Savingswoman
99. Vengeances

Salsha felt all dark. A full sweat drenched his forehead. The urge and coldness he felt was only able to respond with long bellows with teary eyes.

Chequek!

A male figure with a face covered in a black mask entered the room quietly. That look looks so bad. A woman without a thread was in a bunch of animals barking.

“Please..” Salsha blurted out among her already bounded consciousness.

The man looked pityed, he quickly grabbed a blanket to cover the naked body and gave the code to bring the animals still berusha reach the body wrapped in the blanket.

While Salsha was only able to see a figure wrapped in black clothes entering the room and enveloping her body. Sayup-sayup he could hear the murmur of the man who made his grudge grow bigger.

“Really, Mr. Farel is very cruel.”

The woman's tears could not be prevented from sliding by themselves. Hearing the name of a loved man is the mastermind of his own destruction makes him desperate. His fist grew increasingly twitched, even the kegelapana began to devour him.

Let him lose this time. Let it look sad, but remember! a Salsha Daal would not let the one who destroyed her live a tranquil life.

Don't be asked about love, her heart was numb right when Farel had a passionate intercourse with his mistress, and had her plastered by dozens of animals barking at it.

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Max stared at the pile of yellow documents neatly stacked on his desk. His eyes glittered indicating he was planning something very big.

“Dramas smelling red onions will be seen soon. Ah, even more exciting if coupled with a little blood seasoning.”

*****

Farel looked at Raisya who was still limp with the infusion liquid attached to his left hand.

“You should recover dear.” Farel gently stroked the brown mane.

That shady look quickly turned dark. Anger was swerving in his chest. In his brain was a neat strategy to teach Salsha lessons. However, not now, he had to make sure everything was safe, including his wife's safety.

Farel glanced at Raisya, then landed a kiss on the forehead, running to those pale lips.

His burly legs walked towards the small bed that was already available inside. Slowly, the man screeched, bringing the bed closer so that it could stick perfectly with his female bed. He doesn't want to be far apart.

Farel laid down his body, looking tired from there. Her tang stroked the brown mane quietly, until drowsiness began to strike, and made her hand droop over Raisya's head.

Time goes by quickly. The sun that was visible far away began to be seen, showing signs of his presence and greeting the world cheerfully.

Chequek!

The nurse who was intending to do a routine check in the morning was filled to see the scene in front of him. Although the nurse had no idea what had happened to the rich man's first marriage, she could see the gaze of love and sincerity from the man to the brown unraveling woman.

The initial intention to do the task is replaced with a face that begins to meet red. The young nurse slowly walked over by closing the door slowly. Letting two lovebirds who are taking each other for warmth.

Farel who heard the sound of the door closing quickly opened his eyes. A young nurse's siluit was seen from there. Sighing in relief, the man immediately turned his panda to stare at the figure of the woman he loved was closing his eyes peacefully.

It was the woman's eyes that winked a few times, inviting the twinkle-filled gaze of Farel.

“Farel.” Raisya muttered softly, just as his eyes looked at Farel's face that looked so close.

Farel smiled, nodding quickly with reddened eyes. The worry about losing Raisya was gone in an instant after those eyes opened.

“Iya, darling. It's me, is anyone sick?” Farel asked gently.

Raisya smile. Seeing that worried look made his heart warm. Slowly he shook his head, though the woman was seen grimacing at the end of his arm.

“What happened?” Farel asked in a worried tone. Seeing Raisya's grimacing face made her heart beat crazily in fear.

“No, just dizzy.” Raisya held the corner of her fist.

Hearing the word dizzy increasingly made Farel his own crime. Visibly, the man quickly got up and pressed the emergency button several times.

While Raisya who saw Farel's behavior only shook his head.

“Farel, I'm fine.”

“What's okay, you're in pain Dear.” Farel growled furiously. He would at least like to see Raisya cover up his pain, or endure something without involving him in there. Although it was only a minor matter or a minor illness, he wanted Raisya to always look for him, lean back, and just depend on him, so that the woman would never have the thought of leaving him, as she is now, in the future, so that she would never have the thought of leaving him, and forever.

Chequek!

Jesika entered the ward with a breath of breath. His narrow eyes looked at the two lovebirds who looked to be fighting the argument.

“Raisya.” Jesika called out softly.

Raisya who initially focused only Farel immediately turned his fist, staring at the figure of a narrow-eyed woman who glazed there. A gentle smile she gave as a welcome.

Farel who saw Raisya's attention distractedly growled lazily, especially his eyes looking at Jesika who was already standing at the door. His hatred for the woman grew stronger. Really sucks.

Jesika lined up slowly, passing by Farel who was looking at him sharply. “You, what hurts.” The slender hand was about to caress Raisya's face, again the digin voice stopped its steps.

“Jaga your limits! You are forbidden to touch my wife!” Farel pressed down on every word.

Jesika rolled her eyes lazily. What a former boss that's really, really shitty.

“Sorry, Mr. Farel. If I cannot touch your Wife, how can I check on the current state of the Lady?” Jesika looked up, staring at Farel.

Let him say the beans forget the skin. What can I do. He loved Raisya very much, and the man brazenly put limits on their relationship.

“You can only be uncertain when doing your duty! Don't take a chance!”

“Where did I take that chance?”

“You almost touched my wife's face!”

“Hey, he's my friend. So it's only natural that I touch it.” Jesika looked at Farel.

“Only I can touch my wife!” Farel pressed down on his every word, leaving Jesika agape in disbelief and Raisya closed her eyes in annoyance.

“You can be silent no?” Raisya asked in a cold tone.

They both seemed to be clenching their lips together. Farel immediately turned his face into a frown, building the image he always displayed when he was with Raisya.

“He who started Darling.” Farel approached Raisya, seeking the woman's attention and defense.

Jesika opened her mouth in disbelief. Where is that flat, cold, sharp tone.why now only see a spoiled, sweet, and slightly adorable aura? Absolutely disgusting.

“Farel, he's my friend, so you should get used to seeing me with him. She's a girl, too.”

“No, you don't need friends, you just need me, so do I. And again, I'm jealous! Although she's a girl, but she has the potential to snatch you from me.” Farel spoke with teary eyes. The man is too perfect to play his part, making anyone who sees him will be pityed, but not with the slender-eyed woman, the woman who had felt and seen the cruel pain of the man when tormenting him first. He was sure, all just a charade to further bind his friend.