Savingswoman
140. The end?

The night was all stirred with two happy tidings. First about the marriage of a young businessman, Farel wiratman, then the figure of Atmaja descent, which they never know how it seems.

Many people who scorned Raisya's behavior, thought the widow deliberately approached Farel only to recover his company that was out of business. However, both from the side of Farel and Raisya look silent, reluctant to respond to their chatter that is considered only the last wind.

“Farel.” Call Raisya slowly.

Farel who was still engrossed coiled under the moss with a hand that stroked the plain belly of Raisya looked up.

“why dear?”

“Why are you building my company again?” Raisya looked at Farel. Those green eyes seemed to harbor a lot of emotions.

Farel who saw that justified his posture, leaving his innocent body partially exposed.

“Why? Don't you like it?”

“No, not like that. But I know, my family's company can't be helped anymore?” Raisya took out all the grunts he had in his heart.

“I know, your company is very important, because it's the only relic of your family, just think of it as our wedding gift.”

Raisya who heard Farel's light answer smashed his lips. “It's only fitting that everyone thought I was deliberately approaching you for treasure.” He muttered softly however, it could still be heard by Farel.

Farel who heard Raisya's words pulled the woman into his arms. Pasting the woman's face right on her innocent chest, to listen to her crazy-sounding heartbeat.

Raisya who was treated like that just kept silent, waiting for what was the purpose of Farel's actions.

“Darling, you heard my heart right?” Farel asked gently which Raisya was embracing.

“My heart has answered everything. You're not the one who approached me, but I'm the one who approached you. Don't let their talk make you think no-no. Let them think like that, it's their right. Most importantly, you're not like that, even if you are, I don't have a problem. As long as you stay with me, I will give you all my treasure.” Farel chuckled at the end of the sentence.

Raisya who initially felt overwhelmed suddenly looked up, then hit Farel's chest slowly.

“You think I'm female matre?”

“No, who says you're a female matre. There is no such thing as a matre term for a dear woman, there it is kere!” Farel snuffed out Raisya's nose.

“Ha? Kere?”

“Iya, kere. Only men cannot judge wanta matre.” Farel looked at Raisya seriously.

Raosya who heard Farel's words fell silent. His little brain tried to digest the meaning of the words of the husband. Farel, who saw him, chuckled.

“Not to be thought of. You better just think of me.” Farel rubbed Raisya's face in anxiety.

Raisya who was still seriously thinking was surprised by the rubbing on the face, her green eyes looking at Farel did not accept.

“What should I think of you? After all, you're in front of me.” Raisya stifled.

“Eits, although I am in front of you, but you must always think of me.”

“Why should it be like that?”

“Yes should, you know I'm your husband, and you should think of me.”

“Indeed, you think of me too?”

“Hay, darling. Hear me. There is no day without thinking of you, even when we are together like this, I always think of you.” Farel looked at Raisya seriously.

Raisya who heard the words was stunned, then a thin smile fell on his face. “Means now you're thinking of me too?”

“Iya, I am now thinking about you.”

“What do you think?” Raisya stroked Farel's jaw, making the man close his eyes, enjoying the elucidation in the jaw.

“Ekhm, I thought about how we might add another round.”

Just as he said that, Farel had already changed his position to above Raisya, making the pregnant woman shocked by the sudden actions of her husband.

“Farel, we just did that.” Raisya tried to push Farel's chest.

Farel who saw Raisya's actions smiled widely, the man's eyes were already foggy of passion, even Raisya could also feel that any unclosed asset was already towering tiggi.

“I'm tired Farel.” Raisya showed a face of melas, hoping Farel pity, and undo his intentions.

Farel who saw Raisya's face grinned even more. Almost a year with his woman, making him understand the attitude of Raisya.

“What's wrong, you just need to shut up and sigh. The rest leave it to your man this.” Farel blinked one eye.

Before hearing the woman's remark, Farel quickly silenced her sweet lips, ventured there, and even stroked whatever she came across with his tongue.

While Raisya who gets a delicious attack is only able to close his eyes. Even though she rejected the suamai's desire, but her husband knew how to make her complacent, even addicted.

Like at the moment. A lovable tongue plays in the mouth, and a hand that wilfully explores the valleys that it has always guarded.

The night was colder than the other night. Moreover, the country they occupy is currently experiencing a season of snow. Share the warmth in the country of their choice to stay forever, to open a new page, and to rejoice in the happiness and memories they will carve together.

***

“Our child has grown up, even I will become a Grandma.” Tamara talks to her husband who seems to be still faithfully blindfolded.

A tearful look at the happier child without her made the old woman realize. All of his actions during this time yielded two results. First, the happiness of the child. Second, emptiness.

Thanks to the wounds he incised from childhood to form the soul of his son more mature. That's better than her son being a puppet of the Lawson family.

“Wake up, accompany me. You know, I'm on my own. I'm alone with my regrets and guilt.” Tamara wept dumbstruckly, the woman lowered her head, shedding tears and a painful feeling that felt hard.

While Maria who had been watching Tamara on CCTV just fell silent. There's a little bit of pity, but what's okay, it's punishment for the princess. Even so, the child must learn to be more desperate, and smarter to make decisions.

Wasn't she able to meet him to save the son, without having to play the role of an evil mother.

“May you be happy.” Maria turned off the screen, making the image of a crying Tamara replaced with a black screen.

***

Mr. Dadal looked at the wife who looked rebellious. One of the nurses was seen injecting something into the woman's body, causing the old body to slowly loosen, then collapse.

“Yes god. Why are you testing me like this?” The man rubbed his face rough, driving the tears that were brazenly erembas out of the eyes.

Drt... Drt...

The vibration of the device made Mr. Dadal sigh, then his old hand took the device to see who called him. The name of the hospital there. The worry about ceat made the old body tremble.

“Ya, hello.”

“Goodnight Mr. Dadal. Here, I would like to confirm, Miss Salsha's situation looks deteriorating. Our hospital is no longer able to handle your daughter.”

The deg!

Mr. Dadal looks stiff. His old eyes looked dewy, one tear drop escaped in his old eyes. When all the other people were preoccupied with Farel's wedding news, he and his family had to feel the hardest thing.

“Is there no other way?” ask her with a hoarse voice.

“Sorry, Sir with great regret we can no longer handle. But if you are pleased, you can bring your Princess to seek treatment in XXX country, there the facilities are adequate.”

Mr. Dadal seemed to weigh in, thinking very carefully. Given their shattered finances are not left, can he pay for the child's medical expenses.

“How about the cost?”

“For a fee, it just so happens that here someone will bear it all Sir. You just have to sign all the necessary data.”

Mr. Dadal was silent. “Who is in charge?”

“All costs will be borne by Mr. Damian, Mr.”

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All night, , thank you for accompanying Author so far, beware the story of the mistress will end, and Author will create a new story,,, and,, there later you will know how the relationship continues Max and Salsha, but the new story Author gk focus on their romance story huh,, anyone kepo????

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