Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 16th

...Not always love always gives a sweet taste and happiness. Because in fact love can be the cause of the deepest injury to trauma. ...

Silent.

Rafka and Salsa were both silent in the room which left them both after the commotion that had occurred. The woman wearing blue pajamas seemed to enjoy eating the pieces of apples that Rafka bought earlier. Now, n*fsu is eating it back as usual, unlike last week which is very difficult to accept any food plus always nausea.

While Rafka lay his body on the sofa that is quite fit to accommodate his large body. His eyes focus on the screen of the phone that displays writing that is quite boring if it continues to be read. Because of Salsa's condition now, he had to look after the woman and had a few days off to look after Salsa. However, his secretary will send him files or documents so that his work does not accumulate. And for the meeting, he entrusted his assistant, Arjo, to take his place at the important meeting.

Drrt...

The ringing sound of the phone distracted Salsa, while Rafka seemed undisturbed by the noise. Salsa grabbed her phone lying on the table. The woman's face changed to see the caller's name on the phone screen. Suddenly his breath was heavy. With hesitation and fear in his mind he picked up the phone.

"Hallo, Mom." Salsa squeezed the phone firmly that was now stuck to her ear. She glanced at her husband.

"Son, how are you? You haven't called Mom in a long time." Asiah's soft voice made Salsa's eyes heat up. Truly, he longed for the woman who was now far from the eyes.

"I-i'm good. How are Mom and Dad?" salsa asked with a voice stuck in her throat. He wanted to cry shedding all that He felt and the problems that befell him to his parents. But he realized, He was the first child and the hope of mother and father. And it must be stronger and more patient.

Unknowingly tears seeped down Salsa's tapered cheeks. And it did not escape the attention of Rafka who has now changed his position to sit. His forehead frowned and curiosity with the caller until the woman cried.

"Thank you, son, for the money. I didn't expect you to send ten million. And I also didn't expect your first pay to be this big."

Salsa was stunned to hear her mother's statement. His tongue suddenly frowned, his forehead frowning in confusion. He never sent a dime to his mother let alone a nominal amount of it. Salsa's tail glanced at Rafka who was staring at her. Did that guy do it? Sending money to his parents in the village?

"Yes, Mom. Then I'll close the phone first. I'll call you again."

"Yes, Son. Take care of yourself." Asiah's message.

"Yes, Mom."

Salsa put her phone back on the table after the call ended. Now, the look in his eyes is fully rotated on Rafka.

"Is this including your plan?" salsa asked in a soft tone.

One eyebrow Rafka raised heard that."What plan do you mean?" Rafka asked back, looking closely at the woman.

Salsa heaved a heavy sigh before replying to her husband." Sending ten million to my parents in the village, who else would have done it if it wasn't you. I'm afraid it's just your subterfuge for me to sign the covenant," Salsa said.

Salsa's face changed immediately. And Rafka smiled thinly very thinly.

However, the woman is sure Rafka will ask for reciprocity for what the man did.

Salsa inched as Rafka walked closer to her. He looked up at the man who was now standing in front of him.

"Don't always think badly of me. Until I get better you assume there's something bad behind it."

"How can I trust my father? While you have shown your bad attitude by being selfish to take the child I bear now. Isn't that a danger alarm for me to keep my distance from you?"

Rafka leaned over Salsa who was about to move away. However, the man first grabbed Salsa's waist, and now the distance between the two was so close that the woman's breath could feel Rafka.

"Take me off! Stay away from me!" Salsa pushed Rafka's sturdy chest that deliberately embraced the tiny body until he felt the woman's soft chest stick perfectly to his body.

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The white and gray room looked as messy as a broken ship. Azkiya rummaged through every closet and drawer in his room until he got a letter wrapped in a brown envelope.

He quickly took the contents in the envelope. Azkiya's breathing grew heavy and tears melted again reading a statement from Aryan doctor about his infertility which Rafka deliberately kept secret. Her husband knew it but could hide it all.

"Why would you do this, mom?" The pitch-black Netra stared blankly at the piece of paper.

Azkiya picked up her bag lying on the bed and contacted her husband. Again, the call was not answered.

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