Savingswoman
51. Undecided

“You sure?” Raisya looked at Jesika seriously.

“I'm sure Madam, even I saw myself meeting the two of them. And I also have real proof.” Jesika stared firmly at Raisya. As if to prove that he is not bragging.

Raisya closed his eyes, feeling depressed by the news he heard. The only hope that could save him from Farel's grasp is now gone.

How could Salsha Dadal, whom he knew to be so loyal to Farel, do such a disgusting thing. Had Salsha not had an affair with her model partner, things would have been easier for her.

Raisya will ask for forgiveness and ask Salsha for help to free him. She was sure that no wife would willing her husband to have a mistress, that the wife would do various ways to separate her husband from his mistress, Raisya thought.

“As safe now?” Raisya's body decays.

Jesika with a sigep helps Raisya to sit on the sofa on the balcony. Jesika's slender hand gently stroked the fragile shoulder.

The narrowed eyes squinted at the bite marks on Raisya's left shoulder, and increasingly squinted at the red marks engraved beautifully on both wrists.

“Mistress, what happened.” Jesika asked seriously. His slender hand grabbed both wrists that had the wound.

Raisya threw away his face, embarrassed to tell him about the misfortune that had befallen him. Enough, only he knows!

Jesika sighed harshly. His slender hand gently stroked that injured wrist. Although Raisya did not tell what happened, but he who had been a psychologist and saw some scars, as well as *kissmark* in Raisya's body, he could conclude for himself. Raisya was harassed again.

“Master is actually a weak person.” Jesika spoke with a look at the sky.

Raisya who heard Jesika's words looked at the face of the slender-eyed woman with raised eyebrows. Weak men? How could?

“You know Madam? life Master turned out not to be easy.” Jesika said with a straight look ahead. He recalled his search for Farel and his family.

“Torture, abuse, and betrayal often make us close our hearts. Makes us like human beings who have no heart, but all that we do is to cover our wounds and weaknesses.”

“In fact, they tend not to understand how to show their love. Because they only know what it's like to receive a wound.”

Raisya was confused by Jesika's words. What does all that mean? don't know how to show love?

“Master, just over-loving Madam. His love makes him lose his mind.”

“Sometimes we also need to look around us, not only feeling our own pain so as to blame the cause of the pain. We need to know the reason behind all that treatment.”

Raisya. Now he understood who Jesika meant. Was his view wrong about Farel?

“Do you justify Farel's actions?” Raisya stared flat at Jesika.

Jesika smiled gently. “No crime should be justified Madam. But it would be nice to look for the cause of all these actions. Madam, I would like to ask, how many times has Madam been harassed sir, and why has Madam experienced that?”

Raisya fell silent, finding it hard to recall his old wounds. “Two times. First when I ran away, and finally he found me. And earlier, when she saw me just put on a towel.”

“Mistress, sometimes love can blind the mind and take away the conscience. Enlivened the person never feels how it feels to be loved, and how to pour out affection. So they choose to follow emotions.”

Raisya was silent, his heart touched to hear Jesika's words. How should he behave with Farel?

“I have to how?” Raisya pulled her hand from that grasp. Twisting each finger, as a form of its restlessness.

“Help Mr. Farel Madam. He needs Madam, only Madam can cure him. If you can't age with him, at least help him until he can be completely healed.”

“Why should I help him?” Raisya looked at Jesika softly.

“Give attention, affection, and understanding about loving the right. Give Mr. example.”

“If I suddenly leave, will he be okay?”

“There will be no one who will be fine when left by loved ones, but if you go after healing Sir, I think Master still has his wits. If you leave when you haven't fully recovered, I'm afraid you'll lose your world, and make it fall.”

“How about Jhonatan?” Raisya asked with a heavy tone.

Jesika smiled hearing the question. He saw what kind of changes have come up lately. And he felt that Raisya was beginning to taste with Farel. However, his feelings were held back due to Farel's bad attitude and his love for Jhonatan.

“As safe with the feelings of the Madam herself? Isn't there a little bit of feeling for Mister?”

The deg!

Raisya's heart was beating fast. Farel? Does he love her?

“I__ No! I will never love anyone's husband!”

Jesika smiles. He understands how difficult it is to be Raisya. Having an affair with a man's husband is tantamount to destroying a woman's self-esteem. A good woman would not want to have such a relationship, let alone snatch the happiness of another woman.

“Are you not curious why the Master chose you as his woman?”

Raisya fell silent at Jesika's question. Yes, he was very curious.

“Are you also not curious as the beginning of the relationship Mr with Mrs Salsha?”

Again Raisya could only be silent.

“And also like the beginning of Salsha's relationship with the man?”

*******

On the other hand Jhonatan reread the letter written by the lover. Her pliers clenched tightly reading every scratch of ink inside there. Foraman can his lover experience something so bad just to save it. He felt useless, afflicted with his present condition.he suffered paralysis.

“Raisya, baby, I love you. Don't worry I hate you because you're not holy anymore.”

His brain twisted some of his safety memories with the lover. A longing puffed up in his chest. He misses Raisya a lot, but he can't do anything to meet his soulmate.

“I will reply to everyone who is the cause of your grief.” Jhontan tightly gripped the letter.

His teeth chattered in memory of the incident that killed his adoptive parents. Everything was carefully planned, and he was off guard.

“I'm sorry, Mommy, Deddy. If only I had been stronger and more thorough, we would not have suffered such a fate. More Raisya. My girl will not experience injustice.”

Jonathan closed his eyes tightly, making every corner of his eye flow clear liquid, tears. Their happy faces when they were together. Although Risya's parents are not her biological parents, but she loves them both sincerely. Moreover, they also accept and choose him as their beloved daughter's partner regardless of his unclear origin.