Savingswoman
60. Pregnant

Max looked at Salsha who had been lying pale for a few days. Fear began to spread in his heart, he was afraid that Salsha had a serious illness.

Some days Salsha looks lethargic, even her appetite also dropped dramatically. His attitude towards the environment made him even more confused.

“Salsha, let's get up, I haven't eaten.” Max gently stroked that shoulder.

Slowly Salsha opened her eyes. Those black eyes looked pretty, even the normally seductive face was deathly pale.

“No, I don't want to eat that disgusting food.” Salsha threw a face.

Max breathed a breath. How could the woman say chicken porridge is disgusting food. If the porridge he gave was bland, perhaps he would have received the word. But this is their subscription porridge, Salsha's favorite porridge.

“Hay, this is your favorite porridge, are you sure?”

“Max, please throw away the food, it sure smells disgusting.” Salsha pulled out a blanket to cover her body.

Max tried to be patient, slowly rising up and leaving the room. His burly hand brought the porridge back to the kitchen, put it on the table, and left the porridge itself.

“Max.”

Max who had just entered the room approached. The worried face was clearly visible from there.

“You need what?” Max gently stroked Salsha's head that was poking between the thick of the blanket.

“I want young mango.”

Max's eyes glared at Salsha's words. How can the woman ask for things that are strictly prohibited for anyone who is sick to eat.

“Ha, what are you saying. You can't eat acidic food like that.”

“But I want.” Salsha looked at Max glazed over.

“Salsha_”

“You're evil.” Salsha turned her body violently. It was clear that the body was shaking.

Max who saw Salsha's state rubbed a rough face. Salsha can turn into a child.

“Ok, I'll get you a mango, but please don't cry again.” Max rubbed his vibrating back slowly.

Salsha who heard that immediately turned her body around. Staring at Max with a bright glowing face.

“I want mangoes in the city XXXX,” Salsha say sweetly.

Max glared in disbelief. Just because mango he has to go out of town. “here is also there, why should be out of town all. After all, the taste of mango also remains the same.”

“The tree should be mango there. Don't come back before you get that mango,” Salsha blurted cynically.

“Why did you change like that. You act exactly like a pregnant woman.”

The deg!

Salsha was shocked to hear Max's words. Getting pregnant? While Max who realized his words also surprised.

“Do not think strangely. I always take a preventative pill, so I can't possibly get pregnant. Now quickly go, do not find another reason.” Banish Salsha.

Max could only resignedly hear the full tone of the expulsion. Although he was suspicious of Salsha, he tried to remain calm.

“I go first, you don't forget to eat. If you do not want to mkan porridge, in the kitchen there are some food.”

“Hmmm.”

Max is approaching Salsha. Kiss a glimpse of that white forehead, then walk away leaving the woman alone.

Salsha stared at the closed door elaborately. His slender hands involuntarily stroked his flat stomach.

“What if here really exists. I can't accept it, I'll do anything to get rid of it.”

*****

Max stared at the street with a blank look. There was a glimmer of hope in those eyes.

*****

Raisya looked at the servants who were cleaning the garden. It itself. Farel had gone to the office this morning, I don't know what the man would do when his hands could not be used properly.

“Mrs.”

Raisya blinked, his eyes looking at the middle-aged parush man in charge of taking care of the garden in the Mansion.

“Iya why Sir?”

“Actually Master ordered me to ask you about this garden. Maybe you want a special flower garden like a greenhouse or something else?”

“Hmmm, it's up to you Sir. I don't have any picture of the garden,” Raisya replied as it is.

The old servant seemed to think. If Farel did not give a threatening order, he might be happy to hear Raisya's words. But his superior commanded him, to make the garden according to Raisya's wishes. If it is like this, he must think hard in order to complete his task.

“I'm sorry Mistress, what flowers do you like the most?” The old servant asked with a smile.

Raisya started thinking. What flowers he likes the most, honestly he likes all flowers and natural beauty, There is no specific flower like what.

“I like all flowers Sir. Maybe even prefer more bank interest.” Raisya replied with a little joke in the end. Somehow he felt this supposedly light conversation was heavy. Her green net looked into the eyes of the old servant who looked depressed.

The servant almost dropped his jaw down to hear Raisya's words. If so, he also likes bank interest the most.

“Ah, you are too good at making jokes Madam. Do you like something fragrant and not boring that is definitely unique?”

“hmmm, yes I like.”

“If it is like that if we make a sakura garden here. It will definitely look beautiful,” The waiter said with a sparkling face.

The shadow of the cherry trees blooming and falling in the wind filled Raisya's brain. Unknowingly his lips curved upwards. The old servant who saw the arch smiled.

“Yes, that's a very good idea. But what cherry blossoms can grow in Indonesia?”

“Oh, the matter leave me alone Madam. I have several ways that I have learned and managed to grow cherry blossoms. You just need to monitor and see the results later.”

“Wah, you are amazing Sir. By the way what's your name? We have talked a lot, but I have absolutely no idea what your name is,” Raisya said with embarrassment.

The old servant chuckled awkwardly. Her lady is very friendly and kind. “My name is Mr. Julo Madam. Forgive my stupidity for not introducing myself first.”

“Ah, that's no problem. Now let's talk about sakura tree planting.”

“Good Mistress.”

*****

Farel leaned back on his back. Thought raging. It justifies all of Raisya's speech yesterday night. He had to make up his mind without carrying the name of Raisya in it. He did not want Raisya to be dragged later.

Geck... Geck..

Farel straightened his body. Boost hard, then give instructions to enter.

Chequek!

“Excuse Mister.”

Farel nodded his head, looking at Ricard who was carrying the yellow map.

“How?”

“All is ready. Just need the signature of Mr and Mrs Salsha.” Ricard handed the yellow map over.

Farel looked at the Map with a complicated look. While Ricard who saw Farel's gaze berdahem.

“Pardon my sass Taun, have you already discussed this matter with the Big Mistress.”

Farel was digesting the words Ricard. Oh, he forgot about Maria. But he was sure his grandmother would support his decision later. Yeah, hopefully like that.

“i'm sure, Grandma will definitely approve my decision.”

“Oh, yes Mr.” Ricard answered nervously. Somehow Ricard felt everything was not as easy as Farel had paid. Whatever it was, he just prayed that Farel would be happy.

Farel quickly picked up the ballpoint pen that was in his pocket. Steadily her hands moved agilely there, a sign she was confident for the divorce. After the conversation with Raisya, Farel's mind opened. True, he must indeed release Salsha, without carrying the name of Raisya in the process of his passion later.