Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 87: Condemned Longs

"Sir." Mr. Jang came over to Zean who had only been staring at the top view from the back area of the villa. Leaves green, trees stretched wide in view. At the end of the vision, the tea plantation Zean had visited looked small.

"The Law, sir."

Zean smiled and thanked me. Since her left hand had a fracture, she drank milk three times a day.

"It's been ten days you've been here. Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable?" Mr. Jang is approaching. He approached Zean who was already sitting down and started to finish the drink.

"Sit down, Mr. Jang."

He said, then sat down right on the side seat of Zean and bounded round table.

"I'm here so quietly, sir. With this condition, I hope to focus on my recovery to make it faster."

"Don't you miss the Pratama family, sir? Especially your wife?"

Zean looked at her with an unusual look. It made Mr. Jang look down scared. "Sorry, Young Master."

Zean's gaze returned straight ahead. Then, he took a long breath. The man in the teracota shirt stood up while stepping several times.

Zean's heart is raging. I wanted to go home, but couldn't. He doesn't want to bother people. "I miss him a lot, sir. Especially my son, is he born now? Is he handsome or pretty? I don't even know." He was frustrated. "Naya hasn't told me, she hasn't been here until now either."

Mr. Jang stood behind Zean a few steps away. "The letter you wrote yesterday, I sent you through someone, Sir. Probably today at the destination. Are you waiting for the reply, Young Master?"

Zean shook his head. Without speaking again, he walked into the house and only said he would rest in the room. At that time, Mr. Jang himself does not want to further the discussion if the person being spoken to already looks not interested.

The old man made an empty glass. He immediately washed into the kitchen. Mr. Jang's job is not to interfere in Zean affairs, he is only asked to take care of Naya until the cast in hand can be removed.

Sa, I missed you.

Those black eyes closed for a few seconds. Zean's heart aches so much away from the woman he loves. But, what to do? He was still determined not to go home for a while because he did not want to add to the burden and become a useless person with his current condition.

Demanded and educated hard to be someone who must be versatile, making Zean not accustomed to the self that must trouble others. He will feel a burden on the family if it is too troublesome. My mom never said that. Ms. Lyra loved Zean and always thought of her as a little boy who, whenever she needed help, would come soon without feeling burdened. However, alas, Zean's thoughts were not so. He chose to disappear.

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After taking a walk in the garden area, Sally looked a little exhausted. HPL who just count the days, make it more easily tired. His legs began to swell, even sometimes the woman was horrified by herself when accidentally observed.

Mr. Im came calling, then approached Sally with a little run.

"Just walk, sir. Don't run," said Sally who saw Mr. Im snosling.

"Fear of being left, Miss." Mr. Im who smiles widely and successfully makes Sally giggle.

"What's up, sir?" Sweat on the forehead rubbed. Sally felt increasingly sultry and wanted to take a shower immediately.

"Oh, this, Non. Early this morning someone wrote a letter. He said to Miss." A small, baby pink envelope was thrust at Sally, the girl looking on with a strange look.

"Letter, Sir?" Sally's eyebrows to the sea. His two brown eyes saw the thin object in Mr Im's hand.

"Yes, Miss. But baby, there's no address and sender's name."

Sally's white hand welcomed Mr. Im's hand that had not changed position. The girl was getting more astonished. Behind it was a small envelope, the back front alternating. "That's weird, gini age still no letters. I was old times."

Mr. Im even laughed amusedly to hear the employer's son talk like that. "Miss, maybe it's from your secret fan, Non."

"Eh." Sally's stunned. "Where may pregnant women have fans, sir. I'm not a widow anyway, Mr. Im don't be weird."

The man who had worked for many years at the Birawan residence was reflexively shut his mouth. He immediately apologized for feeling his nonsense was too bold.

"Udah, Sir. No pa-pa, I go in first, yeah. Sultry, take a shower. Thanks, yes, sir."

"Together, Miss."

***

"Sa, already?" Anna asked from the dining table. The chair was sat by Tomi and Dion next to her mother.

