Savingswoman
18. Bedding Partner

Salsha stared at the glass door in front of her. It had been ten minutes since Farel went to Toliet however, there was no sign he would return.

He was afraid if Farel returned to acting like the incident before he went to Sumbawa. In Salsha's heart he swore loudly, feeling foolish to have forgotten the habits of Farel. How can he remember Max?

His anxiety grew stronger after half an hour more he waited as if in vain. He tried to call Farel's number, but he always heard a busy tone.

“Who are you calling Farel?” Salsha bit her lip. Even his eyes were already glazed over, shame, fear, disappointment mixed into one. He looked at the food in front of him that had definitely cooled down. Even the curious gaze of the maid who was at the door made her mood unsettled.

He lyrics a beautiful circular clock in his left hand once again. Exactly at 2 o'clock, which means Farel left him exactly an hour. Withstood tears, Salsha left the place.

“Wait for mbak.”

The call stopped Salsha who was trying to leave the room, without causing any curiosity from people. Salsha looked at the maid with her eyebrows raised next door.

The man's servant swallowed a rough ludh. The nervousness of meeting a main model, the fear of the sharp gaze made his guts shrink. But he has to do his job.

“Sorry, your food has not been paid.”

As if falling down the stairs, Salsha felt that her fate was extraordinary. Not only was he left without clarity, he was also humiliated in front of many people. He could see from the corner of his eyes that several people were whispering to each other.

His throat felt choked, immediately he gulped roughly. By grabbing the remnants of his pride he grabbed the small bag he was holding, taking out dozens of pieces of red money that made the waiter glare.

“Sorry, this is too much.”

Salsha ignored the servant's words. Immediately he left the place with a self-esteem that had been blown away somewhere.

Salsha stared at the quiet streets, she sighed at her hp\_ who had run out of power.

Tin... Tin..

Salsha stared at the strange car that stopped in front of her. He felt familiar with the black car, but he also forgot who the owner was. Ignoring the strange car, he walked in heels 12 inches.

“Hay.”

Salsha froze to the sound. The sound he was avoiding. How can the owner of the voice already exist in Jakarta? Quickly he swung his feet trying to avoid.

The pull of his shoulder made his footsteps stop, even unconsciously sprained his leg.

“Auch.” Salsha grimaced with pain in her legs.

The figure that pulled him that was none other than Max looked at Salsha worriedly. However, the worry seemed to evaporate looking at the clothes Salsha was wearing. Without a second thought he took off the jacket on his body and put it on Salsha's body. Salsha froze looking at Max who covered her body gently.

“I've said repeatedly, don't wear clothes lacking material.” Max growling.

Salsha was speechless staring at the way Max closed his body. His heart was warm, but there was no vibration he felt when he was with Max like he was with Farel. Remembering Farel made her feel messy.

Salsha. Max raised his body like a prince lifting the body of a princess.

Max stared at Salsha sharply. For example, he could let Salsha walk on foot like that. He would not let Salsha feel pain as long as she was still there.

“Max.” Salsha grew increasingly rebellious seeing Max who ignored her words. He was only afraid that if there were paparazzi who saw him like this, there would be a big scandal that would definitely tarnish his prestige and accompany the name Farel. He didn't want it all to happen.

“Be quiet, your voice bothers me.” Max hissed making Salsha stop hugging.

Max looked at Salsha with his flat face. He really did not want to make Salsha hurt, either because of his physique or because of his words. He said such words only wanted Salsha to be silent and not rebel anymore.

Max placed Salsha's body beside the wheel carefully. He got rid of Salsha's messy hair. A sad face was clearly visible on that pretty face, making Max feel guilty.

“I'm sorry.”

Salsha is shocked to hear Max's apology. What happened to the man in front of him?

“I don't mean to say rude,” Max said in a soft tone.

Salsha finally understood what Max's apology meant. He was not saddened by Max's words, but he was silent because he compared Max's and Farel's nature. Although Farel was considerate, but he felt Farel's attention was like the attention of a friend. Unlike Max who looks at her and memeperhatiknya lovingly.

“Salsha?” Max is terrified to see Salsha still silent. He condemns its harshness.

“It's okay. Thank you for helping me.”

Max gets to the steering wheel, starts running his car away from the cafe. Salsha stared at the streets, if Farel behaved like Max, she would be the happiest woman. Despite the nature of Max's scumbag screwing her, Salsha is aware of everything Max does because of her great love. And it makes Salsha even more sad, because until anytime he will not be able to return Max's feelings. His love is only for Farel.

“Where are you going now?” Max looked at Salsha with occasional sightings of the streets.

Salsha stared straight ahead reluctantly at Max. To meet Farel at this time he has not been able to.

“Bring me home on the road xxx”

Max looked at Salsha with his eyebrows down. He thought something was wrong with the woman. Her hand gently rubbed Salsha's hair, making Salsha aghast and looking at her as if asking.

“If there is a problem you can tell.” Max smile.

Salsha was filled to see that smile.His heart warmed. It was as if it had a shelter when the storm hit. But once again trying to get rid of that thought, he had to limit his intrusion with Max, he did not want to give hope to Max.

“Why do you stick like that?” Sasha stared straight at the black bead of eyes.

Max frowned at Salsha's question. How could he question his attitude?

“Hay, it's only natural that I behave like that. Isn't our relationship more than just friends?”

Salsha grew increasingly tense hearing Max's speech. The speech reminded them of the hot night they spent diving in Sumbawa. Salsha was scared, even her hands trembled realizing that she had betrayed Farel.

“Forget all that happened in Sumbawa,” Salsha said firmly to make Max stop the speed of his car.

“What do you mean?”

“I said forget it, assume it's all nothing.”

“Why can you say that, after those hot nights I already considered you my lover, despite your status as someone else's wife. I'm ready to be your dark lover.”

Salsha was shocked to hear Max's words. Is it so much Max's love, or is it just an obsession?

“Remember Max, you're not my girlfriend. Our relationship in Sumbawa is just a bed partner.” Salsha threw a face right after saying that. Max growled furiously, his pride hurt. If that's what he wants, he'll show you what a real bed partner is.