Night Destiny
Salsa's Legacy

Don't ask how Salsa feels now? Not only disappointed, Salsa also felt lied to. No, it's not all clear. Alika is indeed the name of a woman, but not necessarily her lover or mistress Azka.

Trying to calm down, Salsa returned to drive her car. Halfway through, he continued on his way to the orphanage.

His car has entered the yard of the home, a house that used to be worn out, now it looks very worthy to live in. Not only the house, yard and everything changed as well. Of course it was all because of Azka and Salsa. Even every month, donations from donors exceed enough to meet the needs of the home.

"Sale!."

Salsa spread her arms seeing Gabriel running towards her. The little guy looked more and more filled.

Hap

"Darling, you're getting bigger and heavier" Salsa joked.

Gab said, "Heheh, I always eat well. That's why I'm healthy and big."

Salsa took Gab's hand into the house, "Loh, son. You coming?." Maria approached her daughter. He looked back, there was no Azka there. "You're alone?," Salsa nodded in response.

"Your team changed clothes first. Keep eating out."

The little man nodded enthusiastically. There is only Salsa and Maria. The middle-aged woman immediately brought the princess into her room. He knew Salsa was not doing well. He knows well about his daughter.

"What's wrong? You quarreled with Azka?" asked Maria directly.

Salsa looked at her foster mother then lowered her head, should she tell her about her conjecture? But it's all still unclear.

"Oh yes, Mother often see Azka in this area. But Mother did not dare to greet him. He looks busy. Is there a project in this area?" Maria's question made Salsa look at the woman. So right, Azka did go to this city often?

"Bun ....!"

"What's up, son?."

"Mas Azka ... I feel like he's hiding something from me."

Maria clasped Salsa's hand, she could see the look of gloom on her daughter's pretty face. "Suspecting without proof of su'udzon's name and fall would be slanderous. You better ask your husband directly. Maybe he's having a problem, bad to think it's not good."

Salsa sighed, "Mas Azka is being fine in front of me. He was kind and attentive as always. But as a wife, I knew something was wrong with her. Is not the feeling of a wife always right?."

"Tap -!."

"Mother, Sister Salsa, let's eat. Everyone is waiting at the table to eat!" cried Gab from outside the door. Maria let out a soft sigh, "Okay son, we'll be right up next."

Maria looked at Salsa, "We'll talk later, now let's eat first."

Although lazy, Salsa still followed Maria to the dining room. He's there the kids are gathered, the oval table's all the kids are waiting for each other's food. Next to their desk is a special table for toddler nannies and also workers. Salsa and Maria joined the group, after helping hand out a meal for everyone.

Children eat voraciously, the menu presented is better than ever, look at their innocent faces. Salsa's feeling warmed up, she's been in this position. And luckily, now they can all live very well.

"Don't daydream, eat your food." Mary's words made Salsa look at her. He nodded and then bribed the food into his mouth. But just entering, Salsa stomach feels shaken off. Nausea began to approach him. He immediately went to the bathroom. Salsa deliberately headed for the central bathroom so as not to disturb their room. Upon arrival in the bathroom, the woman spits out her food. His mouth was bitter and his body slowly suffocated.

What's wrong with me? I was okay. Bathin Salsa's.

"Your face looks pale. Are you okay?" asked Maria worriedly.

"Salsa must be sick. His face was like Dani yesterday, white and red."

What Gab meant was a pale face.

Maria confirmed, "Right Gab said. You're very pale. We're going to the hospital, right?."

"No need Bun, I'm fine" Salsa smiled.

"Sac Salsa, said Mother, Gab will not stay here anymore."

Salsa looked at the little man beside her. "Is it really Bun?" asked Salsa.

Let's nod, "Then Gab's surname asks him back."

Salsa carried Gab in her arms. This is how I like being in an orphanage. We should be ready to part ways if anyone is going to adopt one of the kids there. "Gab has to be a good boy. Don't misbehave. Obey all the orders of Gab's father and mother. And don't forget to pray and learn."

"Ready brother. Gab will always remember brother's message."

Salsa ruffled the hair of the 7-year-old little man.

"The club should take a nap. Now go back to the room, baby," Maria's orders are directly carried out by Gab.

Mary looked back at Salsa. "You want to continue that?."

Wanted to, but Salsa's head was suddenly dizzy. The mood for storytelling is gone. "I'm going home, Bun. Maybe next time I'll tell you."

"You sure are going home. Your face is very pale, you should not stay overnight. Mommy will tell Azka."

"I'm fine, Bun. Really, I'm healthy. The trip was only two hours. Not gonna be tired."

I don't want Maria to. He drove Salsa up to the terrace. Salsa waved her hand as her car started to exit the grounds.

Driving at a moderate speed, Salsa felt her head getting dizzy. His body also suddenly went back limp. Not willing to take the risk, the beautiful woman was looking for a clinic or examination place along the way.

His car stopped at a fairly large clinic. Salsa thought it was a public clinic, she did not realize if what she was visiting was a gynaecology clinic. After carrying her bag, the woman came in.

"Please keep the contents of his wife yes, sir."

"Good, doc!."

Deg

That sound?

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