The Cold Wife
Season 3 (96)

Emilia was pensive in the kitchen while stirring milk for her son. It's been a week since he and Marvel moved into an apartment. Not one bit of it got the peace there. Even his head hurts almost every day because he thinks about his life problems. He is confused about what to do to convince Eveline if he is innocent. Never terbesit dibesit dibelakannya to finish the lives of others, what else innocent baby. If he could turn back time, he would rather die.

Suddenly a pair of perfectly circular big hands on her stomach, of course Emilia was stunned and instantly turned around.

"What do you think hem?" A kiss landed on Emilia's lips. Who else would have done it if not Marvel.

"Nothing." Emilia told a lie, even she smiled to cover up her anxiety.

Marvel gave him a kiss again, but this time on his wife's forehead. "Stop thinking about things that will make you sick, Emilia. I noticed his body getting thinner. Watch your diet."

Emilia nodded obediently without taking out a word. Then look at her husband's neat appearance with office stellan.

"You're going to the office?" Finally the beautiful voice escaped from her tiny lips.

Marvel nodded. "If I stay home, how can I make you fat?"

Emilia smiled slightly. "You want me to be fat? Not ashamed if your wife looks ugly?"

Marvel smiled faintly. "It's better that you're a little full, so that other people don't think I'm making life difficult."

"Ck, I don't think cold men like you think about what other people say." He hit Marvel's chest slowly and hugged her tightly. "Thank you for believing in me."

Marvel returned his wife's embrace warmly. "You're my wife, I should've trusted you."

Emilia nodded with a smile. Ever since Marvel said it would trust him wholeheartedly, Emilia had also done the same. She will trust her husband with all her heart. After all during their marriage, Marvel always showed a good attitude even though the man seemed cold and arrogant. But Emilia could see that sincerity.

"That's enough, I have to go to the office." Marvel gently pushed his wife. Then he looked at that beautiful face carefully. "Maybe I'll be home late. Don't wait for me."

Emilia nodded again.

"Then where's Noah?" Marvel asked when he didn't see his son.

"Ah, since waking up from his sleep the boy has run to the playroom. Looks like he's happy with the new toy your Daddy gave me." Answer Emilia as she is.

Marvel smiled faintly and rushed into his son's playroom. Then Emilia followed him while bringing milk and food for her son.

"Morning, Son." Greet Marvel as he enters his son's playroom. Noah looked over and smiled so sweetly.

"Morning, Daddy." The reply. Marvel approached and took him to his lap.

"Well, you got a new toy hem?" He asked as he kissed the cheek of his son.

Noah nodded enthusiastically while showing Marvel the new toy. The boy looked happy and continued to chatter.

Not long after Emilia entered, Noah and Marvel's reflexes turned around at the same time. Seeing that Emilia felt anxious herself.

"Let's have breakfast, Noah." Take him along and put a tray on the table and come to his son and hold him. "We then took a shower."

Emilia kissed Noah's cheek and asked him to sit on the sofa. Then feed the child painfully. Sometimes he even asked his son to joke. Of course, all of that did not escape the scrutiny of Marvel. Warmth slowly enveloped his heart as he watched that.

Emilia turned to Marvel. "You better have breakfast too, Marvel. I made an omelette for you."

Marvel looked at him. "You don't want to bribe me either?"

Spontaneous Emilia was startled and glared at hearing it. But the man smiled meaningfully and left the room without a word.

"Snack." Mumbled Emilia who returned to feed her son. Marvel did not appear again long ago.

"You forgot something?" Emilia looked at him confusedly. Marvel shook his head and left again. Of course that made Emilia even more confused.

"What's wrong with her? It's really weird." His murmuring was no longer thought out. Marvel can be silly like that.

After feeding her son, Emilia went to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes. And it turns out Marvel is still sitting at the dinner table eating his omelet.

"I thought you were gone." Emilia also started the conversation.

