Wife On Paper

Chapter 216 Panic

Sinta. It turns out that Ara's small items such as accessories and frames are many and scattered on the table. Not to mention some photos that are affixed to the wall, he must pull them one by one and should not be damaged. Can get angry later, because apparently the photo spread on the wall is a photo of the husband, Adrian.

Samar heard the voices of people talking. The longer the sound becomes clearer. It can be ascertained if the one who came was the mother of the head of the orphanage and Adrian.

Sinta's heart suddenly pumped faster. He is like a thief who is almost caught, who must think and act simultaneously.

"Yes my. Why are they so fast?" Sinta patted her own eel. This skinny, nimble-looking girl accelerated her hand movements.

Though he had run around with Sri to cut the time to walk from the front to Ara's room. The girl just prayed in her heart, may God be kind with their actions this time.

This morning, Sinta had the task of cleaning the front yard of the gate. The girl saw Adrian's car arrive. Although Sinta is not yet familiar with Ara, but the girl certainly knows Adrian as a permanent donor and several times came to this home to check the renovation of this home. The girl only knew that her brother was Adrian's wife and she immediately told Sri.

"This is the state of the room, son. Come in." invite Fatimah ma'am who has already entered to make sure there are no items Ara left behind. "As you wish, nothing has been changed. We just fixed some of his broken furniture, replaced the torn sheets and widened the bed" the head of the parlour put his eyes around.

Adrian stared dislikefully at Sinta who had just come out of the bathroom. Moreover, then the man's eyes fell on the plastic bag in Sinta's hands. The girl understood Adrian's suspicions, because from the beginning asked that the room should not be occupied by anyone.

"Sorry, Sir. I am in charge of cleaning this room every few days," said Sinta did not want the man in front of him suspicious. He tried to calm down and nodded respectfully at Adrian. Though his heart was still beating in disarray due to that brief gaze. Sinta felt like she was on trial.

"What did you bring?"

"Oh ... It's dirty sheets, sir. I replace it once a few days even if it's not occupied." The girl shudders her own thumbs which smoothly make up a lie, though nervous at first confronting an Adrian. His heart was a little relieved. Sinta admitted, the husband of her stepbrother had a frightening aura.

"I don't want my wife's leftover belongings moved. Just let it stay here, "he said firmly but indisputably.

"Nobody's been moved, son. Everything's still here." Fatimah tried to mediate. He who was behind Adrian gave the code Sinta to leave immediately.

Sinta nodded. Then the girl without excuse passed Adrian just like that.

"May I check?!"

Sinta's steps stopped. Adrian's flat speech without tone was like an order to him. His feet were like stepping on glue that could glue Sinta's feet to the floor.

The girl was choked to hear him, and did not even dare to continue her steps or twist her body. It was as if time had stopped spinning.

Adrian walked closer. In his heart Sinta shouted out loudly, calling the name of God asking for help. Although what they did was not right, as it had hidden the whereabouts of Ara. However, in order to help the mission of her brother who could not understand her way of mind, Sinta must be total.

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"Your phone reads, son." Ms. Fatimah was a little relieved to hear that. "Thank you first, maybe it's important." Of course Fatimah said it with the intention, so that Adrian forgot the existence of Sinta who brought Ara's belongings.

"alright. Sorry ma'am, I picked up first" Adrian came out of the wife's room. Then walk away receiving her cell phone call.

"Go here quickly!" tell Fatimah ma'am while pushing Sinta's body to leave the room.

"Yes, Mom." Huh ... It was so good to see it. As fast as lightning, the skinny girl who was now sitting on the high school bench ran carrying a black plastic bag filled with half of it. And disappeared behind the sturdy building of the parlor.

"Sorry Mom, I'm a long time ago" Adrian said upon returning from receiving a call from his phone.

"Don't hesitate. I know Adrian's son is very busy."

"I have to see a client right now, Mom. Can I stay here tonight?"

"Huh?" Fatimah was surprised to hear that. It's nothing, the chances of getting caught will be fifty percent if Adrian stays. Moreover, looking at the Eagle of the bodyguard who had a gaze as sharp as his name.

Not long after, Fatimah's mother who realized she had not agreed to Adrian's request immediately broke down a smile. "Of course, son. Consider it your home too. But yes, this is how it is."

