The Charm of Love Amartha
Rouse suspiction
"Mass? are you okay?" Amartha grew more worried when she saw her husband's deathly pale face.
"Nothing," said Satya, who walked closer to Amartha, he opened his coat and put it on the sofa. The man rolled up his black shirt on his elbow.
"By the way it's okay but your body says otherwise, you're too fussy on your mind and body, Sat!" said Sandra who saw her son was not in good shape.
"The rest is better too, Mom..." Satya gently rubbed her mammoth back, and smiled faintly.
"Yes, Mommy's coming home, baby? let's get some rest, if you need anything, call Mami, yeah?" said Sandra who said goodbye to her son and daughter-in-law
"Thank you, Mama!" Satya who escorted Mami Sandra to the exit.
After closing the door, Satya walked with a giant step towards his wife's bed.
"Mass? are you really okay?" said Amartha again who felt very sorry to see the usually slengean man look very helpless.
"Don't worry, Yank .. I'll get better, I'll take a break, okay?" satya.
"Where are you going?" Amartha asked as Satya was about to walk towards the sofa.
"You fell asleep there, Yank." said Satya pointing at the soft sofa by the window.
"Here it is," said Amartha who shifted her body to the edge, giving her husband a place. Satya scrunched her forehead.
"I'm..." Amartha hung up her words.
"Why?" Satya approached his wife.
"Pengen deket you, Mas.." said Amartha shyly, making Satya could not hide her smile.
"You don't go far, just here!" amartha again.
Satya finally got on the bed laying down beside his wife. They lay sideways, the man clasped Amartha's body from behind while his hands stroked where the future baby was.
Satya's gentle treatment made Amartha very comfortable, it did not take long they finally closed their eyes and rested their bodies.
Long enough they were closed, Satya's hands that originally continued to sweat cold now slowly faded. Satya felt extreme nausea, and woke the man up, while Amartha was still asleep. Satya ran towards the toilet to get back out her already turbulent bowels.
The man stared at the mirror in the sink, his face looking pale with cold sweat that started to pour out. Satya washed her face to make it look fresher, and dried it with a tissue. Satya came out of the toilet and reached into the cell phone in her pocket.
"La? can you come over here? please go to your mother's house, please take a suitcase filled with change of clothes for me and Amartha. Oh yeah? don't forget to buy shaved ice first, my stomach again is not good! I want to be a seger!" satya said on the phone, while Firlan who had just arrived at her house suddenly grabbed her hair upset, she should not have picked up the call from her boss.
Just now that the man was sitting on the sofa, slowly someone knocked on the door, and a figure that resembled the face of Aaraf.
"So, who's sick? you or Amartha?" asked the man while putting the papperbag on the table, he sat next to Satya.
"No one is sick" said Satya who made the man in front of him frown.
"But that's a really big shoot face" said the figure believed to be the twin of Aaraf.
"Oh, this is just because of the soy sauce," said Satya while continuing to pay attention to the look on the face of the old gray-fashioned man.
"Keep if it doesn't hurt why are you here?" the man rested his back on the back of the sofa.
"My wife does not hurt just need rest, again pregnant young," said Satya who made a lot of shock on the face of the man who then quickly returned the look of his face to calm.
No congratulations from the man's lips made Satya more curious about the figure who now grabbed the brown paper bag on the table.
"Oh, yes ... um, here I bring you some food" said the man who gave Satya a paper bag.
"Oh yeah .. thanks, but how do you know I'm here?" now it was Satya's turn to ask, while putting the pepper bag beside her and looking back at the interlocutor.
"Oh, it's from Firlan! I happened to meet him in the lobby, and he said that you were here" said the man, but Satya knew Firlan was not in the office, because his assistant was allowed to see Vira who was sick. So there's no way that person can meet Firlan in the lobby, unless Firlan has the ability to divide.
"Oh, huh? what's the need to look for me?" Satya behaved as casually as possible, she would follow this game.
"Nothing is important, just want to ask the news, and sorry I was forced to take back my investment, because yes ... know for myself the current economic situation is in a storm, hufh ... just surviving is lucky enough!" said the man who was met with a smile from Satya.
"I've heard the news, just relax, because after all this is all about business, all there is a calculation, and no one wants to lose" Satya said.
"Where? your company in japan?" Satya rubbed her stomach very do not know sikon, her stomach back churned causing an uncomfortable feeling. But as much as possible Satya took her mind off the discomfort.
"Everything's has been controlled, yes slowly starting to stabilize again" said the man in the gray shirt.
"Oh..." Satya only answered with one word, and it felt like he wanted to return to remove the contents of his stomach which might now only release bitter liquid, because from noon there was no food that had entered his stomach.
"A little while, I'm staying,"
And it's true Satya immediately released a yellow stomach liquid that feels very bitter and sour. Though he had absolutely no stomach disease, but his current state really made him very weak, it felt like something hit his stomach very strongly, before finally the liquid came out of his mouth again. The man's left hand was holding onto the sink, while the other hand was holding his stomach.
While Satya was in the toilet, the man who was still Aaraf approached the sleeping woman, he hurriedly touched Amartha's face. It made the woman very disturbed, but she refused to open her eyes. He kept his eyes closed and did not make any suspicious movements.
"Hey pretty!" said the man who made Amartha's heart beat, hearing the same greeting as the mysterious caller.
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