her were on the verge of long long-buried longs to make them not reprimand each other because emotionally unstable made the feeling become hateful.
Saras looked very pale, in his heart wanted to scream, hit, and slap Akmal who was in front of him. His feelings were so chaotic he was barely able to speak anymore.
Oji who accidentally entered the room Saras immediately panicked to see the face of Saras who looked very pale and his sweat soaked his forehead.
"I'm sorry, is Miss Saras okay?" ask Oji.
Meisita immediately turned to look at Oji and immediately looked at Saras who looked very pale.
"Sir, are you sick to?" tanya Meisi was panicking.
"Maybe I didn't get enough rest, sorry mama, I can't treat you well" Saras explained.
“Okay, tomorrow we connect. Rest, I don't want you to get sick" said Meisita.
Meisita and Akmal leave Saras' room, looking at Saras who is not feeling well. Meisita also held her husband's hand when walking out of the building, it felt very cold to make Meisita was amazed.
"Why are your hands so cold, are you sick too?" ask Meisita.
"Come on, suddenly the body is not feeling well" Akmal replied.
Meisita was still unaware or there was suspicion towards Akmal and Saras, He just thought this was a mention. Their car was traveling at a moderate speed.
SERIATE.