The Story of Margaretha

The Story of Margaretha
04


Andra continued to rub Margaretha's back to calm the girl who had been crying. Andra's jaw tightened when she saw the bloody doll and knife. Really, Andra did not expect that they were really good at taking advantage of the situation. Andra was sure that someone was lurking around this house. Somehow, they could tell that Andra was not in the house and they immediately launched the action.


"Gue's scared, Ndra." Margaretha did not let go of the embrace at all.


"Silent. I'm already here." Andra continued to rub Margaretha's back until she felt completely at ease.


After Margaretha calmed down, Andra took the girl to sit down and walked quickly to get her a glass of water. Then Andra took the doll and the knife and put it back in the cardboard. Andra took him to the courtyard and burned him. Margaret said nothing. Just look at what Andra did.


"Now there are no more of these things. So, relax." Andra spoke softly in front of Margaretha. Not as hard as usual. Seeing Margaretha's paled face made Andra become unbearable alone.


"Ndra. I want to move out of here." Margaret spoke with a heavy voice.


"Where to go?" asked Andra, frowning deeply.


"Wherever it comes from isn't here. A place that would be safe for me. If I'm here, I'm sure I'll continue to have terror." Margaretha sigh*have her breath rough into the air. Honestly, his peace of life was disturbed at this moment.


"Then I try to find a safe place for you. Maybe it's quite far from here" Andra said. Staring at Margaretha lekat. However, the two of them immediately turned their faces away and felt groggy themselves.


To reduce the awkwardness between them, Andra got up and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for them because right now Margaretha did not want to see a knife. Still feeling traumatized. The girl was just sitting in the living room.


Margaretha stared at the screen of Andra's cell phone which was lit by chance the man's phone was lying on the table. CIA Fierce. The name on the screen. Margaretha mendes*h rough. Seeing such a name contact, Margaretha was convinced that it was someone's number who might be—special for Andra. Until the call ceased, Margaretha did not accept or simply tell Andra. The message came in. Margaretha who was curious immediately peeked back and saw the message of the name was seen in the top up of the screen.


Wedding files are all ready, stay ....


That's the only message that can be read there. Makes the curious soul of Margaretha increasingly thrashed. However, he was also unlikely to open the message. He's not that sassy guy. Rather than continue to feel curious, Margaretha chose to go to the bathroom to clean herself to be fresher again.


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Andra, who had finished cooking, immediately went out to call Margaretha. But the girl was not there. Andra sat in the living room again to wait for Margaretha to finish cleaning herself. While waiting to play mobile and immediately open the message that Margaretha just snooped. She throbbed while reading the message, but shook her head with a smile as she finished reading it.


"Lu's crazy, Ndra? Why smile for yourself?" ask Margaretha. Surprised Andra until the man's body was twisted.


"Can you walk while making a sound? Don't make me a hanger!" andra sewot.


Margaretha sat down beside Andra leisurely and looked at the man's radiant face. Margaretha was convinced that Andra had read the message just now.


"Eventually, you're nobody but laughing to yourself. I'm so afraid you're running out of drugs, Ndra." Margaretha folded her lips to hold back her laughter.


Andra turned her head, glancing sharply at Margaretha. The gaze turned deadly until Margaretha instantly remained silent within a second.


Secretly Andra smiled faintly as she watched Margaretha devour her cooking. Like a very hungry man.


"Ndra, you're a cook. I'm the one who lost far away."


"Compose and swallow your food first. Your voice is unclear. I don't want your food to splash into my face either" Andra said. Smiling thinly.


Margaretha gave an annoyance, but she also chewed and swallowed it quickly. However, there was precisely himself choking and nimbly Andra gave a glass of water.


"God. It hurts so bad." Margaretha breathed a sigh of relief as the food had already descended into her stomach.


"Eat it, eat it carefully. No one's taking." Andra laughed softly.


"Awas you!" Margaretha pointed at Andra's face while grumbling her teeth. However, Andra was not afraid at all and instead ate her food casually.


Just finished eating and put down his spoon. Andra was silent as she felt her phone vibrate. He quickly took it out of his pants pocket. Then get up while receiving the call.


"What, Patrik?" Andra chuckles. "Yes yes. Not Patrick then. Young Miss Patricia Anderson Saputri."


After that, Margaretha no longer knew what Andra was talking about because the man had already come out. Margaretha let out a long breath. The food that had just tasted good now feels bland even though there are only three more spoons left. Margaretha felt sure that the one who called Andra right now was the one who sent the message.


"It must be Andra's girl. Cia fierce ... Patricia," murmured Margaretha. Put down her spoon and stop eating because she is really no longer tasteful. "Why am I upset by myself? This is really weird!"


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Hayoo youh!! Any of you feel familiar with the name "Patricia Anderson Saputri"


This is in one of the titles of othor's works as well. If you don't remember, also don't papa 😂😂


Thor, is she Andra's girlfriend or who?


Othor also do not know 🤭 if you want to know, follow their story yes 🤗


While reading the work of friends Othor yukk 😁