Charm Wife Titipan

41. Bad Intentions

Shaka walked lazily, along the hospital corridor he displayed his cold face. If this is the case, anyone who sees will think twice even if just say hello. Yes, Shaka does look fierce if he shows his cold face. Nothing has changed in that man. He remains to be a Shaka who has a good heart and is good at suppressing emotions so as not to explode everywhere.

Long Shaka walks, finally the man finds where Raisa's nursery is. There was a mother sitting there alone. Probably waiting for him, Shaka said.

"Shaka, you've finally come.  Comein! Raisa's been waiting for you, she's been crying all the time." Ms. Marisa grabbed Shaka's hand and was about to graze her, but the man's burly hand kept Ms. Marisa from walking first.

"What else is it?" ask Ms. Marissa.

"Ma I don't want to go in, this is wrong. What we're gonna do is wrong."

"Where is Shaka from? You just meet Raisa and give her spirit. Let him face this, thank God that you can accompany him until he can walk again. He was so overwhelmed by his condition. It must not be easy for Raisa."

"It's his parents' job it's not mine!" Shaka was still trying to resist in a good way. He said he still made it as soft as possible.

"The parents are abroad again, they have business there. What Raisa is looking for is you. Your time, you don't want to meet him?"

"No problem... "

Shaka had not finished his sentence, Marissa's hand had already grabbed her hand and was dragging her inside. The sudden movement made Shaka not have time to refuse or at least defend himself not to get carried away by the pull of his mother.

"Raisa, look who's coming" said Ms. Marissa sumringah.

Raisa who had originally closed her eyes either was sleeping or was relaxing herself, immediately opened her eyes quickly, as if she knew who had come without Ms. Marissa mentioning a name.

The face of the sumringah immediately imprinted clearly on Raisa's face. He tried to sit with difficulty.

"Shaka, I knew you were coming. I know you're lying if you don't love me, you still have a feeling, right? You still love me, right?" raisa leaned in with confidence.

Shaka took a deep breath and let out slowly. Of love? I don't know, Shaka doesn't know what she thinks of Raisa now. Isn't love not as easy as when we fall in love? In other words, falling in love is easy. Not by throwing away love.

Just the one Shaka felt right now. His mind and heart that were always filled with Nimas made the name of Raisa slightly removed from his heart. He could not even think or remember Raisa. Did Nimas really shift Raisa's position? That fast?

"I came here because of forced Mama. I refused, but Mama threatened me. So I'm here, don't be happy." Shaka replied with a gaze that he threw on the bathroom wall. Both hands he put in his pants pocket makes the impression of authority on Shaka very clear.

Shaka actually could not bear to say something like this. His meek and loving heart must do this for the happiness of Raisa as well. He does not want to continue to be disturbed by his former lover. He just wants to live quietly with a wife who has now seized his heart and life without being realized by the owner of the heart.

Ms. Marissa felt a little dizzy with this first meeting of theirs. Feeling that this quarrel must be immediately broken and for the plan to run smoothly, Ms. Marisaa finally spoke up.

"That's enough! Why are you fighting. You are also Shaka, why the hell do you have to say that? Look at the state of Raisa, her face is full of bruises, her legs are bandaged, she has to experience paralysis in some time. Don't add to her burden, Mama told you to come here to persuade Raisa to eat. From now on he doesn't want to eat, he has to take medicine, he has to get well before his parents come back here."

Shaka closed his eyes for a moment to neutralize his anger. Shaka is actually an easy-to-emotion guy, he gets angry for the little things. However, what distinguishes himself from other humans is that he is good at controlling his emotions. So far he has rarely vent emotions by exploding.

Shaka, do as Mama asks so you can get out of here too. It's wrong, you can't stay here.

After feeling relaxed, he took a plate containing rice, he poured chicken soup, he followed chicken and also some vegetables. There is tempeh and fried tofu as a side dish, the two lovebirds also decorate the plate Raisa.

"Eat, when are you like this? Don't be like a child. You're all grown up. Even you are older than my wife."

Raisa looked at Shaka with annoyance. He who wants to take advantage of his situation, even he is made more emotional with Shaka's speech.

"I won't eat if you don't bribe me."

"Don't be a child, Raisa. You see this my finger, look at this! I've married." Shaka showed a sweet circular ring on his finger.

"You were forced to marry, why did you act and act as if you would love her. Your love only makes me Shaka!" Raisa won't give up. He still has confidence if Shaka's love is only for him.

"Well love or not, Nimas is my wife. It is my duty to give her what she should have received as a wife. You want to eat or I'll go now! You've done enough to make me like this, yeah."

"I want to eat as long as you bribe, Shaka!"

Gosh, give me the ease of facing anything from you, Lord. I know this is a test for me.

Feeling unable to speak again, Shaka thrust a spoonful of rice and side dishes into Raisa's mouth. The woman quickly opened her mouth wide. He was glad Shaka granted his request.

What actually happened was the opposite of what Ms. Marissa told Shaka. However, Ms. Marissa's words were not entirely a lie. Raisa really had an accident. However, his legs did not suffer from paralysis. It just broke in some parts and it makes him not to lower his legs to the floor some time ahead.

Secretly, Ms. Marissa took the device that was in the bag. Directing the camera and two photos as Shaka feeds Raisa successfully he can.

Look, Nimas. God shows us how to get you and my son apart. I did fail to make you lose your fetus, but look at this! God sent another way instead. Everything that happens is no coincidence, Nimas.