The Revenge of the President

Chapter 56. This isn't a house.

On the hemisphere, land that is miles away and separated by the vastness of the ocean. The tomboyish woman who had been a few months was plagued with endless unease. A cell phone number she had always been in contact with, never connected. It doesn't make sense, if Arshila's so busy. The only thing that came to her senses was that she was not okay.

Being abroad, making him unable to do anything. He's been calling Aunt Nessa, asking for help to find out. But, until now there was not a single news that made his heart calm down.

"You want to go back, Lex?"

"Yes, Ma."

"Be careful. Don't be seen by your father."

"Look down, Ma."

Alexa put some of her clothes back in her backpack. Staring at the circular clock at his auction. In two hours, flight time, he immediately rushed out of the room.

Drt..drt.....

"Hallo, tan."

"You ready?"

"It has. I'm leaving now."

"Good, you stay home. I told auntie of your arrival."

"Thank you, aunt. If you have any news, I'll call you soon."

"Be careful."

Connection interrupted. Alexa stepped back, there was a driver waiting on the page.

***

At Dave's house, at lunchtime.

Arshila sat next to her husband, forcing food into her throat. They only ate together, because Rachel left the house, no matter what.

That afternoon, when I woke up. Arshila widened, even her heart was about to jump out. Dave sleeps with his arms around her, the tip of her husband's nose touching his forehead. Her lips were only a few inches away from her two sweets.

Dave's breath, sweeping his face. The snoring was smooth, making it seem as if it stopped breathing. The man, sleeping soundly, made Arshila afraid to move, even just straightening his legs that began to cramp.

Good thing God saved him, with the sound of knocking on the door Yus sir. Wake up the rude man, for lunch.

Back at the dinner table.

"Would you like to go somewhere, baby?"

"Ti .. no. The weather's so hot, I'll just stay home." The stammered and nervous voice, even Arshila did not stare at her husband.

The affectionate word that was full of tenderness, sounded frightening to him.

"All right, actually I'm gonna take you out. I have to be out of the country tomorrow for a week. As long as I'm gone. Never set foot outside the house. Understood!"

Arshila nodded, the next second she breathed a sigh of relief. When my husband left the table.

But, uh,

"Finish, eat!! I'll wait in the room."

Arshila actually, has no appetite. So, he immediately rose up following the steps of the husband.

"Still sick?" Dave touched his wife's cheek. Meanwhile, Arshila only shook her head in response

"Sorry." The words spoken are so sincere, but it means nothing to Arshila. "I don't like it, you're close to another guy. Moreover. Ellinos. So don't make me angry!"

Arshila was silent, not knowing what to say. I don't know what the reason for the sentence is? To be sure, the man could not possibly be jealous.

"Give me your hand!"

Arshila, according to her, gave her palm. Dave had the ring on his ring finger. A different ring from her wedding ring, which turned out to belong to another woman.

"It's yours, I carved your name in it. Take care, don't lose it. I won't forgive you, if the ring comes off your finger."

"Thank you."

Only that word came out of his mouth. Arshila's heart was numb, she felt nothing, as the ring coiled around her ring finger. His heart was not pounding, not even his heart felt moved. The feeling is completely dead, to Dave. The heartache and disappointment, could not be knocked out just like that, just because of a ring.

"I'm going to the next room, finish my job. You rest!"

Cup.

This house is like a prison, equipped with luxurious facilities. His freedom was restricted and his dreams seemed to die. Although, Dave is out of the country, his fate will remain the same, nothing has changed.

Feeling bored, Arshila went up to the third floor in the library. There was Ica, who could accompany him to chat.

"Good day, Miss."

"Jiang, Ca."

"You want to read a book? I'll find it for you."

"No, thank you. Sit down, I just want to talk."

Ica, according to her, sat on a wooden chair, facing Arshila, with a small table in the center as their distance limiter.

"What do you want to talk about, miss? I'll listen to it."

Arshila did not immediately reply, she just stared at Ica with tears that suddenly fell without excuse.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Ica panic.

"I want to go home, Ca. But, I have no home and no one is waiting for me."

"Miss, what are you talking about. This is your home, we are all your family. The big madam loves you very much."

"This isn't home, Ica. Although, Mama loves me, but it won't be the same as our parents. I can't talk about my feelings for her."

Clear crystal, already slid unhindered on Arshila's cheek. His gaze was empty and lonely, though he was surrounded with people who loved him.

"Miss, I understand your feelings. But, try to make peace with your destiny. Maybe one day, you'll feel calm."

"Hiks .. hiks .. hiks .... I'm tired, Ca. I can't! Every day, I feel like dying, I feel like I'm suffocating which slowly makes me claustrophobic and not breathing."

"Miss." Ica got up and hugged him. He patted the back of Arshila who was crying bitterly.

"I want to go home, Ca. I want to go home, but I don't know where. Hiks .. hiks .. hix ...."

On the doorstep, Dave was already clenching his hands. Staring sharply, the two women were hugging each other. The wife cried bitterly, asking Ica to go home.

She was crying, feeling tormented, living with me. He wants to go home, but has no purpose. Whatisthis? I'm trying to fix everything, but, you're still not satisfied.

Is living with your ex-husband better than living with me? I gave you everything in this house, but you chose to live as a maid in your ex's house.

Dave left, headed back to the room. His breathing was still rising and falling.

"It's over?"

"Here you go, sir." Mr. Yus, lift up a suitcase that already contains Dave's clothes.

"Get out!"

"Good, Sir."

Dave took his phone on the nightstand.

"Tian, I'm leaving this afternoon. Ask them to prepare."

"Good, Sir. I'll pick you up, now."

"Hmm."

Connection interrupted.

Dave feels like he's going to explode right now. He chose to go in the bathroom, to get ready.

When he finished, he got downstairs and asked the waiter to carry his suitcase in the car.

"I'm going, take care of my wife! Don't let him out of the house and there can't be any guests visiting while I'm gone."

"Good, Sir."

"Remember, Mr. Yus. If anything happens to her, call me immediately." Mr. Yus nodded. "Remember, my message was."

"I understand. Mister."

Dave got in the car, when Tian had already opened the door for him.