"Udah, Mi. Take a shower first. I was left with no pa-pa" replied Sally, shouting a little, then immediately climbed the stairs.

"Send Bi Mur to the room, yes, your food?"

Sally's steps stopped. "No, Mi."

Arriving in the room safely, Sally sat on the sofabed for a moment. He stroked the stomach that was getting bigger and bigger. Timeless kick, every swipe was greeted happily from the life that was inside there. Sally was always happy despite being away from Zean.

Brother, where are you? You don't want to see the seeds you plant? Soon she's born, you don't want to see her a girl or a boy? Go home, brother, if you're alive. Miss you.

Warm water has filled the bathtub, Sally deliberately added teraphy aroma soap to be more relaxed.

Twenty minutes is done. Sally immediately changed into neat clothes and continued to comb her hair in front of the mirror. At the sight of a glass of milk and bread on the nightstand, he smiled and drank first until it ran out.

"Thank you, Mi." Milk is again spent, then back up and tie the long hair owned.

Sally wants to go downstairs and see the family. However, his footsteps stopped, when he saw the small envelope on the sofabed that had not been read earlier.

A little curious, Sally sat down and began to open up. A clean white sheet of paper with a row of letters.

Little Girl ....

The deg!

Sally's heart was racing. His hands shook until the paper swayed.

No, I mean, honey. I haven't called you that long, have I?

One tear fell. A split second continued to be followed by the next droplet.

You healthy, Sa? Without mentioning who I am, you know who sent this.

I missed you, Sa. Miss you so much. Do you hate me for the past you already know?

Sally shook her head in tears as if answering the question from the silent letter.

I'm sorry, if I never told you my rot first. I'm scared, Sa. Afraid you won't accept me anymore.

"Sir ...." The tears didn't stop, Sally got more and more excited.

How is the Little One? Was he born? I'm sorry I can't accompany you at this time. My condition is not possible, Sa. I am grateful to be alive and to hear that the woman has no children from me.

"Go home, Brother." Like a wound doused in salt water, Sally's heart felt so sore.

Don't cry, Sa. Be the strong woman you used to be. It was when you first married me, until you finally got through it.

I'm not leaving you, Sa. Once I recover, I'll take you away with me. With our son. Wait for me, Sa. And give birth to him safely. I'm with you here, where the twilight disappears perfectly, as we capture memories together.

Sally shook her head in disbelief, wanting to feel like she was yelling and calling Zean back.

Patience, Sa. It won't be long. I also could not resist the longing that kept piercing my soul. I can't wait to see your face, our son's funny face. Stop looking for me and tell everyone that I don't want to be searched and come back when the time comes.

Give me this name I wrote, one of it for our son. Adjust it to the condition of birth of a man or woman.

I love you, Sa. Hugely. Wait for me with your patience. I'm sorry for being selfish, sorry.

From me, your husband always loved you and kept loving you.

"SISTER!" Sally's cry broke out as she finished reading the two names Zean had written for their son.

Mr. Tomi who was about to go to work, immediately ran towards the upper room. He broke down the door of the room without caring whether it was locked or not.

"Sally!" Ms. Anna panicked, as she saw the amniotic fluid begin to seep along her daughter's legs. It was almost to the floor.

"Pi, to the hospital!"

Mr. Tomi who was about to work so snarled. Immediately, he took the child to a nearby hospital. Who would have thought, a birthday that may still be five days away, does not match the prediction date.

Bi Mur followed the scene to the terrace. He immediately shouted at Mr. Im who actually gawked to see his master in the fog.

"Pi, go faster!" Ms. Anna grew more panicked as Sally continued to grimace painfully while holding onto her stomach.

"Sick, Mi. I'm scared."

"Patience, Sa. Patience, yes. You can do it."

"Pi, come on, dong!" Ms. Anna kept attacking her husband, even though Mr. Tomi was just as panicked.

"Mi, don't make Papi panic. We'll be there soon."

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