Savings Only

Fire jealousy

"Are you angry with me?"

Ane hugged the bolster and wiped away her tears, not caring for Ararka who climbed onto the mattress and hugged her from behind.

"I was burned jealous, very jealous, Si Raka was looking to die with me."

"She's just another ex-boyfriend who just happens to look like me, and you should know that your sister is drunk again, don't overdo it."

Ararka kissed Ane's shoulder. "Are we running away from this house?"

Ane turned to look at her husband's eyes. "You mustn't be rash Ar!"

Ararka's eyes flashed and then she gulped her saliva down strongly. "I'm no longer strong, I'm depressed about my marriage with Veronika! His behavior is becoming more and more! Plus Raka who almost raped her you An! I want to take you away from here!"

Riane holds Ararka's left cheek. "We'll be fine here, I'm sure I can make your father our blessing in my own way, without you harming yourself."

Ararka breathed out slowly. "It's hard An!"

"Just because you're jealous, you want to boast like this?"

"I don't want you to love Raka."

Ane just smiled thinly. "I can't possibly like my sister-in-law, especially when Raka's married, I can't possibly have such dirty thoughts!"

Ararka still seemed to think. "The only way you're going home and resigning from this job is, I'm your husband, you're going to have to obey me!"

Riane got up from her sleep and walked to the bathroom. "Udah malem you're back in your room."

Ane closes the bathroom door, she cries there, she doesn't want to show her sadness here, afraid Ararka will take her home.

"When you're sick if you're not the same, I'm sicker Ar."

***

This morning, Ane had cooked Omah breakfast and brought Omah to the park, but Ghania approached him and gave him a cake.

"I made it more."

Riane notices Ghania and receives Ghania's cake. "Thank you, madam."

"There's time, make a chat?"

Riane sees Omah, the grandmother rubs Ane's hand. "It's okay if you guys want to talk, Omah's here."

Ane and Ghania were sitting on the garden chair, the girl just bowed holding her skirt. She was afraid that Ghania would scold her but Ghania rubbed her back.

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm not angry, it's all Mas Raka's fault."

"You're An's victim, I hope you can take care of yourself."

Ghania held Ane's hand. "Raka is so obsessed with her dead ex-boyfriend, and he looks a lot like you."

"Mr Raka just drunk Madam."

"Not An, he once said that he wanted to have a wife similar to pomegranate, even though he would throng with me."

Riane just shook her head hearing that ridiculous thing. "No way Madam."

"He was almost crazy when he lost Pomegranate, and you came instead while your face was very similar to Pomegranate, Raka will continue to target you."

"What should I do, brother?!" said Ane panicked.

"You must leave this house."

Ane shook her head. "One has to get rid of Omah, even Omah says that if Ane is not here, Omah would rather die, Ane is confused."

Ghania just laughed a little. "No, even if you stop working here, Omah will be fine, there will be me, so, you stop working now."

Riane sees Omah with her wheelchair, she approaches Ane, not heeding Ghania's orders, Ane approaches Omah.

Ghania simply fell silent then pulled the corner of her left lip. Ane pushes Omah's wheelchair towards the room but a hand holds her hand.

"Let me" said Ararka.

Ararka took Omah to the room, while Ane was already holding a rag and cleaning the dining table. How surprised Ane saw Raka sitting on a chair with a dining table.

"Hey, Pomegranate? You're so pretty."

Ane immediately left from before Raka but the man followed her.

"Fifth, you're mine!"

Ane cleans the sink but Raka stops the movement of her hands.

"Master release!"

"No! You're mine Pomegranate!"

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