Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 22nd Chapter
...If he's your soul mate, he'll be looking for you all over the world. Because true love will not turn to another heart just because of a distance. ...
A smile on Salsa's lips stared at the 10 million he had poured from Rafka's ATM. At least he has a money grip for now. The woman's eyes were on a restaurant not far from where she took money from an ATM machine.
"You must be hungry too" murmured Salsa rubbing her flat stomach. He never regretted this fetus growing in his womb but he was very sorry to have to do the forbidden relationship without any marriage ties with Rafka.
With very enthusiastic footsteps the woman walked towards the restaurant that serves local Indonesian food, this time He will order the food He wants as he pleases. The arrival of Salsa has been welcomed kindly by the waiter of the restaurant.
"Welcome to our restaurant. Can I help you, Miss?" asked a male servant who displayed his friendly face.
"I want to order some food here" Salsa replied, circulating her eyes around the restaurant.
"Good, Miss. Please follow me."
Salsa followed the waiter who took her to an empty table. The woman's eyes stared wildly at the restaurant. There are so many visitors in this restaurant.
"Menu what do you want to order, miss?" The man's servant asked again after Salsa sat herself in the chair.
The woman opened the menu book available there and pointed to the three food menus in the book.
"Okay, please wait a minute, Miss." Salsa nodded.
The woman rested her body on the shoulder of the chair along with a long sigh. Right now his brain is thinking hard, thinking about going as far away from Rafka as possible.
"It seems that returning to Bogor is not a good idea" Salsa murmured. Because he believes Rafka will be very easy to find there.
Salsa bit her lower lip crabbed with confusion that made her distraught. There is no way he will stay in Jakarta.
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"Salvene!" call Rafka and close the door. The man's eyes moved wildly looking for Salsa. By carrying a black plastic crackle containing fruit that he deliberately bought, the man checked every room in his apartment unit.
Rafka's heart beat uncontrollably when it didn't find the woman. The face that originally seemed sparkling now instantly turned crimson with turbulent emotions.
"Where is he? Salsa!" Rafka's screams are getting louder. The man took his foot to the room where the woman was staying because it was the only room he had not checked.
Brak!
Rafka pushed the door rough and all he found was an empty room. Rafka's breath was heavy with both hands clenched. He stepped into the room and opened the closet and, as he expected, all the clothes of the woman were not there.
"So you really want to run away from me and bring my son.." sizzled Rafka who looked angry.
Rafka again stepped out of the room with a very creepy aura and it was clear from the look of his face.
"Before you go far from me, I find you first. I'm not letting you go, Salsa!" Rafka closed the door of her apartment unit and rushed to the lobby.
While in front of the apartment lobby, Arjo was waiting for Rafka, his superior. Staring around the apartment that looked like several people came in and out of the multi-storey building.
"Arrush!" Rafka's loud voice made the man wearing the white shirt and black suit turn his head.
"You're looking for Salsa now. Track him down and if you need to send some men to find him. I want you to find him today!" rafka's orders are firm with hardened jaws.
Arjo frowned hearing that." Did Miss Salsa run away, sir?"
Rafka grunts." Just carry out the task I ordered without asking too many questions!" ketus Rafka's.
"Good, Sir." Arjo immediately bowed to hear a reply to Rafka.
"Now take me home. And remember..." Rafka pointed at Arjo." Today Salsa you must find, no later than tonight!"
Arjo could only nod obediently. Rafka immediately got into the car, if not because Azkiya who kept calling him there was no way he would go home. For surely He will seek Salsa who carries away the seed which the woman now bears.
In the car Rafka can only be pensive while poking the base of his nose and mind that is not separated from Salsa. His left hand clenched firmly as if channeling emotions, worry and fear at the same time. The man gasped as the rain fell heavily on the streets, giving rise to the wet smell of asphalt.
"Where to escape..." The man stared at the sky covered in pitch-black clouds with a tinge of worry. Even what he felt now was the fear of anything happening with the woman.
Sometimes Arjo glanced at Rafka who was pensive with a frustrated look. It seems like her boss thought very highly of young miss. A smile on Arjo's lips, but full of the implied meaning.
"Mas, why did you just come home? I was waiting for you." Azkiya immediately gave a few questions to Rafka who looked lazy to respond.
While Arjo has left the area of Rafka's house to immediately look for Salsa.
"Sorry, Honey. There's a lot of work" Rafka replied as she removed the tie that was coiled around her neck.
"Here, let me help Mas" said Azkiya about to remove the buttons of her husband's shirt.
Rafka immediately brushed aside Azkiya's hand slowly."I can do it myself." After saying that, Rafka breezed away from the face of Azkiya who clucked.
"This must be because of that cheap woman" Azkiya murmured.
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Salsa leaned her head against the glass window of the bus. After the restaurant, he went straight to the bus terminal. He is afraid Rafka is looking for her whereabouts. And the woman chose the city of Bandung as her escape place which she believed Rafka would not be able to find.
"May you be okay in here. It's okay if you're not with us. For it is better than I should be the destroyer of other women's households." Salsa gulped his saliva rough with a flood of eyes.
Salsa smothered her mouth, dampening her sobs. It is really hard to leave the man, lying if he does not put hope on the father of his future son. Luckily, there were not too many passengers on this bus.
The white-colored bus was traveling at normal speed on the highway that would take them to the city of flowers. Salsa seemed to have fallen asleep so soundly and hugged her backpack tightly. The journey from Jakarta and Bandung takes 2.5-3.5 hours if there is no congestion.
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