When Love Is Present

Chapters 138.

"Roni! When did you give me back to my family? You are too. No pity on a baby that his mother left."

Vim was about to deliver the warm drink of the morning opener when he heard the sound of Laras echoing in the middle room. Vim held his breath. His wife was his wife who was struggling for freedom. Roni gave no reaction to Laras' words. He has no mercy. Vim gets nauseous seeing Roni.

"Replace me. Let go of me Roni. Please...."

"This is where you are, baby. Learn to accept the situation. You're gonna be the lady of this house."

"What's? No, I don't want to. You kidnap me. You're guilty. Let go of me Roni!" Laras no matter what else his voice resounded loudly in the room.

Roni stand. Like a lion ready to pounce on prey. The barrel is not the least bit daunted.

"Replace me!!"

"I'll get you out of here."

" Wouldn't want to. It's better...."

"Eheeem." Vim's presence diverts them.

"This is your drink, Mr and Madam." Debate ceased. The barrel was riveted, the voice he had just heard before.

Vim wants to kick Roni's stomach. Hit him in the face many times. Then pull Laras' hand and bring it out of it. Jaw hardens.

Braaaac. The crash landed on the kitchen table. Vim held back the anger. Ben hasn't come home from the supermarket yet so he doesn't see Vim's anger. Vim is still eavesdropping on Laras and Roni's conversation from afar. The sound of the barrel completely comes off. Vim wondered Laras could be as loud as his voice.

"You keep it here. I'm keeping the boss out. Don't trust new people too much. Watch her!" The orders of Roni's men to his slim-bodied friend.

"He's a nobody" said Jon the slim body.

Vim walked out. Distracting emotions that are almost broken. Surrounding the large backyard. Approaching the door connecting the courtyard and the road next to it. Ben passes this way if shopping to the supermarket.

The door was opened by Vim. Vim flabbergasted. Can't believe what he saw. In front of him extends the road from left to right. Over there the road, a large field was spread without trees. Whose land is that big? The trees there were deliberately removed.

Vim closed the door again. He's getting better. This house is far from the crowds and villages but that does not mean closed at all. There is a way to connect with the outside world.

"Whenever here? Have you cleaned the Madam's room?" Vim turned towards the sound. His footsteps were five steps from the back door. Ben came from the supermarket. On the bike hangs a few bags.

"Yet. I heard the Madam and Mr. noisily, I did not go to the Madam's room" replied Vim.

"Then wipe all the cutlery. Wait for them to stop."

"They are weird. Wanted to get married but the lady didn't like it. Pity the woman" chirped Vim. His hand carried some of Ben's groceries.

"That's their business. Our job is to finish this job."

"What are you doing again?" Jon the slim-bodied guard came to check on Vim and Ben.

"Work sir" Ben replied.

"Good."

"Begging Arik's permission to clean the Madam's room, sir. Can you?"

"Maybe Ben, if you think your time is tight, you can tell him to. That's why we accept it work. Arik, get the tools now."

"What tool, sir?"

"clean-up tools. What other tools!? Clean the Madam's room."

The barrel waits outside the room while the room is cleaned. Her request to Roni was not exactly understood. Not knowing when the miracle came helped Laras break free.

"Jon you're not tired of waiting for me every day. Stand like a statue. Just relax, Jon. I wouldn't run if you guys were gonna lose your body first. Breakfast and coffee were there."

"Hehey... Madam, I'm relaxed when the madam sleeps. This is what I'm watching." Jon pointed to Vim who was cleaning the floor.

"There's no way he's doing Jon any weird. He needs this job, doesn't he, Rik?"

"Yes Madam. Make me the most important payday because my mother needs money once. Understandably we do not have people but I do not want to steal." Vim is almost done. Vacuuming has arrived at the door of the room.

"Well that's good. You don't have a brother, do you?" laras.

"Mistress's Own. My brother is three. Each one was busy taking care of his family and my sister was dead."

"Oh ma'afuse me. Stay near here, huh?"

