Wife On Paper

Chapter 218 Farewell

"This white water?"

"Oh sorry. We're out of colored drinks. I mean coffee or tea. Just this morning going shopping to the market." Sinta grimaces, apparently stringing words to trick someone is not as easy as when we think about it. His heart beat strongly watching every wrinkle Adrian's face created.

The skinny girl appeared to swallow her saliva several times. His throat was definitely dry because it was waiting for the response of his foster brother's husband.

"Warm?"

"Cold weather's been raging lately, sir. We purposely mix it with warm water, reduce sore throat." That is a half-true reason, and half is original.

Don't ask me again, I'm confused looking for an excuse, sir, Sinta said in her heart.

Adrian just looks like he's breathing heavily. "Thank you, you can go" he kicked her out by accident.

Sinta immediately turned around and sped up her pace, in her heart cheering because she had just escaped the tougher test of life from the school exam just now.

"Wait!"

Oh, dearGod. Especially this? The girl turned around slowly. "Yes, sir." Then Sinta showed her forced smile that was made as natural as possible.

"The fried rice is delicious. Give my thanks to those who cook." Adrian didn't even expect to say such an unimportant thing.

"Ohhhh .. Yes sir, definitely." Sinta turned her body back and immediately disappeared, before many questions and statements that made her confused.

Adrian just tried a spoon earlier, because interested in his appearance. This fried rice certainly reminded him of the figure of the wife, who forced him to eat heavy and oily food first.

Adrian never liked that kind of food. But since marriage, Ara often made fried rice for breakfast. Fried rice is healthy, the woman said. Without any dye with low level spicy flavor and without flavoring.

Incredibly, it even tastes just as good. Of course a little treat his longing on the owner of that round and chatty eye. For what sake, Adrian to smile while enjoying it. Plus, warm water as a drink. What a combination and a fitting coincidence. Ah ... Maybe he's the baper. Habits like this are not just his. Many people have similar habits. It's probable.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Sinta is being interrogated by Ara. The woman was curious about her husband's response.

"Mas Adrian said what, Sin?" Ara continued to follow Sinta who was finishing her breakfast. Sinta sat Ara standing next to her. Even when Sinta moved, Ara followed behind her.

"Oh my goodness, brother is like my tail. Keep coming here. Let me eat first, hungry." the girl patted her sunken belly.

"I just want to hear Sin's reaction" asked Ara like a child.

"He was suspicious, brother. Ask me this. Thankfully I was clever. And it seems he believes." Sinta scooped her fried rice greedily.

"Thank God." Ara breathing a sigh of relief. "I can finally make food for him." The woman leaned her body against the wall, blinked softly and her eyes got wet.

"Patience.." said Ms. Sri responded. I don't know what the middle-aged woman meant, said that.

"Why don't you go back ka_"

"No! Already let's continue to arrange the side dishes." Ara just passed by taking out some of the eating places that they would fill with side dishes.

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"Master, Mr. Albert has arrived in Jakarta,"

Mr. Albert is a professor of Dani in Switzerland. He was on holiday in several Asian countries, and took the time to meet with Adrian.

"Isn't our meeting still tomorrow?" ask Adrian. He could not forget the promise he made.

Adrian pulled out his phone. Worth it, it turns out that the sophisticated thing is dead. Who would have thought being in this place had not long made him forget everything, including that important object.

Dani did not understand the true busyness of the father. The boy at will changes the schedule of the meeting with Mr. Albert, who happens to be on vacation in Singapore and wants to meet his father. And that means Adrian has to go back to Jakarta right now, but he still wants to be in this place another day before the schedule is full again. Just calm the mind and unravel the longing of his wife. Which is also a mood booster for the man.

If he has a company in Bandung, certainly Adrian will often to this place. It's a pity that all his efforts are in the country's capital. So he had to really take his time if he wanted to visit this orphanage.

Distance to Jakarta-Bandung is not far, especially they use private vehicles. But it will still be tiring if taken by commuting in one day.

"Wait ahead. I'm packing first" Adrian said.

The eagle left the master himself, then headed to his car and waited there.

Adrian twisted his body, carefully observing every object there. He will miss this place. A simple place that even makes his heart peaceful, different from in Jakarta. This room feels well cared for and comfortable. It was like feeling the presence of the wife here.

The man stopped in front of the window. See the various ornamental plants that thrive out there. It's like his wife's little garden on the balcony. It's just, the flowers look happy while Ara's at home, gloomy with no life.

Then his footsteps were fixed on the old model teak wood cabinets. Not a fancy closet with interesting ethnic carvings. But only a plain surface with a little polish to make it shiny. The only thing that makes the closet valuable is the value of the material. And of course the one who wears it, Ara.

Adrian wants to take a little peek inside. There must be nothing special about an empty closet that the owner left behind. But suddenly his forehead frowned and his eyes narrowed when he saw a light gray warm shirt hanging in the closet.

As he recalled, the wife had never had such warm clothes. Huh ... Adrian smiled knotty, even the clothes of the wife whatever he memorized. Because indeed the woman never bought clothes if Adrian did not force her.

However, the fragrance that comes out once the closet is open is certainly on its head. And it belonged to Ara, it was fitting that she kissed him earlier. Apparently from inside this cupboard the fragrance came from.

Adrian puts the warm clothes he finds into his small suitcase. Then after changing clothes he immediately went out of the room to the room of the head of the home in the front building. There the Eagle was waiting to help carry the master's suitcase.

"Why not later in the afternoon, son," greeted Fatimah's mother when Adrian entered her room. The eagle had told Adrian of his return this morning, when he had a conversation with the head of the parlour.

"Sorry, Mom. There was a sudden affair that I could not refuse. Oh yes, Ma ... I found this in the closet." Adrian took out the warm clothes he found earlier. Put it on the table demanding answers to Fatimah through the look in her eyes.

"This ... Oh ... probably Ara's. Nor did she know that her warm clothes were left behind. It was a long time ago that he didn't come here." Fatimah answered a little confused. Of course it belonged to Ara, and it did miss out. Sinta must have been meticulous when packing the pregnant woman's belongings yesterday.

"I'm sure it's his. I don't know when he left it accidentally. As I remember, he didn't have it. Let me be, Mom. I'm the one who kept it." Adrian asked without waiting Fatimah ma'am assented. The old woman just stared while nodding awkwardly. Imposed.

"When Nak Adrian wants, free to just play or stay here. Consider it your own home. So far, Son Adrian is the biggest and most active donor to this orphanage. Especially the expansion of the building and all this renovation. I'm really saying thank you, like getting a gift from the sky through you."

"Don't do it, Mom. I'm not that kind of person. I did it for my wife. Not yet on my own consciousness."

Thas right. Adrian did it for Ara. Everything was a surprise for his wife. Even though in the end he was surprised.

"It was like that, son. It's just an extension of God's hand to knock on your heart's door. Then you'll want it yourself. I can only accept your prayers. May your soul mate still remain as bound as your expectations last night, until anytime," said Fatimah sage. "And the Lord knocks on the door of your son's heart to accept your marriage sincerely" he continued.

"Thank you, Mom."

Next Adrian pamit. He immediately got into the car, then ordered Eagle to spur his car after nodding to answer the hand of Fatimah's mother, along with the other residents who let him go home.

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A pair of round eyes that were wet with a clear liquid gnawed. Not a painful farewell but a pseudo-meeting where they are in the same atmosphere even breathing the same air. But cannot meet because it is blocked by the wall of one's ego, which soars without being able to be broken.

Ara relented. She was just another person who entered her husband's family. Wouldn't it be selfish if he chose to stay.

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