Charm Wife Titipan
88. Accident
Finished from the funeral a few days ago, it seemed Bryan's heart was much calmer. Slowly but surely, Bryan's personality reappeared. Personality that only he showed to the people around him. More talkative and cheerful personality. If in front of a lot of people, the child tends to be cooler and indifferent. Just like Bryan mature when in front of new people and crowds.
Meanwhile, Shaka and his mother's relationship is forced to be good in front of everyone. Although there was still a sense of disappointment in his heart, did he not have to do what he did to Bryan? Forgiving someone is important for peace, forgiveness does not mean forgetting and healing wounds quickly. The name of the wound must need a process for healing.
Nimas and his mother-in-law remained the same. Marissa Ma'am who was still flying the war flag was, of course, still welcomed with no open by Nimas. Mr. Malik and his son knew of the telepathic warfare, the difference was their knowledge which caused the two women to quarrel. Mr. Malik can still read that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is still burning. One day one of them will burn by itself, and that's when they've been charred either body left or not.
Looking at Ms Marissa's slightly pale face, Nimas' heart was moved to ask. Well, at least this pretense can make everything look fine.
"Mama looks pale, is Mama not well?"
"healthy. I'm okay."
"Oh, yeah Pa. Today Papa so attend the invitation of Papa's best friend? If, yes. I'll call my personal assistant to accompany Papa."
"So, Papa's leaving at nine."
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After the departure of everyone, Nimas chose to go to the park to spend time there. He had imagined reading a novel in one of the chairs attached under a shady tree with a breeze like and would wear and cool.
The movement of Nimas has not escaped the supervision of Ms. Marissa. It was as if he wanted to do something that Nimas did not know. It was evident from the tail of his eyes that followed wherever Nimas put his feet.
Until Nimas left the house and walked into the garden beside the house with a tray in his hand. Trays that contain fruit juice, various snacks and do not forget a romantic genre novel lying on the edge of the tray. There is a slight difference that Nimas feels lately, he feels his mouth and stomach as if compact to continue to be given intake whether it is a drink or food. It doesn't feel good if his mouth is still, there's no movement.
As soon as Nimas reached the park bench, Ms. Marissa stepped quickly into her daughter-in-law's room. He put aside the dizziness that several days hit him. There was something he wanted to do in the room. Especially if you are not looking for the results of the Nimas examination that he saw some time ago. Although he did not know where his son-in-law kept the results, he would continue to search until he could and should today get it
Since this was a golden and rare opportunity, that opportunity did not come twice. He does not want to let this moment pass without producing something, it will make Shaka know the results of the examination of Nimas and make his son down. Again, Ms. Marissa is too scary the real thing is not necessarily the truth and if what she thinks is true. The way out can still be searched and lived. It was his narrow mind that made Ms. Marissa make a mistake again.
Ms. Marissa ransacked the room of her daughter-in-law in a quick motion. Every corner of the room he came to now did not escape the ignorant hand that worked like a thief. He searched with a mouth that continued to mumble because in addition to looking too long, he also endured the headaches that he had endured the last few days.
"Gosh, where did that woman keep the results of her examination? Almost all corners of the room have been touched, but why not meet?"
A second after a mutter, Marissa found a box in the drawer that had just opened the key.
Once, twice tried Ms. Marissa could not open the box in her hand. He paced near the closet rethinking the numbers that Nimas said were special.
"What's their wedding date, huh? Oh, my God, I could have forgotten. I don't know the date of the wedding, what is Nimas' birthday? What is Shaka's date of birth?" Ms. Marissa again tried to type Shaka's date of birth there.
Ms. Marissa opened her mouth wide as soon as the box managed to open. His hand deftly took the only paper that was in the same. The folded paper was quite small, he opened it to make sure that what he was looking for was successful.
Then he folded it neatly and put the box back in place. Every corner he scattered he returned to his original place so that there was no suspicion in the eyes of Nimas that something was missing from his room.
With a movement that is not less fast when entering the room, he exited the room with the same thousand steps as when he entered earlier.
However, who would have thought that the rapid movement of Ms. Marissa was unable to make herself out of Nimas' room easily. When Ms. Marissa opened the door, Nimas was in the middle of the door with a surprised face.
"Why in my room?"
Ms. Marissa who was still holding the paper in her hand immediately hid it behind her back. Nimas saw the movement.
"Is there anything Mama took? What did Mama take." Nimas was trying to grab something that was on his mother-in-law's back. But the woman who was no longer young was deft enough to dodge the hand attack from Nimas.
"Just play around, Ma! What did Mama take? Return it immediately!" Nimas held out his hand.
"Try it if you can!" Marissa ran out of the room.
Nimas did not want to lose, if the woman ran, she would run.
"Mama stop, Ma! Give me back what you took from me!" Nimas warned her mother-in-law as she continued down the stairs quickly as Ms. Marissa moved.
But misfortune cannot be avoided Ms. Marissa. The woman ran with less body balance that made her legs sprained and her body rolled down.
Such a swift event did not allow Nimas to reach out to Ms. Marissa's hand to help her. His steps stopped instantly in the middle of the stairs. Fresh blood is pouring from Ms. Marissa's head.
"Mama!"
