
Feeling doubtful and anxious, Sara follows Belva, the man will take her and introduce her to his wife.
On the way, Sara was silent. Mind floated.
Why should I meet his wife? How about when we meet? Will his wife not be hurt?
These thoughts filled Sara's brain to make the 24-year-old girl feel dizzy. He did not realize that the car driven by Belva himself had stopped at one of the luxury restaurants in the center of the capital.
“Down ...” command Belva to Sara.
Sara went down by opening her own door, then she pulled the shirt, tidying it up for a moment to make it look neater.
“Euhm, what is your Wife like, Sir?” sara asked as she walked behind Belva.
“She's a good woman, but very busy. You can get to know him yourself later.” Belva said as he continued walking without looking back.
Sara only sighed, her hands feeling cold. Groggy? Sure oes. It feels like he is an actor (capturer of men) only at this time, even though he does not like Belva at all. Sara accepts Belva's offer only to save herself from the striped-nose man who often teases her and harasses her during her time working at the bar.
Belva stopped at a table in the corner of the room, where she had been waiting for a beautiful woman, with a beautiful ribbon on her hair side, her skin pure white, and the red dress combined with a scarf around her neck, red lipstick also perfected her current appearance. Very beautiful and classy woman.
While Sara was only able to lower her head, she felt that there was nothing with the wife of the CEO of Agastya Property. Sara was only wearing a shirt and trousers, her appearance was very simple not even classy at all.
“Hey, been here long?” greet Belva to the woman he met.
“Have ... Why were you so long?” the woman said with a smile and hugged Belva for a moment.
“Obviously, the road is a bit jammed. Oh, yes ... Anin, meet her is Sara.” Said Belva who introduced Sara to his wife named Anin.
Anin then looked at Sara's face and eyes as if scanning Sara's appearance from head to toe.
“I am Sara, Madam..”, she said, introducing her name while reaching out to shake Anin's hand.
“Oh, hey .. I'm Anin, his wife Belva.” Anin welcomes Sara's hand and smiles at the girl.
Anindya Fitriani who is none other than Belva Agastya's wife is a famous model in the Capital. Swaying on the catwalk floor and posing in front of the camera became the profession of an Anindya.
A woman who looks perfect on the outside, but has unseen weaknesses. Yes, Anin has Endometriosis, a condition when the endometrium grows outside the uterine wall. Starting from the pain experienced by Anin every time getting a menstrual cycle, until finally his parents brought Anin to seek treatment. However, the endometriosis he suffered was severe enough to make Anin feel pelvic pain, pain during intercourse, and trigger infertility. This endometriosis also makes Anin attacked by Tokophobia a phobia or fear of pregnancy and childbirth.
“Please sit Sara ...” said Anin kindly and invited Sara to sit down.
Sara did not think that maybe Anin would get angry and corner her like in novels or movies that she saw in her spare time. She did not think Sara was being friendly to her.
“Where do you live Sara? How old are you?” ask Anin to Sara.
“I only host in the Capital also Madam. 24 years .. Yes I am 24 years old.” Sara answered with a tongue that felt funny.
Sara still feels bad because she has to deal with Anin, her young age and will rent a uterus, of course Anin will judge that Sara is a cheap woman like out there.
“Don't call me Madam, just call me Brother. I'm not like the ladies anyway, am I? I'm still young.” Said Anin while laughing.
Sara nodded her head. “Good Brother ...”
Anin then took a little sidelined position and now he looked at Belva. “So Sara will realize our dream, Honey?”
In her heart Belva seemed hesitant, but Belva nodded her head. “Yes, Sara is ready to help us.”
Anin exhaled, then a smile came out of her face. “So did you accept my husband's offer, Sara? You really don't mind?” anin asked only to make sure that Sara did not mind the decision she had taken.
Sara nodded her head. “Iya Brother, I don't mind.” Answer Sara.
“Can I add a few points in your deal?” anin asked as she looked at Belva and Sara's faces.
“What?” belva's mouth quickly.
Anin first drank the orange juice in front of her. “Everyone knows that you are quite a famous CEO, and I also have a career in the modeling world. Our household has also never been exposed to gossip or scandal, therefore can all this only the three of us know about it? Otherwise, it will definitely have an impact on your company as well as my career. I love my career so much, Belva. My dream is that I can participate in Paris Fashion Week and I want to make that happen.”
Belva and Sara both listen to Anin's words, until finally Belva also let out her voice. “How can no one know if we rent her uterus?” ask Belva calmly.
A glance occurred in Anin's brilliant brain. “Your marriage is secret and after that let Anin occupy our home. Let him stay with us. Thus, no one will know where you are going. You don't get caught up in scandals, and my career in modeling will be safe, too. How Dear?”
Belva seemed to frown as a sign that the man was thinking, sometimes Belva stole a look at Sara who was sitting in front of him while folding her palms.
Belva took a breath before she spoke, but apparently it was Sara who first opened her voice and preceded her.
“Did by taking me to your house, I not ruin the household relations of the two of you?” ask Sara with a clean sliver.
Her eyes were glazed over, but Sara tried to hold her back so that her tears wouldn't drip. He slowly raised his head and looked at the face of the beautiful woman who was sitting in front of him.
Anin smiled and shook her head. “The three of us will only work together right? There is no love between the two of you? If it only cooperates and does not involve feelings of course you do not damage our household.” Answer Anin easily.