
"Sir, this is Anna's report this morning." Felix, a young man no older than twenty-six, was Dave Rodriguez's right-hand man for the past four years.
Dave, who was standing facing the view of the Spanish city from the height of the twenty-fifth floor, turned around slowly. The man's face had returned to its original state, handsome with no bruises from the incident.
A month has passed, Dave has recovered. And now he works in his own father's company. The man no longer carried out a deal with Mr. Rodriguez with an agreement, that he should be able to make this company more prosperous.
Dave takes a yellow envelope from Felix's hand and pulls out the contents. Some very pretty pictures for him. Dave smiled at her.
"Anna's cup was made by Mrs Davina as the personal servant of Mrs Safira, sir" Felix explained.
Dave nodded his head, still faithful looking at the figure of pregnant women with his activities embedded in the photo.
"good job. But remind Anna to be careful. And he has to take very good care of my women and my baby" she said.
Yes, because he did not get any access to be able to meet with Safira, Dave was forced to put one of his men into the Pramana family home. Just to know and monitor the activities of the woman, because Dave wants to know how the growth and development of the baby and of course what is liked and disliked by the mother of the baby.
"Today, the Madam began attending designer fashion classes with Mr. Bara's wife, at home, and was not allowed to leave the house other than certain interests."
Dave still nodded, even he smiled just because he saw Sapphira who was drinking a glass of milk with a stomach that had begun to stand out.
The man was quite calm as Bara was very attentive to his woman.
"Sir, next week Mrs Safira will do a check up to the doctor" Felix said.
Dave looked at her curiously.
"Master Bara and his wife were on their way to Indonesia to visit their relatives. Meanwhile, Madame Davina is currently also busy taking care of her eldest daughter who has problems with her mental health. Then most likely, Madame Safira will do an examination of her own." Felix stopped talking.
While Dave who heard it began to understand the purpose of his assistant's words.
"Prepare for tomorrow's flight, I don't want to waste the slightest chance." he said, according to Felix.
Felix retreats. While Dave's face looks bright and radiant. Her green bead was still faithful looking at the beautiful face that was getting more beautiful in her eyes.
"See you next week, Honey." she said.
***
"Wow, I think you're quick to respond Madam. Look at each of these scratches, you did it perfectly." The compliment made Safira blush.
"I didn't expect it, but you learn quickly." praised the soft-boned man.
"Because you understand, then we just go to the next stage. Now we..."
Before Thariq continued his explanation, Sapphira smothered his mouth. The woman's face was pale in one second.
The turmoil that emerged from his stomach mixed with pain made Sapphira want to vomit up her stomach contents.
"Mrs, are you okay?" a girl who was standing not far away from them immediately approached.
"Anna, I'm gonna throw up." Safira immediately ran, looking for the nearest bathroom from the garden next to the house.
Anna ran, worriedly. In the bathroom, Sapphira vomited out her entrails, while Anna massaged her employer's nape.
After Sapphira spewed out her breakfast this morning, Anna swiftly dried her wet face with a tissue.
"You okay, madam?" ask Anna.
Sapphira shook her head, her tears even fell down her face, making Anna astonished.
"I'm going to Anna's room." in a weak voice.
Anna nodded, "Okay Madam, we end the class today. I'm going to send Thariq home." said Anna.
Anna led the suddenly uninspired Sapphira. A while ago he was still eager to start his class with the leading fashion designers in the country.
Arriving in the room, Safira sat on her bed facing directly to the window of the room. Her tears flowed for no reason. Sapphira did not know why, at this time her heart was raging violently. It felt like the woman wanted to cry out loud.
"Mrs, is there a problem?" respectfully Anna asked.
Sapphira shook her head, but her tears started to flow more and more.
"I miss someone, Anna. I really wanted to see her." the woman sobbed, covering her face.
"Who's Madam?"