Savingswoman
13. First house and second house

Farel stared silently at the ceiling of his office. A small smile was clearly imprinted on her sex lips. Remembering his childhood he became happy and sad all at once. He was happy to have the affection of his grandmother and grandfather, and was saddened by the loss of his younger brother and the affection of his parents.

Remembering her little sister made the corners of her eyes feel wet. His heart was burning in light of the terrible event, burning even more, considering all the mistakes he had committed.

Drt. drt....

Farel blinked and rubbed the corners of his rough eyes. Soon the burly hand grabbed the device on his desk. His forehead frowned to find the number of the shadow guard who was assigned to watch over Raisya.

“What?”

“Sorry sir, miss is not in place.”

Farel growled angrily at the words of his bodyguard.

“Find him, don't let him escape.”

“Good sir.”

“Report the development of its activities, all without exception.”

Tit

Farel turned off the call without waiting for an answer from the side there, the worry imprinted clearly from his face however, to the worry it was covered by anger.

“Where is jal***that?” Farel hissing sharply.

The files scattered on the table he said, even he seemed to forget his duty as CEO. His thoughts were only on Raisya alone, even without realizing the name of Salsha Dadal in his heart began to erode.

Drt... Dr... Drt...

“How?”

“Nona is in tuan.” park

“Hmm, keep an eye on him, lest he escape!”

Tut!

Farel heaved a sigh of relief, for some reason he felt calm when he learned of Raisya's whereabouts.

“You drive me crazy.”

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Elsewhere, the bodyguard assigned to watch over Raisya turns on the video to record all nonaya movements. The bodyguard, named Andres Hutomo, was concerned.

“May miss be fine.”

Andres muttered as he looked at Raisya who was joking with two different men of that age.

Andres looked at the three of them with a shady look. Andres was not a bad man, he was just a businessman who had to obey whatever his old orders were without being able to refute. His heart is still functioning, even functioning very well.

By late afternoon, Andres was hesitant to give the video he had recorded. Various speculations surfaced in his brain. Like if Raisya will be affected if his parents know this video.

Given the intrusion of the three of them who are still in the reasonable stage, maybe his parents will not say anything bad to Raisya. He quickly sent the video.

Andres seemed to have forgotten one thing, Farel was not a person who could divide something that he had claimed to be his.

“Make sure you will not be angry, considering that Madame Salsha who even used to interact more intimately with the opposite sex and her parents are fine. Surely this time his parents are also fine.”

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Brak!

Farel slammed his face on his desk. His eyes flushed at the video he was playing. His neck muscles stiffened, even his face flushed red.

“Ohh, trying to tease other men,” hiss Farel.

Maybe normal humans wouldn't act like that. If examined more in the video, there are no things that show Raisya flirting with men or Raisya in male seduction.

“Breng**k!” Farel cursed feeling his chest getting hotter.

In the video Raiya smiled, even laughing. Farel felt his pride crushed, even Raisya never smiled or laughed in front of him. How can she smile at strangers?

The brown eye is looking for a device. Without waiting for his new hand to play on the flat screen.

“Hal_”

“Don't be ******, cukuo be my net only!”

Farel held his anger even more when he heard Raisya's frightened voice. Even in front of strangers Raisya can smile, and in front of him Raisya always shows a flat face and fear.

“Ma_”

“Not much talk! Remember my words. You're just my bitch, and don't you dare be around other men besides me. One more thing, I'm not coming home tonight.”

Farel immediately turned off the call, his eyes closed and even his heart felt like it was beating fast. I don't know why he felt guilty after saying such harsh words.

Farel stared at the figura on his desk, a photo of Salsaha with himself. Farel grabbed the photo and looked at it with a complicated look. If Farel had always felt comfortable looking at the photo, for some reason now he felt ordinary.

Farel rubbed his rough face and put the photo back on the table. Guilt began to gnaw at his heart. However, he did not know for sure who this besalah feeling was for? Is it Salsha his wife? Or for Raisya bitch?

Farel grabbed the office phone and took the number 1.

“Ke my room now.”

Tut

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Ricard looked at the mobile phone with a sigh. Always like this, the top is in addition to the arrogant also including the forced man.

“Patience, for the sake of big salary.” Ricard raised his clenched hand.

Ricard put the phone back in its place. With his clothes rearranged he walked towards Farel's room. Ricard banged for a while, as if preparing his heart to be strong.

To.... Tock.... Tock....

Ricard pulled his hand from the door, waiting for Farel's order to enter.

“Log.”

The shout made Ricard immediately hold the doorknob and open it slowly.

Ricard looked at Farel's room with horror. In a busy heart asked, what happened to the upper room?

“Urus all my work today, I have to go home.”

Ricard could only nod and accept all orders for him, as long as it was not to kill Ricard's men to obey him.

“Good sir.”

Farel stared at Ricard at a glance, and walked away from his room.

“Sorry sir, where are you going home?”

Farel was silent to Ricard's words, ah he forgot if now he has two houses. First house for his wife, and second house for nala\*\*\*ya.

Ricard was silent waiting for Farel's answer, it was nothing he fought like that, he just made sure if there was something it would be easy for him to meet his superior.

Farel thought, did he have to go home first, but his heart felt unsettled if he had not seen the raisya directly. Ahh he also had to see his grandmother later, and he had also told Raisya if he did not come home. Maybe the first home is the right choice.

“First home.”

Farel left the messy room after telling his assistant. With a definite step he stepped his feet to head to the bastmen.

Ricard let out a sigh of relief seeing Farel leave. Hearing Farel's decision somehow Ricard felt relieved.

“Hopefully no one will get hurt because of his old fire game.”

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