
A few days passed, there was a slight change between Lisha and Ansel's relationship. Although Ansel was still cold, but at least he no longer locked Lisha up. Although just sitting in the front or back garden, that alone was enough for Lisha.
Lisha basked in the bright morning sun. The heat gets hotter, so Lisha decides to go back into the house.
Arriving at Lisha's room was confused about what else to do. Boredom started to haunt him. "This is the door that connects directly to Ansel's workspace. Usually it is locked. Did he forget to lock it?" Lisha walked over, then pulled the door of the study room intending to close it. However, there was a curiosity that was so great that he chose to go into Ansel's work room.
"Gosh, why so messy? Oh yes I remember, he did not allow anyone else to enter even a maid once," Lisha said as she picked up Ansel's suit lying on the floor. Lisha put the suit on her nose, inhaling the distinctive scent of Ansel's body that she so loved. "Inhaling his scent why can be as calm and comfortable as this. Is this love for her too deep," Lisha again spoke to herself.
"Cleaning his study reminded me of my old job. Lisha, let's make your husband proud of what you are currently doing. At least he's happy that I've cleaned his study." Now, Lisha goes to the table, tidying up the files and justifying the position of the computer that is too marginalized. Just a little bit shifted, then it will end its history.
"This is Ansel's phone. He forgot to bring his phone! Can I call Mom with this phone? I'll try it, I hope the Sister who's looking after my mother doesn't change the number."
"Good God, am I dreaming? Ansel actually used my date of birth. Does he still care about me?" Lisha was so shocked that Ansel used her birth date as a mobile phone password. Ordinary to others, but it was very special to Lisha. Because it means that there is still a name that is painted in the heart of Ansel, even if only a little. At least, Lisha felt she still had plenty of opportunities for him to save her mother's life.
Lisha immediately fiddled with the phone, typing the phone number of the Sister who was guarding her mother, after which immediately pressed the phone button to make a call.
Several times Lisha kept trying to dial the number she typed, but never got an answer. Never get answers, connect no, and that means the Sister's mobile number is no longer active. "Did the Sister change her number. Too bad, I had a chance to call Mom and Casey, but there's no number I can call." Lisha looked so disappointed that she laid her head on the table.
I don't know what's going on. But, it seems like Lisha accidentally put up a video on that phone. Lisha watched it carefully. "Ah, how come he can be that handsome, who wouldn't fall in love with him if he could be that perfect. I'm not worthy of her" said Lisha when watching a short video showing Ansel playing golf with sex in Lisha's eyes.
After the video runs out, the phone automatically exchanges with the next video. Lisha's body stiffened, her hands trembled, her heart felt so sore as it slashed sembilu when she saw the video that now made it seem to stop breathing.