"I'm waiting for you." Marvel caught the attention of his wife. Emilia washes her hands and dries them. Then sat down next to Marvel, staring at him.

"none. I just want to wait for you, is that wrong? Eat it." Marvel answered while offering the rest of the omelet.

"No, you just spend it. I can make it again." Reject Emilia. But not Marvel, of course, if it accepts rejection. The man cut him a little and then fed his wife. Emilia's reflexes bulged as the omelette entered her mouth. And it tastes very salty. He was in a hurry to drink.

"Nake?" Marvel looked at him with a mocking look. Emilia's face flushed with embarrassment. He himself did not know why he could cook that season.

"You daydream when you cook?" Marvel folded both of his hands in the chest. And it made Emilia feel guilty and immediately took the plate.

"I'll make a new one" he bargained to wake up. But Marvel held him off first.

"No need, I'm late." Marvel woke up to see the watch in his hand. Then leave Emilia just like that.

Emilia sighed harshly after her husband. He cursed himself for thinking Marvel was angry. He could have messed up this beautiful morning.

A few minutes after Marvel left, someone pressed the doorbell. Emilia who was cleaning was amazed and thought it was Marvel. Because the guy always presses the bell when he comes home from work. I don't know what her goal is either Emilia doesn't know.

"Ck, did he leave anything behind?" Without thinking much, Emilia turned to the door and opened it. But he immediately gasped in shock when he saw Eveline and not Marvel.

"D__eve?" Emilia looked nervous. The woman glared at Emilia at a glance, then walked in without excuse. Yeah, Eveline just came alone.

With mixed feelings Emilia closed the door and followed her sister-in-law. Eveline looks through the whole apartment. Then it ends in front of a large frame that is displayed on the wall. A picture of a little family who looks happy.

"Eve, what do you want to drink?" Ask pleasantries. Suddenly Eveline turned around with a look of unfriendly eyes. And that made Emilia's body bristle. What else when the woman walked towards him. The Emilia reflex took a few steps back.

"Fearful?" Eveline smiled mockingly. "I think women like you don't know fear."

Emilia tried to toughen up and tried not to duck. Remembering what her husband often heard.

Never lower your eyes from anyone, you are Madam Digantara now.

Eveline felt challenged and smiled bitterly. "So now you've become brave hem? Is it because my brother is behind you?"

Emilia clenched her hands together, this time determined to fight her fear. "What purpose are you here for?"

Eveline closed her lips in Emilia's ear and whispered, "seeing you die."

The Emilia reflex took a few steps back. Of course Eveline smiled triumphantly. Then the woman looked around. "Where's your son?"

Hearing that question, Emilia was shocked and approached him again. Clutching tightly the collar of Eveline's shirt. "Don't try to hurt my son."

Eveline brushed off Emilia's hand violently. Then take something out of his bag. Emilia's eyes widened when she saw Eveline pull out a gun.

"What do you want to do?" Emilia was about to retreat, but Eveline first withdrew her hand. And put the gun in his hand.

Emilia was getting panicked and frightened.

"You can replace your son." Eveline whispered back. "Death before me, Emilia. Or your son will replace you."

Emilia's body shivered in fear hearing the threatening tone.

Eveline laughed blandly and walked to the sofa and sat there crossing her legs and folding her hands to her chest. Staring at Emilia was full of intimidation.

With her hands and feet beginning to tremble Emilia looked towards the door where her son was. Hope the kid doesn't get out of there.

"Do, Emilia. You alone must pay for my son's death. Or...."

"good. I'll do it." Sergey Emilia knows what Eveline is going to say next. He did not want his son in danger. "But I beg you, don't let my son see all this."

Eveline smiled and then got up from his position. "All right, come with me."

Emilia obediently followed him but before that she could look at the door where Noah was.

I'm sorry, Mommy. Mommy did this for your own good. The inner Emilia who then took action followed Eveline.