The Bride's Tears Replacement
Chapter 27
On the way home, Love fell asleep. Rafa drove the car very slowly. Sometimes he stroked the tired face of Love. Looks pale from vomiting too much.
"Never see Joy. You're mine, baby." Back to the face of love.
After traveling for a long time, Rafa's car finally arrived at his home. Soon she was carrying Love home.
"Mrs why Sir?" Tanya Imah was worried to see Love fall asleep weakly in Rafa's arms.
"Sleep only. Go ahead. Take all the groceries in the car." His order.
"Good sir."
Imah heads to the car to pick up groceries, while Rafa takes Love to the room. Lying the weak body of Love on the bed. Then, immediately Rafa changed clothes and wiped Love's face with a wet towel. Not to forget Rafa also wiped the rest of the vomit in the hands of Love.
After cleaning Love's body with a towel, and replacing her clothes. Rafa kissed the warm forehead of Love with a feeling of regret.
"Sleep." Gently look at that slumbering face.
Rafa stepped out of the room. He's going back to the office.
"Rafa, wait." Stopping Rafa's move.
"What else is Febi?" Lazy speech.
"How do you know Joy?"
Rafa approaches Febi. On both shoulders of Febi, he stared at them in the eyes of Febi who was also looking at him.
"You really want to know?"
"Yes, I want to know." Vigorously.
Rafa brought his mouth closer to Febi's ear.
"The only woman Joy can take from me is Love. And I fought to get love for years. Until finally, love became mine. I managed to beat Joy forever." His whisper while smiling happily triumphantly.
"You mean?" Febi's question did not understand what Rafa had just said.
"Just enjoy all the generosity of my heart to let you stay in this house." Patting softly on Febi's shoulders.
"As always, never touch love. Cctv always watching." Pointing camera cctv.
Then Rafa stepped out of the house. He returned to the office to continue his work.
Love tries to sit even though his head feels dizzy. His stomach still feels nauseous.
"Am I really pregnant, huh?" Touching his flat stomach.
"Cannot be. I won't get pregnant easily, proof of marriage first, I'm not pregnant either." Trying to pull over.
Love ran looking for a testpack that had been bought silent while in the super market.
"Madam, don't run!" Imah was worried to see Cinta running down the stairs.
"Bik, where's the groceries?" Tanya Love gasps.
"Is the Madam looking for this?" Showing testpack.
"Yes." Yeah." Directly took.
Love ran back to her room, to take a test.
One that Love did not realize, she came out of her room without using a headscarf and veil.
"That's pretty. Naturally, you love Madam very much." Say Imah praised the beauty of her employer.
From a distance, Mila also saw the face of Love. What an incredible beauty. Long wavy hair, black and thick, beautifully decomposed like an Indian artist, so Cinta had gone down the stairs while running. The syar'i gamis she wears is like an Indian wedding dress. Petite, clean white face with natural pink lips.
"The beauty is incredible. Is she an angel?" Mila was amazed.
"That's why you hate him so much." Said Febi who arrived to approach Mila.
"Mrs? Since when is Madam here?" Tanya Mila was nervous.
"Since you looked at Love and almost drooled at you." Angry smirk.
"I'm sorry Madam." Bending on Febi.
"Forget over. Now, quickly give this envelope to this address. You should deliver it." A brown envelope filled with money.
"Good Mistress." Take that envelope.
Mila passed by and delivered the brown envelope with the money to the address that Febi had told her about.