Yesterday Adrian contacted the mother of the home was very late, saying if today after the day break he would leave for Bandung to visit the orphanage. It just so happened that Ara was checking her pregnancy and coming home late at night. The mother of the parlor did not have the heart to tell him.

His plan this morning he'll tell his foster son that. But who knows if early in the morning is right, Adrian is already in front of the orphanage. And of course make all the residents of the parlour who know about them, a crime made. Moreover, it also had to wake up Ara, who had just climbed her dream.

"I can't be sure what time I'm back. But I stayed here tonight, ma'am," said Adrian, saying the man was willing to finish his business.

"It also happens that way. Let our room also be prepared, son," said Fatimah ma'am responding to Adrian's saying

"No need to worry, Mom. Just clean it up, nothing needs to be replaced. I love everything that has to do with my wife." Fatimah smiled faintly, Ara is really lucky.

Fatimah just remembered, if today is their wedding anniversary. What is it also that causes Adrian to visit here and want to stay overnight. The problem of young people is complicated, Fatimah does not know what to help.

At the end of the hallway, the beautiful woman who was tightly hugging her already protruding stomach was decays. Ms. Sri no longer supports her body. The middle-aged woman let Ara like that so that all her emotions out rather than being held back which would be even painful.

A deep longing. Not to mention the baby who moved continuously from hearing Adrian's voice. It seemed like the little creature that could not even see the world felt the presence of the father there. Or maybe, the baby candidate also felt the heart of the mother who was packed with endless longing.

"Cry, Ra. I know what you're feeling, even though I don't understand the way you're thinking, young man." Bu Sri gently caressed Ara's black mane, then rubbed the tears that dripped on her own cheeks.

After that it rained so hard. As if washing all the wounds left gaping. For so long, hoping that the wound will disappear in the wind or rain over time. But apparently, fate did not take it off that easily.

A man looked out the window of his empty car. Several times gnawed, apparently unable to give a hint of calm to the half of his heart that was lost.

For almost a year the two did not meet. And at twice the best moment of his life, Adrian really felt his heart ache like it was torn. He felt very guilty for his wife, who had to make the woman sacrifice for her relationship with the child. Even without knowing it before.

"Sir."

"Go to the rendezvous, Lang. I eat there," he said coldly.

Of course the Eagle was aware of his master's mood. As a result of the departure of the woman he loved from the house of the master, all the world of Adrian turned upside down. Luckily, he was very professional with his job. In addition, his personal life was affected.

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"While you're staying in this room yeah, Ra. This is the only empty and clean. The others are being renovated." Bu Sri helped Ara sit down. Then the middle-aged woman offered the warm tea that Sinta brought from the kitchen.

"So rest. Let us arrange this stuff." Sinta glanced at Madam Sri who then answered her with a nod. They were concerned to see the condition of Ara.

The two people of different ages helped Ara improve. Removing things from the plastic bag that Sinta brought. Only what was needed, because Ara did not occupy that room for long. After Adrian returns to Jakarta, Ara will return to her room.

The woman who still looked surprised laid her body. Hearing the voice of the husband is just the effect, let alone meet. Honestly, he missed me. Eagerly ran to hug the man and told him there was a small creature inside his stomach that also missed him. Logically, however, it forbids.

Bu Sri deliberately asked Ara to rest. Other than because the woman was sleep-deprived, her soul was certainly not fine now. And as long as Adrian's here, of course he has to stay in his room.

Over time there was a soft snoring and closed eyes belonging to Ara. Bu Sri and Sinta looked at each other, with meaningful gazes.

"I didn't know love was that complicated, Mom?" said Sinta interrupted rubbing his sweat that is still falling from his temple. He who ran to save Ara's belongings then helped the woman to improve. Only now did the girl feel relieved, after Adrian left the orphanage even though he would come back later.

"Little kids know what about love!" hit Sri's mom on Sinta's forehead with her finger. His eyes reminded.

"I've grown up, Mom, I'm in High School. Only my body is small and thin" Sinta protested with a frown.

"Sorry you forgot, Sin. I always thought you were still Junior." Ms. Sri grimaced. The middle-aged woman feels guilty with her partner, in carrying out the mission of saving Ara from her husband.

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