Savingswoman
97. Hope

Farel looked at the supine Raisya with gasping breath. Those brown eyes looked full of twinkle. Slowly, Farel gave up their union.

“Am I too rude?” Farel stroked the plan of Raisya's mane.

Raisya shook his head, still closing his eyes and adjusting his breathing. This drug has a huge effect.

Farel smiled, his hands clutching onto Raisya's body, making the two bodies stick together perfectly.

“Thanks.” Farel landed a kiss on the top of his woman's head.

Raisya remained silent, the woman pinned her face on the chest of Farel's field, seeking comfort to sleep.

Farel hissed softly, the touch on his chest, and the softness of Raisya's body made him feel a sense of turmoil. However, as hard as the man could bear.

“Sleep.” Farel stroked the brown mane plan, causing the master to be swept away in his beautiful dream.

The sound of regular breathing, and the subtle snoring made Farel's heart feel warm. The man hopes that this will be a new beginning.

****

Ricard stared at the stack of paper that was in front of him. Whatever pleasure Farel did, it would definitely end up bad luck*lan for the man.

“When will you thin out?’ Ricard stared fiercely at the stack of paper that was still thickening it. Even the sun was beginning to be seen, and the pile was still not less.

For the sake of a large salary, he will withstand drowsiness and laziness that hit. Farel took three full days off, meaning that, during that time, he had to complete all the tasks and rearrange Farel's schedule.

“Patience, patient people are also patient, and certainly loving.” Ricard stroked his chest, exhaling repeatedly.

The face that looked so cute turned cheerful again. The shadow of a beautiful, kind, loving woman made the man smile involuntarily.

Drt... Drt...

Ricard looked at his trembling gawai. The name of the Great Mistress, none other than Mary there. Unknowingly the eyes of the man widened, the shadow of the beautiful woman quickly replaced with the face of the strict and cruel old woman.

“Hallo Big madam,” Ricard said with a little trembling.

“Where is Farel?”

“Eh, Sir is on Big Lady's business.”

“Tell him, I can't talk about something important.”

Tut!

Ricard was surprised by Maria's sharp tone, more surprised by the statement just now.

“What's up? Looks like something isn't okay.” Ricard scratched his temple.

****

The sun seemed to be peering shyly from the gap of the curtains. Two figures of couples hugging each other and channeling warmth sleep quietly on the bed that looks very messy.

Several times the wind rubbed their hair, made one of the stu open his eyes, and showed a beautiful brown netra.

Farel smiled, the sight of Raisya sleeping tightly hugging her waist every morning was his biggest dream. He prayed that God would allow himself to enjoy this sight every day.

Farel who saw the eyes of Raisya who blinked due to the flickering of his hair smiled. That green Netra was peeping deeper into that peaceful face that looked a little pale. His burly hand stroked the gentle mane, returned it to its original place, and touched the smooth cheek plan.

Raisya who felt very disturbed then opened her eyes, then opened her eyes. The first sight he saw was a perfect chest sculpture, plus some strong looking muscle protrusions.

“Good morning, dear.” Farel dyed the top of Raisya's head as his eyes looked at the Awakened Raisya.

“Pagi.”

“Ehh, isn't it already noon?” Raisya jumped when he realized the sun that was seen had risen from the window.

Farel turned his gaze, staring at the window that displayed the truly towering sun. The man chuckles a little, then drowns his face in Raisya's brown hair.

“Uhh, what are you doing?” Raisya tried to push Farel's chest over his face.

Farel chuckled, the man deepened his embrace, sniffing greedily the scent of Raisya's hair. The smell of jasmine mixed with sweat.

“Farel, you make me tight.” Raisya slapped Farel's chest.

Farel chuckled, then took off his grip. His eyes looked down, clearly the pouting face of Raisya.

“Basic!” Raisya snorted in annoyance. The woman's face grew even paler, even cold sweat started to pour out from her forehead.

Farel who saw Raisya's originally pouting face turned into I frowned.

“Raisya, are you okay?” Farel asked in an anxious tone.

Raisya closed his eyes for a moment, trying to dispel the dizziness that had been plaguing him since. Even the woman began to not be able to hear Farel's voice that greeted him with worry.

“Raisya.” Farel got up, occupied himself, even the man did not care about his nakedness.

The memory of Raisya being allergic to drugs hit his head. As much as possible, he is negligent. With a slight tremble, the burly hand grabbed the slacks that were slung down quickly, then held Raisya's head over her thigh.

Cold skin was clearly felt on his warm thighs. Farel was increasingly worried, especially when he saw Raisya who kept his eyes closed with frowning eyebrows, like enduring pain.

“Honey, can you hear me?” Farel gently patted Raisya's cheek.

Raisya remained silent, he remembered that the stimulant drug would be bad for his health. Even his chest started to tighten, and his breathing started to feel difficult.

Farel tightly gripped Raisya's clenched hands, even the woman's chest looked a little puffed up due to the pain felt.

“Ah, Farel, my chest hurts.” Raisya held onto her chest with breaths that started to go irregular.

Farel was trembling, his hand reaching for the device lying at the end of the bed, he quickly grabbed it and tried to call Jesika's number.

“Darling, you have to endure.” Farel dipped several times Raisya's forehead which looked full of sweat.

Raisya felt her ears buzzing, even her eyes were getting harder to open. Everything was getting more painful as his body trembled violently, even like a seizure.

Farel looked anxiously at Raisya. His hands clenched tightly with a reddened face holding back the cries. The memory of Raisya lying in a daze filled his brain. He did not want to lose Raisya. Just now he felt happiness, why did God steadfastly take away his happiness by showing him his terrible womanhood.

“Breng*ek! Why can't you be contacted.” Farel growled furiously at the busy tone of his cellphone.

“Honey, hang on, don't worry me.” Farel clasped tightly onto Raisya's body, trying to withstand the spasms on the body that were not wrapped in thread at all.

Raisya shed tears. Even her consciousness was thinning, and the woman still shed tears. The pain he felt was simply intolerable. Everything was more chaotic as the darkness drowned him even more, leaving him swept away in that unrelenting pain.

Farel ended up crying, seeing Raisya's calm body with her lips increasingly hunting made her terrified beyond measure.

“I'll kill you Salsha, if anything happens to my wife!” Farel hissed sharply with tears filling his cheeks.

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Sorry yes, up late bgt, again many guests continue also gk feel good, thanks for reading