THE WIDOW BED NEXT TO MY HOUSE
CHAPTER 11. Silently Following

At night, 19:30. Andreas has returned from accompanying Anissa and Vika home shopping for Vika's school yearnings. Curious about Fransiska's activities all day at home after the new rules he made. Andreas headed for the cctv room, monitoring Fransiska's activities one day at home.

“Let's see what activities have been done by my doll,” muttered Andreas began to press the video recording cctv starting from morning, noon to afternoon.

Incredibly, Fransiska's request to remove all traces of Daniel was actually done by her home assistants. All of that was solely because Fransiska was a well-known house lady and never distinguished her assistants, unlike Anissa. Only a few became Andreas' second wife, his style was already arrogant, like to rule without thinking first.

Satisfied with the cctv recording, Andreas went out of the cctv room to his room, where Fransiska had been waiting for him.

The door opened, Fransiska sitting at the head of the bed, reading a novel. The clothes have also been changed into thin pajamas.

“My dear,” call Andreas while closing the room door.

Fransiska took a quick glance, then she was again busy with the novel in her hands.

Unhappy for not getting an answer from Fransiska, Andreas immediately stepped wide near the bed, his hand immediately pulled the novel from Fransiska's hand, then threw it on the floor.

As if her heart was dead when faced with her husband, Frances was silent, her lips locked tight as it was difficult to open.

Fransiska got out of bed, picked up her new book of novels regardless of Andreas. Who would have thought, the actions of Fransiska very, very much make Andreas angry, he pulled the arm of Frances, dropping the tiny body on the bed.

“SUAMI YOU'RE HOME. ARE YOU BLIND AND MUTE? WHERE IS THE WARM WELCOME FOR ME, SISKA?!” yelled Andreas as he overcame Fransiska's body, the nanar eyeballs were about to come off staring at the empty view of Fransiska's black eyeball.

“Home home Mas,” said Fransiska coldly, following the will of Andreas.

“Aqh!” a fist was about to land onto Fransiska's face. Andreas hung it up.

As if the fists landed on her smooth and beautiful face, Fransiska continued to stare unblinkingly.

“Why not hit me?” Fransiska pulls Andreas' fist. However, Andreas held back Fransiska's pull so that a tug-of-war ensued.

Plaque!

Andreas slaps Fransiska's cheek to stop the tug-of-war.

“Ma-pardon me,” says Andreas nervously.

Fransiska did not answer, she pushed up Andreas' chest area, then he went down, stepped into the bathroom.

“I will prepare warm water for you to shower, Mas,” is just that, only that comes out of Fransiska's lips. He also walked with one side of the cheeks flushed, the traces of palms clearly visible on the skin smooth white face.

Arriving in the bathroom, Fransiska stood in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of her face looks so pitiful. Slowly her tiny hands felt her cheeks flushed, the former palms of Andreas.

As if he had forgotten how to cry, his tears became dry instantly when he remembered how rude Andreas was now to him.

“Why don't you just kill me. Should I kill myself?” murmured Fransiska, her hand slowly took the liquid soap bottle and smashed it into the rim of the face wash sink.

Hearing the sound of broken glass from inside the bathroom, Andreas hurriedly ran away, entering the bathroom. Andreas' eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw Fransiska lying on the floor with her body drenched in blood.

“Siska, why are you doing this?” ask Andreas himself.

Fransiska was already helpless with some scars so deep, and blood kept dripping. Andreas rushed Fransiska to the hospital. The trip was seen Daniel who passed his car with Andreas' car.

Daniel immediately turned the steering wheel so fast that the dust on the road flew, then he drove quickly following Andreas' car.

“Why? Why did I see blood on the door where Frances sat. What really happened. Did Andreas hurt Frances. I will not let anything bad threaten Fransiska's life,” murmured Daniel full of anxiety.

1 Hour past the night road in the city of medan looks deserted. Andreas' car was parked in the hospital parking lot, followed by Daniel's car. However, Daniel does not get out until he sees Fransiska and Andreas getting out of the car.

The car door opened, andreas carrying a weak body and drenched Fransiska ran into the hospital.

“Haaa, w-why is that weak little body drenched in blood?” daniel asked himself, he opened the seatbelt, running in Andreas' footsteps from behind silently.

Seeing Fransiska taken into the treatment room, Daniel chose to wait behind the hospital corridor pole. He waited long enough for the doctor who treated Fransiska to leave the room. Daniel immediately confronted the doctor.

“Why the woman in the room, doc?” daniel asked, looking worried considering that from both arms Frances dripped a lot of blood.

“If you may know, you are ready patient?” ask the doctor before giving information about the patient to others.

“I'm his best friend.”

“Patient named Fransiska seemed to experience an inner pressure so heavy that it caused depression and led to suicide,” shook his head, “See so many incision wounds that are too deep in both arms. Looks like Fransiska really doesn't want to live. I'm telling you and your family, comfort him after he wakes up. Because I am very sure if the experiment will be back in his rework,” doctor message.

“Good dock,” said Daniel, both hands clenched tightly, eyes look want to kill looking straight into the room Frances.

“I'm sorry,” says doctor.

Shortly after the doctor left, Fransiska's door opened, andreas was seen exiting while receiving a phone call. See a good opportunity to see the Franciscan conidition in person. Daniel ran fast, went into Fransiska's hospital room.

Daniel was stunned after seeing such a terrible condition in his heart. Fransiska's hands were full of bandages, no matter how much or how deep the incision wound was.

With trembling hands holding back his emotions, Daniel stroked the crown of Frances, without feeling his tears dripping, soaking the back of Frances' hand.

“I promise to make you happy. I don't care about your rude remarks this morning. What is clear is that I want to continue and continue to see you with the laughter and smile that is on your face,” promise Daniel looks serious.

Not satisfied he spoke and saw the condition of Frances, the shadow and voice of Andreas was already in front of the door of the room. He hurriedly left the room. However, his hand was restrained by the grasp of Frances's hand. Although Fransiska was unconscious.

“Siska!” murmured Daniel was surprised, spontaneously he turned to Fransiska's bed.

Slowly the door of the room opened, Daniel was still trying to let go of Fransiska's hand, becoming nervous and confused.