The Revenge of the President

Chapter 88. Give me a chance

Morning's approaching. As usual, the waiters and chefs, were already busy with their respective tasks. While the residents of the house, still sleeping. No exception for guests staying.

Ms. Lin and Mr. Yus, are also no less busy. Instructing this, that, to make everything look neat and clean. Moreover, the young lady is now awake. So, they go the extra mile to prepare everything.

Upstairs, two women on the same bed, still asleep. Meanwhile, someone who had to sleep on the sofa, sat staring at them. Last night, he couldn't sleep well. Because his mind wanders everywhere. Although, the wife was already human. He could not breathe freely.

Many things became a burden on his mind. A burden so difficult to lift, even though he did everything.

"Good morning, baby." Landing a kiss, on the wife's head. Raise the blanket, covering the neck.

Dave stroked Arshila's hair, staring warmly at the face that was still asleep. Give me a chance, just once. Wanting to feel, he wrapped his body, beside his wife and hugged her. But, he had to be patient and hold back, until the apology he got.

From this moment on, you are the queen of my palace. Everything you want, I will make it happen, as I can. Please, just give me a chance.

Cup.

Dave landed a kiss on the right cheek. Arshila's body moved, as it was disturbed. Yet. Both of his eyes were still closed.

Dave got up right away, got in the bathroom to start a new day.

Downstairs, the busyness is still visible. Mr. Yus, supervise the chef in preparing the breakfast menu. The new young lady is awake, so the food menu must be as directed by the doctor.

"Good morning, sir." Mr. Yus walks over, as Dave, suddenly appears in the kitchen.

"Morning."

"Do you need anything?"

"No. Breakfast for my wife, let me take her. Is it ready?"

"A little while, sir." This time, the chef answered it himself.

"alright,. I wait, in the middle."

On the next night, Dave met some gardeners, who were at work.

"I want, this page is planted with colorful flowers. Prepare the land, I'll ask Mr. Yus, prepare the seed."

"Good, Sir."

Dave sat on a wooden bench, watching the yard, if the flowers grew. It must have been beautiful and Arshila must have loved it.

The sun is still warm, touching the skin. Dave lifted his head. Staring at the sky, there were white clouds and blue skies. Not to forget, small birds, fly by in groups.

It was a beautiful sight, and it somehow made her smile. All this time, he was busy working, without noticing anything like this. Small things, but able to make the feeling calm.

"Master," call Yus sir. "Breakfast for the lady is ready."

"All right."

Dave walked first. A tray is ready, on top of which there is some food and a glass of milk, as well as pieces of fruit.

"Let me take him, sir." Tawar sir Yus, but got a rejection from Dave.

In front of room. Dave pushed the door, using his left foot. He noticed someone who seemed to have woken up. He was not alone, there was a nurse who opened the intravenous needle and a doctor who examined Arshila's condition. Not to forget, the mother who sat with her daughter-in-law.

"How's doctor?" Dave put the tray on the table.

"Miss condition, it's better. Miss does not need intravenous fluids anymore. Importantly, he should eat nutritious foods and vitamins."

"Thank you, doctor."

"Together, Madam. We're going back to the hospital. Miss can do a pregnancy checkup next week."

"Ah, okay, doctor. Thank you very much."

"Together, Madam. Excuse me."

Rachel escorted the doctor and nurse out of the room. Meanwhile, Dave approached the wife with a tray in both hands.

Arshila was silent, letting the husband sit in front of her.

"I'll bribe you." Dave directed the spoon filled with porridge. But, Arshila was throwing her face away.

"This is for our son. He's gonna starve."

"Our son?" hiss Arshila, with a sharp eye. "Didn't you not admit it and want to kill him? Now, what are you doing?"

"Shi." Dave put the spoon back on the plate. "I'm sorry. I'm mistaken. Please give me a chance to make up for it. Let's start at the beginning."

"But I don't want to!" arshila replied firmly. "I'm tired of this marriage. If you want to make up for it, divorce me!"

Duarr's.

As her parents suspected. Arshila must be asking for a divorce. And that thing. Which Dave couldn't give. If Arshila had any other requests, it was somehow overwhelming. He will grant it, but not with the word divorce.

"Shi." Dave tried to hold Arshila's hand, which was always thrown. "You're pregnant. Our children need complete parents. I'll try to fix everything."

Arshila answered with a cry. He fell down while shedding tears. My son needs a complete parent. But I can't afford to live the same life. It's all too painful. My heart, my body, everything is like a knife. I'm tired, I hate you.

"Shi." Dave panicked, seeing the wife. "I'm sorry." He wanted to carry his wife's body in his arms.

But, uh,

"Go! I said go!" drive Arshila away half-screaming.

With a force, Dave exited the room. He did not want to make Arshila depressed and back in shock. He called Lin and Nadia's mother to accompany the wife.

"Miss, relax." Mother Lin gave her a glass of water.

"Mother Lin, sorry. Can you leave us?" Nadia Pinta.

"All right."

Nadia approached, grabbing a tray on the bed.

"Mr. Come, eat!" Arshila. But Nadia did not give up. "Mr. Do you want to lose a child like you used to?"

Arshila looked up, she shook her head. He knows what it's like to lose a child. The daughter she gave birth to, but was not given the chance to see and care for.

"Nadin, already called Ma'am, by the name of mother. He hoped that his sister would be born to accompany him to play."

Arshila wiped her tears. Taking a tray from Nadia's hand. Slowly scoop and enjoy the breakfast.

"Why are you here?"

"Master asked me to take Nadin and accompany you. Sir is very worried. He didn't sleep for days, even ate very little. He never moved a little to keep you company."

Spoon in Arshila's hand, hanging in the air. How could that man worry about her? He clearly remembered how he was forced to abort his womb. Now, he's worried? It doesn't make any sense.

"Do you work at Dave's company?" Arshila stared in full search.

"Yes, Mommy."

"Before, meet mas Dimas. Have you worked there long?"

"Yes, Mother. Dimas and I were lovers in college. We met at a restaurant, out of town."

Arshila was silent, she seemed to be thinking about something.

"Mom, I'm sorry. All this time, I misjudged, Ms. Shila. I just listened to Dimas and Mom. I was so blinded by love that I swallowed up all their words."

"I'll never blame you. But I need honesty. Are you really in love with Dimas mas or are you told by someone to deliberately approach him?"

Deg.