The Unconsidered Fetus

Go home

I agreed and soon we left there quickly, after all I was calmer and reluctant to think about anything else, everything I would hide this sadness myself, and hopefully Mr. Jenson won't find out as well as Rasya and Nayla, because if they knew for sure they would keep me away with Desi or even I wouldn't be able to shoot again in the first movie I'd be playing after I'd been on hiatus for years, it was also a golden opportunity for me to show Mike that I could stand on my own I could become a famous celebrity and actor like I used to be even more so with the effort I put in myself.

We also arrived at the mansion of Mr. Jenson and fortunately at that time we arrived on time when the car had been put into the trunk just a few minutes ago Mr. Jenson finally arrived and I still had time to welcome his return, with a quick run and just keep me in a hurry to wipe my own face so as not to look crying marks by him because before this my eyes look so swollen and a bit swollen, I can't possibly show it all in front of Mr. Jenson, he'll ask me a lot of questions and I'll just be confused to get back.

So I prefer to remain silent and hide what has really happened, until the moment I arrive in front of him and crucify his hand while helping him carry the briefcase, mr. Jenson instead held my hand open I felt very panicked and erratic.

"Wait a minute, why do you seem to be in such a hurry?" Asked Mr. Jenson while holding my hand back then.

I kept turning around again and bowing my head continuously because I was so embarrassed and afraid to show my face to her, but there was Mr. Jenson just keep holding my chin and then he lifted it and told me to look into his eyes when at that time I was trying to close my eyes so that he did not know what actually happened. "Hey, let's quickly look at me, what's wrong with you, why do you look so weird Ros?" Ask Mr. Jenson again.

I opened my eyes slowly and looked at him with a big smile.

"Ehehe.there's nothing, I just..." My words that immediately made Mr. Jenson shocked while widening his eyes were very wide and he immediately held both of my shoulders telling me to repeat my words just now.

"Wait, did you just say? Mas's? Can you call me by any name other than sir? Wowhh this is great, let's repeat again I want to hear it more clearly." Say it to me again.

I was very anxious and shocked to make it, but it turns out that he did not want to ask about my bruised eyes because I was crying but instead misfocused on the sentence I said to him, fortunately I also spoke like that I thought I made another mistake that would make him angry.

"AA.ahhh.mas, I will call you that from now on, you will be my husband, and responsible for my son so of course I will call you as a wife should be, but if you don't like it, I can change." Say it again to him while continuing to extend the discussion so that Mr. Jenson does not focus on anything else.

"No need to replace, I'm happy to get that kind of affectionate call from you, whatever nickname you give me I'll still love it because what I love is you're not the name you gave me." Reply Mr. Jenson was very happy he also immediately walked in front of me while continuing to talk to himself, expressing a huge sense of pleasure just because I just called him mas, though all married people call it the same, if not father and darling.

But it feels like this time Mr. Jenson is too excessive and seems very strange because it was even wrong to focus on the nickname when I was panicked and anxious not because first, he said, if you know it will be like this I also do not care about him anymore, just let there are many people who fill the void.

Or even someone like Mr. Jenson who runs many branches of large companies will have no time to play or relax on ordinary days he can only rest if his work is finished sooner, he said, vacation along with the red date on the calendar, or fall dead and will never return to this world and then regret the time that has happened to blame each other later.

We both walked into the room together because at that time Mr. Jenson was also about to clean himself while I also still have to help him clean up the used clothes he was wearing this morning as well as put her briefcase, now I can really play a role like a model wife who is really, really the same as what Nayla often does to Rasya, as well as me, I also learned from Nayla how to treat a good husband, start serving breakfast without asking and cook again for dinner, tidying up her clothes and helping her carry a briefcase while driving her away and welcoming her home.

Because I also know that Mr. Jenson works so hard that he is so busy and does not have much free time, all that is also a form of struggle for his own wife and son, as a father who is quite young, he is considered to have been very successful and lucky in the world, everyone will definitely remember being in my position as the wife of the sultan who is very successful, plus have two very good friends who support the system and so understand me completely, with their presence in this house I feel no longer lonely and not too afraid because it does have other people who are willing to accompany me to sit listening to me chat and always be able to entertain me while sad to even give my full support when I failed, they never let me down at all, doing evil to me.

We both continue to be busy telling memories of our past that is so full of twists and turns it also took a lot of struggle at that time to get to this point and still get various kinds of tests in life, not only in economic and social factors but also in households and businesses that are getting worse.

"Ros did not feel once yes, now Teguh almost at the age of seven years and we both already have a husband, both of us, I also want to immediately have Ros's mom so that I don't get lonely if Rasya goes to work." Nayla said to me.

"Yes Nay, even though it feels new here we are still working at a small cafe with an unreasonable fee, but now everything has passed for so long, is the cafe still open?" Reply me while asking about the condition of the cafe where we worked first.

"So I haven't been there for a very long time, it could still be there and it could be closed, it used to be a very quiet place and when I last worked there the boss had put out some of his employees including me and Rasya." Reply Nayla to me, I nodded while feeling a little sad because of how many memories are stored there.

The hard times that I felt were more stored in the cafe, the first time I learned to wash dishes and became a waitress also in that place, my first meeting with Rasya to be introduced to Nayla was also in front of the cafe, until those who plead to their fierce boss to add more employees so that I can get a job and a place to live around there.

If I remember all that, I always thought that if there were no Nayla and Rasya, I might have been abandoned, being a beggar who is sad or could be an odgj that seems chaotic with thoughts because of problems that I have to bear later. "Nayla do you remember how difficult I was, why I could have even run away from you during labor." I said to him with a small smile and was immediately responded by Nayla.

"I'm also very anxious and so shocked to find out that you're gone, just so you know Ros at that time Rasya almost desperate because he did not manage to find you too even he almost went crazy because of that, he did not want to eat, he did not want to eat, shutting himself up even to the point of not doing anything else, he loved you so much." Nayla made me feel very bad about herself.

"Ehh, Nayla you are nothing, now Rasya is already your husband, do not discuss the past again now the purpose of his life is you I also love my husband." I replied to him and was immediately responded to a small laugh by Nayla, fortunately Nayla was not easily jealous and she was a person who had an open heart and mind, not easily angry and trusted her own best friend.

"Well, yeah, you're so serious anyway, I was just kidding." Nayla replies to me again making me feel calmer.

While on the other hand without the two women knowing, there were actually two men who peeked at them and deliberately eavesdropped on the conversation behind the kitchen wall at that time, mr. Jenson kept trying to hear everything and he was very upset when he found out that his wife had been liked by Rasya, the man she had helped out of the prison and was currently standing next to her, mr. Jenson's sharp gaze immediately turned to Rasya and he posed a severe threat to him for fear that Rasya would fall back in love with his beloved wife.

"Heh, watch out if you dare to like my wife again, I'll throw you into the tiger's den!" Threatening Mr. Jenson made Rasya very shocked and a little afraid while continuing to have difficulty swallowing his own saliva.

"Yes.aishh you are so jealous, I am married to my wife and I may betray my kind wife." Rasya's reply convinced Mr. Jenson while looking at him fixedly and raising his two-day hand.

Marking the promise he made back then to Mr. Jenson that he would never repeat it again. "It's good that if you don't love her anymore, but if you get caught by me you're harboring a little feeling for my wife, just watch out for you I'll really rip your skin off and take your flesh off!" Strictly speaking, Mr. Jenson again poses an even more frightening threat than before.

"Well..wah..sir, are you a cannibal? The truth is I promised you why you're still scared, you don't make sense." Reply Rasya while immediately walking away and choosing to avoid lord Jenson again