
The charming handsome man moved away from the middle room to the garden next to the house, after the distance fit and felt Dara could not steal the listen, then he touched the green button that appeared on the screen of his phone.
"How did it go?" ask without talking.
"We have found the address you requested and also investigated the owner and occupants. Based on our investigation the occupants are now an aged couple, but it looks like the husband looks sick because he is seen wearing a wheelchair" explained the detective.
"There's another description, related to Dara?"
"According to local residents, a dozen years ago there was a woman who claimed the younger sister who suddenly came to give up a baby. The child was cared for by him, only a month later the surrounding residents never saw the baby again. It's possible that the child they're referring to is Mrs Dara, that's all the information we got."
"Okay, I get it."
Clik.
Phone connection is turned off. The bright spot about Dara's parents began to be seen, but for now he will not tell his wife first, Wira chose to focus more on Dara's pregnancy whose delivery day is only a few weeks away.
After considering the Wira decided to go tomorrow to the address alone, to find the real facts by asking the owner of the address given by the head of the house. But for anticipation he will go there without Dara's knowledge. If later the reality is good then Wira intends to immediately convey it to Dara, but if not, then he will wait until the time is right to be revealed.
The hero returns to the middle room. He saw Dara apparently asleep there leaning on the sofa while her legs were still dangling drowning in a container of warm water. The handsome man reviewed his smile, approached and raised Dara's legs as slowly as possible so as not to wake her up.
"Master, should I bring you a towel?" the sound of Bu Rina behind her interrupted Wira who was distancing the plastic container containing water used to soak Dara's feet.
"Yes, please bring a clean towel and a blanket in the main room" Pinta Wira said.
"Good sir."
She covered the sleeping pregnant woman. The hero also joined in sitting next to Dara and grabbed her into his arms. That afternoon light rain fell across the earth, adding to the sadness created from the rhythm of water gurgling to cradle the beautiful woman who slept to linger in her dreamland.
"Sleep, baby."
*****
"Honey, for pregnant gymnastics later in the day I can not deliver. There's a work schedule out of town."
The two lovebirds were having breakfast together, actually Wira did not have a work schedule out of town because actually later in the afternoon she planned to visit the address given by the head of the house.
"What if it gets moved tomorrow? I will ask to rearrange your schedule to the instructor appointed by Raisa," said Wira on the sidelines sipping a black coffee premium-scented fruits that lately favored as a complement to the breakfast menu.
"I can go with Mr. Jono and also accompanied by Ms. Rina. Don't worry, Mas just finish the job today quietly" said Dara who had just spent a full glass of pregnant milk.
"alright. But remember to go straight home and always be careful, do not get tired. Call me if you want to leave, when in gymnastics, also after arriving back at home," he said did not want to be denied.
"Oh my goodness, I take medicine three times." Dara responded to her husband's possessiveness with a small laugh.
"There is no bargaining anyway," he said gently but demanded while pinching the nose of Dara's bangir with anxiety.
"Yes, Doctor."