REVENGE IS UNCOVERED

Part.1

In the Fernandez mansion, it is now getting crowded with the sound of baby crying.

This is the moment that Sarah and her husband look forward to.

Sarah, always take over her granddaughter. Other people who want to carry, just give it a moment.

Sleep time sometimes Sarah, with grandchildren and Jacqueline. He, uh, kicked out V.

Irfan, who as her husband and is now second. Because it must, compete with his granddaughter.

Jacqueline, feeling sad because ASI did not come out much. Finally, the baby should drink the best formula milk.

"Don't be sad, honey. What matters is that our child is healthy". V, hugging tightly on his wife's body.

"Hiks...Hix...Hix...I, want to breastfeed our baby. But, why are my ASI not rushing". Jacqueline's sobbing, squeezing her Husband's arm. Lasting a few days, she was able to breastfeed her child. In the end, ASI no longer came out.

"Duhhh.. Look, her mommy is sad because ASI is not coming out again". Sarah's naughtiness, she didn't mind if her granddaughter drank formula milk. Sarah, you can take her to bed together or anywhere.

"Alright, baby. Don't be sad, your ASI is not enough for our child. It doesn't matter if your child drinks formula milk. Me, as his father. Of course, looking for the best formula milk in the world". V, coax Jacqueline and wipe her tears.

Jacqueline, start to calm down and nod your head. "Hmmm... All right, I understand". Jacqueline murmured, swallowed.

"Well, you're carrying his nephew dong". Melda's whining, who just came to work.

"Sir, take a shower and clean up first. Just carried his nephew, a lot of germs on your body". Reject Sarah, straight away.

Melda, just pout and stand up. "Well, after that no one forbade me. To carry my niece, the handsome one". Melda's chuckle, immediately left the living room.

"Yes, when you're done cleaning. Eat well, don't reason anything". Sarah said, paying attention to Melda. Although, he's not his son.

"Tonight, Jeno was as good as her sleep. Frightened, Jeno woke up and you two are still slitting. Kasian's granddaughter, woke up to sleep but mommy and her daddy slept". Sarah, smile smrik.

"Well, this is our son. Time, often brought to sleep. Kasian papah, not in nina boboin". V, a glance towards his father.

"Alahhhhhhh....Mamah, you can set it up V. Should have been, you didn't do Jacqueline's makeup. He, still nifas don't rhyme weird". Struggling Sarah, staring intently at her son.

"Then, forty days. Me, fast and very annoying. Aarghh.....". Grumpy V, who was frustrated.

[7/2 10.19] Erlina: "Just calm down, I'll serve until I get out". Whisper Jacqueline, teasing her husband. Make a V, smile.

"Well, pamit used to want bobo". Blink V's eyes, pull Jacqueline's arm. "Titip, Jeno yeah".

"Well, we go upstairs first". Jacqueline said, following her husband's footsteps.

"it seems, Jeno wants bobo too. We, get in the room first". Irfan, straight away help his wife.

A few minutes later, Melda headed to the living room. He, clucked bitterly because there was no one.

"Mommy Sarahhhh......!!!". Peek Melda, stomp her feet. How sad, because they are lying.

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The next day, Melda felt her neck hurt a little.

"Huuuffs...Long time no spa, did I ask Frans for permission. My neck, it hurts". Melda, get out of the workspace.

"Huuuffs... Melda, you need to relax and don't be rash". He said, breathing out. His hands, open the door to Frans' office.

Although Frans, knowing Melda's arrival. He, he doesn't care.

"French....". Said Melda, in a soft tone.

Of course, Frans knew from Melda's soft voice. Sure, there's something bad.

"French....Hemmm, can I leave, right? Actually, I'm going to the spa. Hmmm...Look, my neck hurts a lot". Melda, just look down and bite her lower lip.

Frans, staring intently at Melda and putting the pen to the table. He stood up and walked over to Melda.

Of course, Melda wasn't feeling well. Sure enough, something's going on. "French....I-I'm serious and don't lie". With a sad look, with a sad look.

"Where it hurts, what's left right neck". Frans asked, right behind Melda.

Melda, was immediately startled and tried to relax and calm down. He, slightly changed his sitting position to be upright. "here". Melda answered, touching her right neck.

Melda's eyes, perfectly rounded. When Frans' hand started touching her neck. He felt big fingers touch his skin. The fine feathers bristled up, his hands squeezing the tip of the shirt.

Gradually Frans, began to massage Melda's neck and head. Little him, spilled the massage oil.

Melda, feel the ease. Friars, really very good. His eyes are soft, enjoying his massage.

"Uughh....It's delicious, Frans...Uhmm...". Melda said, yet it sounded like a Han-village.

Frans, just let out a heavy sigh and tried to relax.

Long enough Frans, massaging Melda's neck. He, instantly ended it. But Melda fell asleep.

Frans, just shook his head and raised Melda's body. Then, lay his body on the sofa. Not to forget, Frans opened the suit and covered part of Melda's body.

Frans, smile smrik and continue his work again. It's been delayed, a few minutes. She, let Melda fall asleep.

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"Hoummmm....". Melda, blink her eyeballs. Long enough pensive, then he realized because he was fast asleep."Aaaakkh....". Melda, scream loudly. "It's one o'clock in the afternoon, my God, I really fell asleep. In fact, past lunch hour. Oh, no. My job, Frans you can't wake me up". Melda grumbled, running straight towards the door.

"Don't forget, have lunch first". Frans said, but it was too late. Because Melda, she's gone and running to her study.

"Ck, sleepyhead". Frans murmured, it seems like he also missed lunch. Not the heart, leaving Melda alone. Fearfully, someone came in and did something indecent.

With a keroncong stomach, he remains passionate with his work. In front, the important files were waiting for him from earlier.

"Eeee. Behhh. What is he, ever studied in a massage expert". Melda murmured, her neck no longer hurts.

Ceklekk.....

The door opened wide, a figure of Frans carrying something in his hand. Then, approach Melda.

Melda, she's already feeling nervous. He, keep trying to be professional. "Sorry, what's wrong Mr. Frans".

"Eat first, work new". Frans, put the crackle on Melda's desk. "Don't ge'er, I don't want you to get sick. If you're sick, I'm the one who's bothered and troubled. Not to mention, Tuan, Madam, Bos and Miss". Again, by turning his body.

Melda, just let out a heavy breath. "Thank you for healing my neck and delivering food".

Frans, leave Melda's study without a word. Melda's face looked sad by nature, Frans.