Merely Protector

Chapters 20. Alia Suspicious

The morning greets the earth where the concrete grows high clawing the sky. However, the shades of silence enveloped, holding everyone in dreamland. The song of the bird is not heard, let alone the rooster who always wake up to sleep at every dawn.

Angga was surprised because Silvi had not shown any movement. Unlike usual who every morning blind woman was busy with her mother.

"Is he delicatent? So, he won't wake up."

Angga turning the wheel chair. "Ah, I'll see it straight away."

Angga approached Silvi's room door, then knocked on her. Without waiting for an answer, he turned the hendel to open the door.

"Not locked." Angga opened the door of Silvi's room.

The man was unable to blink his eyes seeing Silvi wrapped in a towel. Yes, even though he had seen the woman naked before, but this time was different. The skin that still looks wet because of the shower makes the feeling fresh.

"If you want to open the door, wait for the person inside to tell you, dong." Silvi clenched her chest, hoping Angga would stop looking at her.

Young Bastian did not listen to Silvi at all. He still enjoyed the beautiful scenery in front of him. The heart is eager to prey on the exciting fresh meat.

"Lah bengong. I haven't changed clothes. Close door!" Silvi slightly raised the volume of the voice for the man to come to his senses.

Silvi's speech was able to resuscitate Angga. He immediately turned his gaze to neutralize the feeling.

"Quick change clothes! We're having breakfast."

Angga immediately rewinded the wheelchair, then left Silvi. He did not want to linger there because he felt very stupid. At first glance there was a slanted smile on his lips shortly after leaving the place.

The man did not care about his mother who had first come to the place to eat. Smooth skin with several water circles in the body continues to disturb his mind. Finally, the sound of dehumanization was able to disperse Silvi's image.

"Morning has gone bad. Later, see!" Emma sat in the chair across the table, facing off against Angga. Meanwhile, a man who had just come sat just like that beside him without regard to the surrounding conditions.

Arlo focused on the flat object in his hand. Both thumbs dance beautifully on the surface of the phone screen. Sometimes a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Angga soon awakens from Silvi's shadow cradle. The face that had once been a speck of happiness, now disappeared instantly. The man shook his head in a sign that he did not want to respond to his mother's words.

For some reason since learning of the news of her marriage to Alia, the man's feelings changed. There is disappointment at heart, but he has not fully remembered about the lover.

Angga's focus was distracted by the woman who had just come out of the room. He was stunned, not amazed, but there was a feeling of disbelief. However, the tip of his eyes caught Arlo's expression which turned out to be staring at Silvi as well. His chest was already up and down as the man across the table followed every step of the woman. The silence he let out, was finally able to make the man let go of his gaze.

"Basar village woman! Every day wear a negligee." Emma pulled thinly next to the tip of her lips.

Yes, now Silvi wears pajamas that are able to attract the attention of others because it has a low neck hemisphere. It is also above the knee. However, what made the eyes of the people fixed on the woman was the thinness of the silk satin material. If standing under the light, it will definitely appear a body silhouette from inside the shirt.

"Ma, don't do that Silvi kayak!" Angga looked at his mother.

"Emang why? She's a country lady and doesn't deserve to be Bastian's family."

"Enough, Ma!" Angga sharpened his gaze, his voice also slightly raised.

Emma snorted in annoyance, her lips had also advanced forward. He did not expect that Angga would be so defensive of the village woman. He wants to get rid of Silvi from Bastian's house.

Silvi frowned, then stared at the clothes attached to her body. After a while of thought, his feelings were happy.

"Where are you taking me?" A cheerful smile appeared on Silvi's sweet face.

Angga shook his head slowly at Silvi's question. What an adorable little girl. The man's teeth were already intertwined, as if he was biting a tiny, smooth hand on his side. Only a sharp look did he show, hoping that the woman understood.

***

The silence struck the magnificent house after the master left. Silvi sat alone in the lounge without knowing what to do. Only television is a friend for now. All the housekeepers are busy with their own work.

The sound of shoes clashing against the floor rang out loud in Silvi's ears. He immediately turned his gaze, looking back to find out who had come. Her forehead frowned when she found Alia walking towards the stairs. However, suddenly the woman stopped after seeing herself.

"Gapain look-look?"

Silvi just grinned at Alia's question. He did not want to argue with the woman. He thinks it is free, it will only consume energy.

"Udah dare to look at me like that. Uh, now don't even answer my question!" Alia's chest appears to rise and fall, in rhythm with the air that enters and exits the lungs.

Alia was really upset about Silvi's attitude. Finally, he immediately ignored the woman. His feet stepped back, taking the stairs one by one.

"Nobody is home. He's checking with Auntie. Don't you know?"

Alia stopped her steps back after hearing Silvi's words. He turned around, staring at the village woman wearing the blue shirt.

"Oh, cook, anyway?" Alia's eyes were rounded, showing a surprised expression that was like being made up.

"Your stomach is not ...."

Silvi stopped her speech because Alia just left towards the second floor. He was more and more astonished by the attitude of the woman. Why is it still going up if you already know what you are looking for does not exist? However, he immediately thought positively.

"Maybe Angga told him to grab something in his room this time."

Silvi again stared at the box screen in front of her. He did not want to think dizzy about Alia. Suddenly, he realized something.

"Eh, but, instead of the room Angga is now downstairs, next to my room. He knows that too."

Silvi was not left thinking about what Alia was doing. Curiosity enveloped his mind. She wanted to go upstairs to find out what Angga's fiancee was doing, but her little heart was still doubtful. Finally, he took the initiative to wait for the woman to come down.

It had been an hour more Silvi kept silent there, but the person she was waiting for had yet to show up as well. Fatigue and sleepiness approached him because almost all night awake. Yes, he just kept on imagining a figure who climbed the stairs.

"Finally it's coming down too."

Silvi's eyes opened again. He just glanced towards the stairs, curious about Alia. However, the woman went down empty-handed, nothing was brought.

Silvi was astonished by what the woman was doing above. When she thought about it, she suddenly heard a quick step down the stairs, just when Alia was out of the house. Now Arlo's coming down from the second floor.

Seriate.