"All of my brothers live out of town and I live quite far away from here."

"Haven't?" Jon was getting impatient.

"I'll take the dirty clothes first" Vim said.

"Hurry up" urged Jon.

"I'll get it."

"Let him take the madam. That's herjob. How good."

"Jon there's no harm in doing good. Don't be like your master that's hhh."

Laras ignored Jon. The barrel ran into the room and picked up a basket of dirty clothes.

"This is Arik take it to the back. Send to laundry. Money asks for Ben."

Vim took a basket of dirty clothes from Laras and the opportunity he used to touch some of Laras' fingers. Smooth tremors creep in Vim's heart. Barrel pulled his hand fast. No stranger can hold his hand at will.

Jon sees that Vim has not left his place, and Jon says, "Heeehhh dare to look at Madam. Help Ben get done quickly."

Vim to the back. Inserting dirty clothes Into large plastic. After helping Ben, Vim will deliver the goods to the laundry.

Triiiit. Triiiit.

Vim's phone sounded. Vim glanced at Ben. Ben's still with his activities, cooking preparations. Lifting the call made Ben join in listening to Vim's chat. Vim ignores the sound of the phone.

"The melon and the dragon fruit you cut and give to the Madam" said Ben.

"good. This fruit is so fresh."

"You want to? Can you taste a piece. I'll buy it for Madam today. I'll buy you tomorrow. We can eat together as much."

"Thank you Ben."

For three days Vim did not eat much fruit. He should be quite satisfied with the piece of fruit provided for him. According to Jon's rules. A piece of ration was enough to refresh Vim's throat, Jon said. Jon is stingy unlike Ben. Ben is still thinking of buying Vim fruits.

Daras. Lookatme. In our house I can eat fruit. You're the one who provided it for me. Now look at this, a piece of fruit feels less to me. We need to get out of here, baby. Vian's waiting for us.

"Aakhs!"

"What's wrong? You're...."

Ben's looking for something. A wooden box attached to the wall opened Ben. He took rivanol and wound medicine.

"Where is it? You are dreamy, aren't you? Good thing your finger didn't break."

"Just a little" replied Vim.

"Little how? Ckk."

Ben bandaged Vim's wounds with cassa cloth and plaster. At that time, Vim's phone rang again.

"just hang. Who knows if your mom called or maybe your boyfriend."

"Not Ben."

"Don't be shy. Just answer. Already Rik. Be careful when working. Forget personal things and focus."

That call was Dion. Vim writes a message to Dion: Can't talk. I'm looking for Laras.

Vim is busy arranging dishes on the dining table. There was no one other than the two of them but Vim was sure the guards were outside. Occasionally Vim steals a glance towards Laras who is sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room. As if they contain a net magnet, they look at each other. The barrel avoids Vim's view. Vim's shadow is present on the head.

The barrel looked agitated, stood up and looked at the main room and the middle room. Slender.

"Arics...Arik," she called him half-whispering, "Here."

"Yes Madam. What's up?"

"Sat..Arik, I'm asking for help. Borrow h/handphone. I want to write a message for my family," said Laras.

"Can. May Madam. It's...."

Baras wrote the message quickly before the guards came.

"It has. Thank you Arik."

"Sama-sama Mistress. Where is Madam's phone?"

"Lost. Don't ask anymore." The barrel attaches the index finger on the lips.

"Mrs can borrow again tomorrow."

"Thank you Arik."

Vim disguised as Arik finishes work after lunch . After lunch Vim entered the room. Door locked. Soon deliver dirty clothes to the washer or called laundry. A message forwarded by Laras was seen by Vim and he smiled knowing that Laras' message was for Joel.

"Darling.I'm fine. Please pick me up. I miss you guys.

I'm waiting for you."

And Laras is not stupid. Through that message, his existence could be sought. Shortly afterwards a message from Joel went into Vim's phone.

"Sir.mom sent a message. Below is the message."

A screenshot sent from Joel. Contains almost the same sentence sent by Laras to Vim. Request Baras so Vim comes to pick up.

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