Savingswoman
101. Untitled

Max stared at the pile of documents flatly. The man smiled wryly, the memory of his time as a model dancing beautifully in his head. Everything has changed, everything, no exception.

A drop of tears fell down his cheek, all the good memories swirled in his brain, and ending up in the blood-spattered image made the cheeks of the man even wetter.

The black netra flushed, staring at the small figora depicting the beautiful tomb photo. His sturdy hand grabbed and held him tightly.

“Im sorry Papa, Son. Papa will avenge them all, will Papa make them pay dearly, especially the evil woman.” Max swore with reddened eyes.

In the dark room, Max let out all his cries and longings. The figure of the evil man was in fact only a man who felt the pain of being let down.

A life without love and affection made him drown in darkness. Once it got the light, it burned it, making it scorched in a sense of disappointment and pain that had no end.

The frail man chose to be an antagonist in his current life. He had held a weak man for too long, and closed his eyes only to his light. Now it will be a darkness that will destroy its light.

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“Ahh, please, go, get out of here. Don't bite.” Salsha shouted with a strong rebelling body.

The man who had been waiting for her opened his eyes in surprise, quickly holding the hand of Salsha who looked like she wanted to claw her own body.

“Nona, Miss, wake up!” The man shook Salsha's body with one hand.

Instead of stopping, the woman yelled loudly, leaving anyone walking outside shocked.

The man felt that all the effort he put in was in vain, especially seeing the drip that had been released with blood scattered everywhere.

Without waiting for long, the man pressed the button that was near the gurney with a panicked face. A few minutes later, a flock of men in white clothes ran into the room with an unusual look.

“Sorry Sir, you can get out first.” A nurse with a mole on the cheek gave the man orders to come out. Drowning, the man obeyed the command and walked on foot.

The mask-covered man's face looked sad but, the silence lasted only a few minutes, and changed with a complicated smile.

****

“What about Mrs Raisya Tuan?” Ricard looked at Farel seriously.

Farel fell silent, trying to consider a few things. “I'll take Raisya with me, if you'll get everything ready, don't forget security should be tightened.”

Ricard bent his body, asking permission to partake of all the needs of his superiors.

Farel stared flat at Ricard's back which began to shrink, then swallowed the door. The man's breath, his brown net, stared at some of the files still left on the table.

“Enghh.”

The moaning distracted Farel, his net staring at the figure of the woman who was twitching softly with a hand that gently rubbed his eyes.

Farel's soft smile was sharpened, then walked over to give elusan and greeting to the woman.

“Available?”

Raisay blinked her eyes slowly, looking at the smiling handsome male figure.

“Hmm, is it afternoon?”

“Yes, do you want to go home?”

Raisya nodded quickly which invited the naughtiness of Farel. “Alright, anything for my Queen, now we are ready to go home.” Farel raised Raisya's body, bringing the woman into the bathroom to change clothes.

“Why are you so happy to choke me.”

“You too, why so happy to lift my body suddenly.” Raisya glared. The hand that was originally on the collar turned a beautiful megalung on that burly neck.

“He he he.” Farel chuckled to himself.

“Basic! Quickly take me to the bathroom.” Raisya grumbled.

Anxious Farel gave a long peck on Raisya's cheek, making the cheek wet with saliva. While the owner of the cheek glared at the horror of Farel.

“Uh, why my wife is so sweet.”

“Yes, yes up!” Raisya answered lazily inviting Farel's loud laughter. Laughter that no one showed.

“Need help?” Farel lowered Raisya slowly on the cold floor.

Raisya shook his head slowly, walking towards the small glass that was in the corner of the room. His head paled for a moment, looked at Farel and gave the man a code to get out.

“Why don't you want me to be with you, when it will be easier if I help.” Farel grumbled in annoyance.

“Hmm, if you are here not more quickly finished, but even more long.” Raisya muttered with a hand that closed the bathroom door.

Farel was standing in front of the closed door. A gentle smile was seen on his handsome face. Moments like this are enough to foster a sense of pleasure in his heart. Seeing Raisya's stifled face, teasing him, and hearing his grunts really made the man feel very happy.

Chequek!

Raisya walked slowly, her green net looked at Farel who was still unaware of his presence. The man with brown eyes is like thinking of something pleasant, visible from sparkling eyes and beautiful curved lips.

“Farel.”

Farel. “Eh, are you done?”

Raisya rolled a lazy eye. What a strange question. “But.” Answer's flat.

Farel. “If it's not finished, why are you out?”

“You fool!” Raisya snorted bitterly, walking away from Farel who looked in shock.

“Hay, repeat again, ask me to punch your lips with mine,” exclaimed Farel did not accept.

“Terserah, just hit the cat's lips with yours.” Raisya sat his body on the sofa, breeding Farel who looked frivolous.

“Raisya, Grandma is sick.” Farel suddenly chuckled after doing his angry actions that were not responded to at all by Raisya.

Raisya looked at the sad-looking Farel. He understood how Farel felt, with a gentle smile, the woman approached and gently stroked Farel's arm.

Farel looked up, looking at Raisya with his dewy eyes. “I'll go tomorrow abroad.”

The elusan of the hand on Farel's arm came to a halt, Rasya's eyes looking at Farel confused. Nmaun, quickly the bingng face turned flat.

“Go.”

“You allowed me?”

“What right do I forbid you?” Raisya stared at Farel.

That answer invited dislike in Farel's heart. He didn't want to hear such a question. The question seemed to tell Farel if Raisya was not who he was, and the question seemed to show that Raisya did not recognize his status.

“You're My Wife, Raisya.”

Raisya smile. A Wife who cannot acknowledge her status. “What does everyone know? No one knows, our status is only us and some of your people who know.”

Farel fell silent, looking at Raisya with a complicated look. “In a moment, I'll make them all know who you are, and your status.”

Raisya fell silent, confused as if he had to respond to the statement. Farel who saw Raisya just silently sighed softly, his burly hands stroking the brown hair slowly, making the owner look up.

“Come with me, come with me to meet Grandma.”