The Revenge of the President

Chapters 115. Guarantee

At Dave's residence, the chefs and waiters were busy. There were two women who gave these instructions, to them. Tonight, they're gonna have dinner. After, Arshila was discharged from the hospital this afternoon.

Liam and Malvin, sitting in the living room, playing chess. For a long time, they didn't relax like this. Sometimes they look for friends to invite. But, their two sons, had the same busyness. Inviting the wife to play chess, better not to. Because, they would not accept defeat, let alone be willing to accept orders.

Rachel and Elinno's mom, sitting at the dinner table. Both, like the supervisor, were observing the work of his subordinates.

"Jeng, we'll go shopping for our grandchildren."

"of course. When?" Elinno's mother looked enthusiastic, even closing her seat.

"Next week, we're going to the hospital for control. All right, check the gender."

"I want to come too. It's so boring to be home."

"alright. I'll pick you up, later."

"Then, what about the wedding reception? You need to get me involved" Elinno's mother grabbed Rachel's hand. Like the. A brother was begging.

"You just calm down. We'll both take care of it. I even already, have many examples of invitations."

"I want to give my daughter my jewelry and wedding dress."

"What are you talking about? My son-in-law will wear my wedding dress."

"Ouch, Brother. Don't be like that!"

The two argued small, like brothers. Moreover, Ellino's mother called Rachel a sister. Mother Lin and Grace were passing by, just smiles.

"Sister, you better get your son married soon. So you can give your son-in-law your jewelry and your dress."

"I want to too, brother. But, my son is very stubborn."

Both argue with the same problem.

"Mrs," call Mr. Yus. "Young ladies and gentlemen, it's back."

Rachel and Elino's mother soon get up. Running small, past their husbands, who were staring confusedly.

"My dear, are you okay? Why did you come home so fast? You should have been treated until you recovered."

Rachel had nagged first, holding the wrong hand of her daughter-in-law.

"He's fine, Ma."

"Yes, Ma. I've been better. It's boring staying in a hospital."

They just go inside the house. Arshila was flanked by two women, who were holding her hand. Meanwhile, Dave and Ellino walk up.

"You're home yet?" Liam turned his head, when he found out who was coming.

"Yes, Pa."

Dave and Ellino take a sitting position, next to their father. He let two women he called Mama, escort the wife in the room.

"What did the doctor say? Why are you coming home so soon?"

"He's just exhausted. Her condition has improved and Shila asks to go home."

In the room, Arshila did not want to lie down. He's been all day, lying in the hospital. His body felt sore, because it did nothing.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Ma."

"Yes, already. We're out first. Call me if you need anything."

Arshila nodded. He immediately moved to the bathroom, after mom and Rachel came out of his room.

He is soaking now, with the aroma of soap so fragrant.

"Where have you been, Alex?"

"I'm with my real mother."

Arshila recalled her conversation with Alexa this afternoon.

"Sister Shi, I don't know, what really happened? About meeting you with Dave until you finally get married. But, do you love him?"

Arshila was annoyed, with Alexa's words. His meeting with Dave, it wasn't a coincidence. He knew very well, Dave had deliberately approached him from the beginning. But, back then, it was useless. They are married and have the fruit of their love in their womb.

However, about his feelings, this time. He can't answer yet. Either he's in love or just comfortable. I don't know.

Arshila rubbed her body gently, while inhaling the scent of her soap.

Geck, tok, tok.

"You're taking a shower, baby?" Dave's voice from behind the door, made Arshila a little surprised.

Door opens.

Arshila. Dave was walking towards her with a smile.

"Want me to help you?"

Arshila nodded. Letting the husband, rubbing his back.

Then, does he love you? Are you sure he has changed?

Alexa's questions kept ringing in her head.

I don't know, he changed because he loved me. Or, just because I'm pregnant with her child.

I just want to enjoy this happiness, Alex. If it's a dream, I don't want to wake up again. Let time answer everything.

"Thank you."

Dave landed a kiss, before it came out. He asked Arshila to hurry, before she got cold.

A photo of USG, in Dave's grasp. He stroked and kissed the photo. Fetuses that are still in the form of clots.

My son, forgive your father!

Well, before the hospital. He asked the doctor to do a pregnancy check on his wife.

When the screen displays, his baby. He was moved and his eyes were hot. He kissed Arshila repeatedly. Say sorry and thank you, which is endless.

Chequek.

Dave's looking. Arshila came out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around her body. He immediately ran, approaching her. Scared, Arshila fell.

"Sit. Let me get you a shirt."

"I can do it myself."

"No. Let me!"

Dave's headed for the walk in closet. Looking for clothes that are loose and of course comfortable, for Arshila.

"Here, put it on."

Arshila nodded. He still uses face cream and lotion on his body. While Dave, open the towel that wraps his wife's hair. Helps dry it.

"You want to eat something, honey?"

"I want to eat kebabs. I've told you, Mama, to ask the chef, to prepare it."

"Aren't you asking me to do something?"

Arshila looked over, confused. What, then, should he ask? All are available in the home.

Dave put down the towel, drained Arshila's hair. "If you want me to do something, just say it! I'm your husband and I'll try to make it happen."

Arshila simply nodded, then grabbed her clothes. She was actually, not used to the attitude of the husband who had changed. Although, Dave has spoken softly. Arshila was still feeling alert. He was afraid, Dave's anger returned and his hand hurt his body again.

He's traumatized. Moreover, it wasn't just the slaps and swipes that he got, back then. In fact, his body had already been bruised and covered in wounds. Strands by strands of hair, falling down because it is often pulled.

When Arshila was sitting in front of the mirror. Dave landed both of his knees on the floor. Arshila jerks.

"I haven't apologized properly, have I?" Dave grabbed both of his wife's hands. "I'm sorry, Shi. Please, forgive me!"

"Dave."

"I know, you're still scared and doubtful of me. But I promise to atone for all my sins. Please, trust me. If my words still make you doubt, I'll give you something that will be his guarantee."

Arshila. He is still confused, with Dave's sudden attitude. This man, he's been apologizing so many times and now, he's on his knees. Is he aware of my thoughts?

"No, necessary. I believe and I forgive you."

Dave got up soon. Take something in the drawer.

"Signature, Shi."

"For what?"

"It's your guarantee."

Arshila read it carefully, then looked up at her husband.

TRANSFER OF PROPERTY AND SHARES.

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