Rodriguez Affair
Chapter 47
A beautiful morning in Delmiforest, the air is so cold, the sky is not too dark, the sounds of animal activity there began to be heard enlivening the dwelling in the middle of the forest and the outskirts of the lake.
Howeeekkkkk
Howwekk....
A faint voice from far away the vomit was heard clearly to the kitchen of Aunt Tores, the 60-year-old widow and her aides saw each other.
“Sarla?” Aunty became worried as soon as she left her cooking to immediately see Sarla above.
The wooden-accented concrete house certainly does not dampen strong sounds even though it is on the top floor though, with its old steps that can no longer be fast even aunt Tores arrived in Sarla's room.
“Sarla, what happened, are you okay?” Tap aunt pinru room it made Sarla who was outside the bathroom turned her head.
Sarla was a little afraid, just in case Aunt Tores knew about the characteristics of her being pregnant, she said, soon maybe Sarla looked at herself in the mirror so as to remove the rest of the wet marks on her face not to want to show her chaos every morning like this.
“Sarlaaaaa?” repeat aunt Tores again.
Sarla rushed to run to open the door, “I-iya Bi, what is Bi?”
Tores' lips stared at Sarla from top to bottom, “Do you hurt Sarla?”
“Ah is not aunty, here it turns out to be very cold yes Bi, right said my aunt should wear a thick blanket.” Sarla diverts by walking out.
Aunt Tores no longer discuss, “Let's down for warm drinks below, aunty has also cooked chicken mushroom soup for you.” Both of them went down the wooden stairs.
“You?” Look Sarla at the aunt in wonder
“Yes, you, you, More and his father are on their way here.”
Sarla flabbergasted, stepnga stopped, ”Dad More has been able to get out of the hospital?” Sarla was confused as to how More could bring her father here, the man actually told her about their incident.
What about Juless did they fool her too?
“Father More insists on getting out of the hospital, she feels more sick in the hospital, I'm glad my house will be crowded.”
Sarla is afraid that if Morean's father doesn't like her, it's clear that she's like a bitch between Morean and Juless.
“Aibi how long have you been here?”
“How long? I think already from childhood I live here, this is the house left by my parents, Rodri chose to get out of here after marriage only I am the successor of this house.”
“Aunt and father More two brothers, aunt husband?”
“Yes we are two brothers, I got married after Rodriguez got married but not long ago my husband was killed in a gunshot incident.”
Sarla feels sad, “Sorry lips I don't know, I'm sorry.”
Aunt laughed, “It's been a long time, so I don't like being a rich man inheriting our family's possessions, living well but there are allies lurking, too, our parents are already rich from their birth there is a great wholesaler used to be no wonder until now Rodriguez sanden has a busy price and is smart to run any business then decline to Morean now.”
“Hemmmm...” Sara understood that, even she was already the target of Morean's enemies.
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In the kitchen Sarla is asked to sit by the aunt, the woman danced a curis for Sarla, not letting Sarla who was intending to help her.
“This chicken soup mushrooms and spice water, usually those who come to my house I will prepare this as the best menu I usually cook.” Put aunty on a tray with a bowl of soup and a glass of spice.
“I ate first aunt? No waiting together?”
“You have vomited, fill your stomach.”
“Thanks aunty.”
Aunt Tores pulled out a chair after opening a large door that faced the lake behind her. He accompanied Sarla to eat her breakfast.
Aunt Tores seemed to keep watching Sarla to make her shy, “Where is Sarla? You like?”
“Hemmm..of course auntie, I think this is the best mushroom chicken soup I've ever eaten.”
“You mince Sarla?” Aunt laughed too.
A happy laugh rose from Sarla's face, “I said seriously this is delicious, I never eat home cooking other than my sister's cooking.”
“Ohya, your father and mother?”
“They have died in a natural disaster aunty.”
“Ahh..I'm sorry, you're even more pathetic than me, it doesn't matter if you're willing I'll cook for you whenever you want baby, be healthy always, be healthy always, if aunt can tell if you really have stomach pain?”
Sarla gulped, auntie's question was really like she was pointing at something. Sarla then tried to keep calm smiling looking aunty, “Gastritis aunty.”
“Try angakat your neck beautiful.” Pinta aunty held Sarla's hand like she was about to scout something.
Nervously Sarla put down her spoon, she touched it on her neck, “What's Bi?” Lift Sarla by her neck.
Lips then looked at Sarla's neck, observing something long-awaited. “Nothing, you didn't forget something or maybe didn't realize something right?”
Sarla's chest is a little misguided, Sarla doesn't know how she researches but she seems to know something. “Means aunty?”
“When did you last check yourself?” The roar of the car and the loud horn made auntie turn her head. “They arrived!” Aunt got up from there.
Sarla was already terrified indeed aunty guessed she was pregnant, not accusing anything Sarla even walked out along with aunt released her breath like her chest just held back a pressure.
“RODRII...finally you came!” Greet Aunt Tores' antusian to the old man who had just been dropped from the wheelchair.
