The Bride's Tears Replacement

Chapter 15

Without Rafa realizing it, it turns out that someone is recording the conversation and actions he is doing with Jesika. Because, these are all traps that were deliberately set up by Jesika.

Before Jesika goes any further. Soon Rafa pushed the strong body of Jesika into the wall.

"Aww.." Shouted Jesika in pain as her back was slammed against the wall.

Clasped tightly by Jesika's chin rafa. While both hands Jesika tightly grasped by Rafa, crossed over the head of Jesika.

"What do you really want, huh?" Rafa's upset.

Jesika looked at Rafa's emotional face with a wobbly smile.

"Why do you want love so much? Answer." Angry smirk.

Again and again Jesika just smiled. He was happy to make Rafa curious.

"Stop smiling, or I'll really kill you." Pressing Jesika's neck using her thumb.

Jesika is starting to feel like she is dying. Rafa pressed down even more, until Jesika's tongue stuck out and her saliva slowly dripped.

"Answer. Aakkhgggrrr.." Shouted Rafa annoyed.

Rafa stopped his actions. Then, he just left

leaving Jesika sitting weakly on the floor, after tidying up her shirt again.

"The more curious you are, the more exciting!" Jesika exclaimed in the middle of her breath gasping for air.

Rafa immediately drove his car home. The road that was being crowded by vehicles made him grumble.

Tttiiittt...

Rafa pressed his car horn many times, to get the other riders to pull over and let him pass them. And finally, Rafa arrived home.

Imah opened the door for her employer.

"Where is Love?" Rafa hurriedly asked2 stepping towards the lower room of the stairs.

"Mrs is praying Mr." Imah Evidently.

Right, when Rafa opened the door to his room, Love was praying sitting down. Because, the wound on his leg still felt very painful and painful when he was placed on the floor.

"Has he eaten?"

"Not Mr."

"Why not?" Rafa asked with an angry look at Imah.

"The lady has no taste for food" he said." Answer to nervous.

Rafa took a deep breath. Then she beckoned to leave him.

As soon as Imah left, Rafa immediately sat down beside Cinta who had just finished her prayer.

"Is your leg still hurting?" Cupping both cheeks of Love.

Love is astonished. What else would her husband do, after saying such a terrible thing this afternoon.

"Why don't you eat?" Looking into the eyes of Love.

"I'm not hungry sir." Flat talk.

For a moment the two looked at each other. No one wants to take that look away. Rafa continued to stare deep in Love's eyeballs, until he saw his face smashed in those eyes. While Love just stared blankly at Rafa's face.

"Are you crying?"

"No sir." His answer was finally to immediately subdue the view.

Rafa pulled that face back to look at him.

"Say, I know you're crying."

"Can't you see everything through the cctv?"

"Yes, indeed. But, this room is the only room that doesn't have a cctv." Evidently.

Love's eyes widened a little surprised to know this secret room is the only place without cctv. And there was a slight sense of relief, because what happened this afternoon would never be known to Rafa.

"Why are you crying?" Ask Rafa.

'The man who made me cry. Master hurt my heart. Master was kind to me, just because he wanted to get satisfaction. Master is as cruel as that man.' The answer is in the heart.

"Hey, I'm nanya. Why crying?" Cheek stroking Soft love.

"Still not answering?" Rafa asked with a slightly emphasized tone.

"I am sariawan Tuan. It was sore on my lips, and the wound on my leg still hurt. That's why I'm crying." Obviously lying.

"Correct?" Investigate Rafa.

"Yes, sir."

"Well, then now we eat!" To carry the body of love.

"Not to be carried by the Lord. I can walk by myself." Protest Love and instantly shift away from Rafa.

Rafa's surprised. Love does not usually refuse. And the rejection of Love upset him.

"Ok up." Stand up to the door.

"I'm waiting at the dinner table. Not wearing for long. Two minutes, if it's too late, you know what's gonna happen." He spoke coldly without looking at Love.

"Good sir." Answer Love obediently.

Rafa's headed to the dining table. And Love replaced her face with a Hijab, and then used a special veil to eat.

Soon Love approached Rafa at the dinner table. He sat directly opposite Rafa.

"Wait for what else. Eat." Rafa suddenly snapped.

Love was startled, and immediately took the rice. Not to forget Cinta was about to get rice for Rafa, but was immediately pushed over by Rafa.

"I can take it myself. I have hands." Said cold.

Only silence can love do. And he felt a little more relieved when Rafa treated him accordingly.

"What's the difference between me and that bastard?" Rafa suddenly.

Forehead of Love shriveled to hear Rafa's curse.

"Master cursed me? Was there a mistake I made that upset you?" Ask Love gently.

"Not to interfere in my affairs." Chewing food.

For the next few minutes, the atmosphere of the dining table feels quiet, cold and gripping. There was only the sound of a spoon clashing with a plate.

"I'm done. You go back to your room. Tonight I'm sleeping in the room with Febi." He said without looking at love.

The love that was chewing food, fell silent. The feeling of the food he wanted to spit out when he heard Rafa's words.

"Yes, calm love. O calm heart. You're just the housekeeper." Shrugging his own shoulders.

Rafa has arrived at Febi's room. And Febi who was lying down immediately got up. He was astonished to see Rafa coming.

"Rapha? You why?" Approaching Rafa.

"Let me sleep in this room instead." Speech weak.

"This is your room, Rafa. No need to ask for permission."

Rafa lies comfortably on the bed. His body feels very tired.

"Do you need a touch?" Started touching Rafa's hands.

There was no response from Rafa. Febi grew increasingly reckless, she started lying next to Rafa and stroking Rafa's face.

"I regret, I refused the marriage. I should be your wife now. Not that love." Whispers slowly.

His hands start to mischievously tease Rafa. One by one, they started taking off Rafa's shirt. And when the buttons to Rafa's three shirts opened, Febi's eyes found a lipstick mark clearly drawn there.

'It is impossible for love to do this. Does Rafa have a lover?' His inner.

"Do I want to make you feel relaxed?" Touching Rafa's checkered stomach.

"Remove your hand. Jagan dreamed of relaxing me. Only love can do that." He still closed his eyes.

"Love Love Love." Shouted Febi annoyed.

Soon he left the room. Febi headed for the kitchen, opened the fridge, then drank a fizzy drink.

'Should I give love to her ex-husband?' His inner.

A cynical smile expands on Febi's lips. He starts thinking about things to get rid of Love from Rafa's life.