The Ruler's Widower
Caught Wet

“I am a businessman, it is impossible for me to provide assistance for Free.”

Sahira lowered her head, “Whatever you want me to do it.” Sahira is determined in him, he will do everything he can as long as Rangga can be free.

“I'll help, if you're willing to be a mother to Zeina.”

Sahira's head that was originally lowered quickly lifted and looked at Filio. “Meanor?”

“I want you to be Zeina's legitimate mother in the eyes of the law.”

Filio's wish surprised Sahira. “I mean My master should be a mother and wife?”

“If you don't want to, I won't force.” Sahira's movements held Filio down so quickly, that Filio stopped his movement to get into the car.

“I want Tuan, as long as Rangga is free from fines and not in jail.” Despite considerable doubt in his mind, Sahira assures him that this is the best course. Only Filio was able to help him at this moment.

‘Stupid!’ inner Filio. According to him Sahira really made by love, even for the sake of seeing Rangga free without burden he sold himself.

“Log in, you must join to register your divorce and our marriage.”

Both Sahira eyes perfectly round hearing Filio's orders, “Divorce?”

“Quick I don't have much time!”

Sahira gasped at Filio's clasping, he entered and sat beside Filio with an awkward feeling.

Throughout the journey Sahira just lowered his head. His heart and mind continue to wrestle over the decisions taken.

When the car driven by Erik arrived at the company building Filio walked in a hurry followed by Erik who tailed behind. While Sahira is still confused, the article was Filio said he wanted to arrange a divorce but why even to the Havelaar Group building.

As Filio and Erik got into the elevator, they looked at each other. Erik who understood the intent of Filio's gaze immediately stopped the elevator door that was about to close.

Erik went back to where he parked his car. “Let's come with me,” Erik's orders firmly.

Sahira follows Erik into the elevator. “Why are we here?”

“Lord Filio must attend an important meeting, after this we will take care of the divorce papers and marriage registration.”

Up to the top floor the elevator door opened. Erik invites Sahira to enter Filio's office. “Miss wait here, don't go anywhere. Toilet is on the west.” Erik's hand moved toward the toilet.

Sahira nodded obediently. “Then I excuse.” Erik's voice sounded very polite.

Half an hour Sahira waited in boredom. Even his mouth kept yawning, bored. Unceasingly Sahira's eyeballs glanced at her watch.

Sahira's body feels sore, this wants to break his body. But doubtful, he felt disrespectful. After going through the confusing considerations, Sahira finally promised herself to lay her body down for five minutes.

Sahira felt the sofa in this room welcoming the arrival of her body, she felt very relaxed. Her calf that is sore after walking feels comfortable without having to bear her body weight.

***

Filio entered his study. His attention was on Sahira who was asleep on the sofa. Filio's feet stepped closer to Sahira. The woman fell asleep very soundly, her face looked very calm. His eyebrows lined up neatly, his lips pale. Filio realizes that Sahira is not wearing makeup.

Either the wind from which Filio raised Sahira's body, instead of waking her up. Before arriving in the room, she was determined to take care of her marriage as soon as possible.

Sahira's body had just touched the bed but both of her eyes were perfectly open. Filio's hand that was still behind Sahira's head made their distance very close.

Filio and Sahira meet each other. I don't know why Filio's heart is beating faster than usual. It had never been thought in Filio's head that Sahira would wake up so soon, in such a state as int*tim. Filio feels his wibowas destroyed instantly, he is afraid that Sahira will think a no-no.

Erik entered into the room Filio whose door was not closed, his gaze fixed on the room where Filio rested. Seeing the intimate things that will be done by the couple, Erik felt he had to prevent it. He can't let Filio like Sahira.

Erik cleared his throat fast enough to surprise Filio. For some reason his reflexes were so stupid, that Filio's sturdy body collapsed onto Sahira's body in surprise.

Sahira's bead is puffed up when she feels her lips hit by Filio's.

Sahira swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. This quite in*team position makes Sahira feel that she is cheating on Rangga. Both Sahira's hands pushed against Filio's chest. “Sorry Sir, I want to go to the bathroom.”

“Sorry Sir it seems I came at an inopportune time,” with his leisure move Erik out.

Filio stared at Sahira's hasty departure. He sat shuffling his neatly combed hair. “Ah why does he push me like that, do I look like a pervert? There was not even an element of willfulness to kiss her, Filio's inner” began to babble.

Sahira shut the bathroom door and locked it. He washes his face, “Gosh what he wants to do. Why did he take me to bed?” oceh Sahira in a whispering voice. He felt a little lucky because Erik's presence managed to stop the unwanted actions.

Sahira stared at her wet face, her gaze down at the recess part of the neck after making sure it was safe. He looked down and looked at his clothes that were still fastened. “Huh good thing I woke up otherwise-“

Sahira imagines activities in bed. “Jesus is impossible. Positive thinking Sahira,” Sahira said in an annoyed tone.

Sahira felt her lips sore, there was blood coming out of her outer lips. “Ah shit once, my life.”

***

Rangga was quite surprised when he was released, he did not want to think of anything else. His current focus is to calm his wife, Sahira.

Last night Rangga felt bad leaving Sahira on the night of their wedding celebration. Moreover, this morning Sahira's eyes looked puffy. Rangga believes Sahira cried last night out of worry.

With a carefree step Rangga came out of the police station. But a man stopped his steps.

“Excuse me rightly to speak with Mr Rangga?” ask the man while staring at the screen of his phone to make sure the face of the interlocutor is the same as the photo on his phone.

“Iya right, there need what?”

The man took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Rangga. “I excuse me, Mr.”

Rangga looked in wonder at the man who had now left him. Slowly, Rangga opened the envelope.

When he saw the contents of the envelope his face was still calm. When he started reading the contents, it was like a bomb had exploded in Rangga's chest. “Sahira divorced me, this is impossible.”

Rangga pulled out his phone to call Sahira. On the third ring his call was answered. “What does all this mean dear, you don't mean it. Tell me that this is a joke.” Without hesitation Rangga uttered everything in his head in a desperate tone.

“Rangga.” Sahira's call made Rangga's chest ache. During this time his wife never called herself by name, to where the call went dear that always came out of thin lips Sahira.

“We have to meet, where are you? I'll be there soon.” Rangga's feet were walking hurriedly towards the road.

“Sorry but I can't meet you.”

Rangga's body froze. He felt the time stop, a sense of tightness covered his chest when he heard the rejection that Sahira said.