Laughter heavy old voice Rodriguez Sanden airs, “I'm actually healthy, they're the ones who berbihan me Tores!” They also embrace laughter.
“You alone?” Look aunty back there's only 1 Rodriguez Sanden car with 3 bodyguards.
“Morean in the back, they were saying something, More making a report as if I was leaving for London for treatment, things were not conducive.”
“Yes I know that..ayo come in. I've made your favorite food.”
Rodriguez Sanden stared at Sarla from top to bottom, a petite girl but a minute filled, he looked down scared there, Aunt Tores laughed a little when she saw Sarla's expression.
“Sarla is More's father you don't want to greet him, come here.”
Rodriguez Sanden curled his smile, asking his men to push him forward. “You Sarla?”
Shamefully and fearfully Sarla nodded, “Ya My master Sarla Wilamo.”
Ha ... Ha ..ha.. Laughter with a heavy voice Rodriguez Sanden was on the air, “Don't call Mister, Call me dad just like More, come closer!” Sarla hesitantly approached, He lowered his body making the man curl his gymnastics, “Everything has happened, life goes on, you all deserve to live a better life, be it you, More or Juless, forgive me for everything that has happened to you, I believe Morean is responsible for whatever he has done and happened.”
Sarla nodded, “I know.... Father.sa-I am fine, as soon as everything improves I will go.”
Aunt Toress was more astonished, “What happened, do what?”
“Come in!” Invite Morean's father the man rubbed Sarla's hand he was pushed in by his men following the steps of aunt Tores who was still wondering what happened.
Sarla was still standing there, not long the car driven by Morean seemed to arrive, Sarla saw from a distance the road around the entrance between the pine trees was also walking there.
Seen from the windshield of Morean's self-driving car, Sarla keeps walking out of Aunt Tores' yard, making Morean who sees her from afar also comment on a smile.
A beautiful face that always makes him excited and act like a teenager again, not long after the car stopped the man out of his car, he said, Morean was just wearing your shirt and Jeans really didn't want to be suspected.
“You waiting for me?” It's coming down immediately.
Shy Sarla smiled, “No, who said!”
Morean looked around then he saw the lake down there whose road there is only a path, “Oh huh? Come with us we'll go somewhere.” Morean pulled Sarla's hand.
“Where are you?” Sarla's a little interesting.
“A place you might like too.” Morean tightens Sarla's hand.
“Hemmm, are we down?”
“Yes, to the lake, I used to go there first.”
Sarla stops her step pulling Morean, “I can't swim.” Look at More's face.
Adorable face that always makes More want to tick her, he cupped Sarla cheek that looks chubby, “Not swim, there is a tree house.”
The two face each other, “Hemm... Whose property?”
“Owns of whom, belongs to aunty perhaps, how did you sleep last night?” Morean breaks the hairline that frames Sarla's pretty face.
“Lumayan, aunty massage makes me sleepy but still different from your massage.”
Morean furrowed his forehead he wants to laugh, “My best massage?” Hugging More Sarla's body wrapped her two hands around her waiting.
“Hemmm..not really..”.
“You don't want to admit it?”
Sarla feels very comfortable if with Morean anything as if she just overflows without thinking. “Hemmmm your massage is unbeatable.”.
Morean laughed, he immediately hugged Sarla, permeated the smell of her sweet hair, clenched tightly as if Sarla wanted him to input into her how he could end this, what this is, what, isn't this like the usual normal couple?
Sarla slightly loosened her arms and looked at More, she also sneered at Morean's lips instantly, “Miss you, More.” Hugged the guy again.
Should make this continue when it feels comfortable and just flows, or just try to be ordinary and make a distance because I will go with hers that are fused in my life and life.
Not long ago they arrived at a tree house, if Sarla thought it was just a house of bad wood in fact not, this is quite comfortable to be inapi and seems often inapai.
Morean took Sarla to ride with caution until the place made it even more wide-eyed, “More is this tree house or hotel on the tree?”
“You like?” Open Morean windows and doors facing the sea.
“Sure..” Sarla dropped herself in a bed up there, “Oh Lord, how to sleep in this place near the lake and the middle of the forest."
“We try, you want?” Morean walked closer to Sarla there.
“We sleep here?”
“Hemmm, why not?”
“It looks like fun...” Sarla was excited to embrace Morean, “I really like this place More.”
“Hemmm eat if you like.”
“Not funny..” Sarla then got out of bed but Morean pulled her away.
“More!” The pull made Sarla fall back to the bed, as shiny as possible Morean hugged Sarla who was lying locking her up unable to move.
The two stared at each other, a pagutan also happened again soft and demanding, Morean's two hands that held back now began to run through Sarla's closed body, which was still very tight, creates a sense of excitement that takes the owner of the body flying and tries to enjoy it.
“Can I?” Morean let go of his pagutan, he stared and asked.
Since when did she ask like that, did she forget I was her bed heater—
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