
"Michelia go into your room, clean your body and rest. I'll talk to him." Duke Rachid.
Michelia's tears welled up, she ran up the stairs. His heart was broken as well as longing, he had no idea what purpose Viscount Elca had come to him. Maybe he will tell himself. He lived happily and had a child.
Michelia closed the door to her room, her body slumped. He bent his knees crying.
"Viscount !"
While Viscount Elca was still silently staring at Michelia's footsteps. There was a sense of relief in his heart, seeing him cheerful. Maybe he still loves her or he already does.
"I came here just to give a letter from Liera to Michelia. And.."
"Well, I'm not being selfish. I don't want to hurt my daughter." Duke Rachid. His heart grimaced with fear.
Scolding Michelia, the punishment was huge for her. He could not touch his wife. Duchess Maya always keeps her from picking.
"I've divorced him so I want to .."
"You want to get back to him" exclaimed one woman as she descended the stairs.
"Duchess." Viscount Elca lowered her head, paying her respects.
"Darling, why are you down. Rest" said Duke Rachid to Duchess Maya. He stroked his stomach which looked distended.
She leads Duchess Maya to Viscount Elca.
"I didn't forbid you to meet her Viscount," Duchess Maya lowered her head. All this time he felt so sad about Michelia. He passed his days with a wounded smile. He had even said to match her, hoping that Michelia would change her feelings. But that feeling is so inherent. She was afraid, very afraid that Michelia would not marry and Viscount Elca was happy with everyone else.
"Do you still love her?" ask Duchess Maya.
"True, all this time I've been following all her wishes. Even taking good care of Liera even though I was reluctant. But I do believe that one day Miss Michelia will come back to me."
"Are you sure of your decision?"
"True Duchess." Viscount Elca stood up, he bowed respectfully. "Let me be with your daughter, Your Royal Highness the Duke and Duchess. Let me take care of him and make him a Viscounter."
"I can't say anything more. Go, meet him in the garden. Talk to him." Duchess Maya said as she stood. He stepped into his room to rest. During this one month he felt dizzy and nauseous. Duke Rachid also understood the condition of his wife, he swept his body into his room.
"What can I do? they love each other. As parents, we should support it. Pray that they will become a harmonious family. I can't help it, we have to look at our past. I once thought of letting you go and choosing Arnod. But that feeling cannot be lied to. So did my destiny choose you."
Duke Rachid holds the body of Duchess Maya, he gives a warm kiss on the forehead of the wife. The servants who saw him lowered their heads, it was common for him. But his heart was tight, those who lived without lovers just looked at him with a chest.
While on the other side.
Michelia who had cleaned herself, she put on herself so elegantly. How happy he would be to meet Viscount Elca. He unceasingly lectured Mery so that his hairdo was not wrong in the least. All this time he had never paid attention to himself and from now on he would pay attention to himself, he did not want to appear ugly in front of Viscount Elca.
Michelia came out of her room in a hurry. All the way the smile never stops. He stopped his steps, spreading his gaze. There was no man he was looking for.
"Where is he?"
Something coiled in his stomach, like an electric shock he froze. Sensing the scent he once recognized, his heart was beating faster.
"I miss you" a saying that made her rain thousands of roses.
Michelia released a circle of hands on her stomach, she twisted her body and hugged the male in front of her. He put his hand around his neck. "I miss you so much,"
"How are you doing, are you eating regularly?"
"Yes, I eat regularly, I don't want to get sick. I'm afraid I'm sick and I can't see you." Michelia.
"Over me, I miss you so much." Viscount Elca let go of his embrace. " There's a letter from Liera to you, I don't know what it is and just deliver the letter to you." Viscount Elca. He grabbed Michelia's hand to sit in front of him. Then took out a letter from his pocket.
With a flogging feeling, Michelia opened the letter. He read every verse in the paper. Suppressing his feelings as hard as possible. Just write down the bottom hand he felt so sad "I'm sorry, please take care of my Son,"
Viscount Elca crouched down in front of Michelia, "After this I don't know, you trust me or not. But one thing is clear, this heart will not change. Please, be the mistress of the Viscountess." Viscount Elca. He grabbed something in his pants pocket. A small box is red and clearly visible The ring with a heart-shaped pearl is white.
"Miss Michelia, are you willing to be a wife and mother to my children?" ask Viscount Elca.
Michelia smiled, she nodded and thrust her finger. The ring entered his ring finger. Then that white hand that had been adorned by the ring was kissed by Viscount Elca.
Now that their sacrifice has borne fruit, there is nothing that separates it except death from the creator.