Driver For The Madam
Chapter 64. A deep disappointment
*POV Author.
Elisa and Mj are still getting carried away. They just looked at each other and were silent thinking about their next move. The steps and choices they have to make for their lives. From the beginning Elisha knew that he was wrong to love another man besides her husband.
Husband who is only on paper, such was the mind of Elisha all this time.
"Mas, Sandra and Marshella already know that our relationship is getting serious. What do we do?" elisha asked doubtfully.
"Calm down! we face the consequences together! there's gotta be a way out for us!"
Mj calms Elisha.
"Elisa was afraid mas, om Cipto is still sick. But, Sandra or Marshella will definitely get in our way!" Elisha began to sob.
"Kok even appeared crynya nih, usually volunteer continue to abstain from retreat." Exclaimed Mj who pinched Elisha's cheek slowly.
"I'm worried about you anyway, afraid we're okay." Continue Elisa.
"Pray, may God and destiny side with us!" mj's smile expands.
"Aamiin, God willing." Elisha returned Mj's smile.
Their hands are getting tighter. Smiles began to spread wide. This treatment room is a silent witness to their romance. A pair of Adam's children are beset with love and affection.
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The Cahyono family mansion.
Sandra had her own plan to get Elisha out of the house quickly. From the beginning of the marriage of his brother and Elisha made Sandra not accept the decision of the brother.
Especially when he knew that all the debts of Elisha's parents were paid in full by his brother.
"Bang, you better let Elisha go! she's been having an affair bang!" sandra's advice.
Cipto was only able to blink while listening to Sandra's words. His hands move slowly.
"So, Sandra's time to the hospital followed by Shella. Sandra saw for herself that Elisha was holding the driver's hand tightly."
"If the gini rich continue, brother who loses. Already a lot of money that brother love Elisha, but the reward is rich gini?" sandra's Scorn.
"He must heal and divorce Elisha! he needs to get out of this house as soon as possible!" sandra was impatient.
"From tomorrow my brother will take Sandra to Singapore! so, you don't want to have to obey Sandra!" obviously Sandra.
The water drips little by little. Sandra was confused as to why her brother was crying.
"Whose bangsin? nangisin Elisha? don't be rash!" sandra asked.
"We go in first! let me rest inside!" take Elisa while pushing the wheelchair.
Sandra went into the house. Marshella who was in the living room turned his head and saw tears dripping down his papa's face.
"Auntie wait! why are you crying?" Shella moved from her seat.
"Nangisin's cheating wife maybe!" sahut Sandra lightly.
"Oh, om Mj does not pantes the same hick. Marshella Cahyono who pantes tau!" furious Shella.
"Look at my brother! your daughter is also smitten by the village driver!" sandra's lips.
"The village is a tant, but the face is not a village!" shella won't lose.
"Dilangin still ngeyel ya this you!" reply Sandra intense.
"D-di-a-m." Speak Cipto sound smooth and flattened.
Marshella and Alexandra heard to the origin of the sound. They do not believe because finally Cipto can make a sound.
"Abang, let's talk again!" sandra Girang.
"Treat this, if papa's fully healed. What are you gonna do to me?" inner Shella was restless.
"Well, how am I supposed to?" inner again.
"Shella, your papa's starting to talk. Aunty, call our family doctor here!" sandra Girang.
"Eh, yes aunt. Just call me aunt." Shella's forced smile.
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In the corner of the village, a small modest house.
"Sir, I'm worried about our son!" restless Sumiyati.
"If Malik does not tell you 2 days worry. Try if Ipah same Amah does not tell you for months. Mother's reaction is normal!" cibir Sugeng's.
Instead of pacifying his wife, Sugeng instead compared them to their other two children.
"The same charity has a family, sir. There was a husband who was looking after her. Malik is alone on the island of S. That's why I'm worried about her." Sumiyati.
"Malik is a grown man, ma'am, not a child anymore. So, just leave him on his own accord. Later if he can, he'll call." Hugeng.
"Mother, look at that! Nissa started acting up again!" point Sugeng at his little grandson.
Annissa climbed a tree in front of her house.
Mango trees are beginning to bear fruit. She's holding Molly, her favorite doll.
"Wow sir, it's a rich kid boy anyway. Hurry sir bring it here!" peekik Sumiyati was worried that Nissa would fall.
Sugeng ran over to Annissa in a tree. Nissa who was sitting on the tree trunk just smiled sumringah saw her leg eyes running.
"His running is funny, hi.hi." Grin Nissa wide.
Hoss, hoss, hoss.
"Here baby, come down equally eyed!" bring Sugeng.
"Nissa wants it to look out!" point Nissa at a fairly large mango.
"It's still raw, can't be eaten! you might get a stomachache!" exciting Sugeng.
"But eyang, Nissa wants to eat that mango!" Nissa asked again.
"Later afternoon go the same way to buy mangoes, will ya? now get off yuukk!" bejuk Sugeng's.
Nissa thought for a moment, then she nodded and was willing to get down on the sling by her big sis.
"Astaghfirullah Nissa, you can climb a tree anyway. Good thing you saw my son!" worry Sumiyati.
"Climbing a grove of trees you see, he.he." said Nissa plain.
"Next time it can't be!" sumiyati Advice.
"If you fall, who's sick who's trying?" ask Sumiyati.
"Nissa dong is sick! nissa's going up the tree, isn't she!" answer plain Nissa.
"Eatya if you want to ride a tree must tell you to look so that it is kept equally eye-to-eye! do you know son?"
Nissa just nodded at a glance.
Tulilut, tulilut, tulilut.
The phone is ringing slowly. Sumiyati spontaneously abandons her husband and granddaughter. He immediately ran into the house.
"Thank God, you finally called my son!" Her smile was wide as Sumiyati checked the phone screen remotely.
After saying each other and answering greetings.
"Where are you, Lik, I'm so worried son!" sumiyati's worry disappeared instantly.
"Sorry ma'am, Malik's phone was left at the boss' house. While Malik's off work." Malik's lies don't want to make his mother worry more.
"But you're okay, right? how are you different Lik?" Sumiyati.
"Oh, it's just a cold ma'am. Calm down Malik is fine here."
"Change to video call only son!" pinta Sumiyati's.
Malik who did not want to add to his mother's mind was forced to lie again and again.
"Sorry ma'am, Malik's internet data is up. Next time, yeah!"
"Eyang's....Nissa wants to talk to me too!" nissa Sela.
"All right, son!" Sumiyati thrust her phone towards Nissa.
"Don't, Nissa was up a tree! very fun, yeah!" jolly Nissa.
"Wow, girls can't naek a tree! just play with the dolls!" tell Malik.
"Nissa bosen daddy!" murmur Nissa.
They take turns chatting and miss each other.
Meanwhile, in the treatment room, there was a look of gloomy face to see Malik joking with his family.
"If my family were complete. It's possible that my fate won't be like this" he muttered alone.
Kriying.
Elisha's phone sounded loud.
"Sorry to you." He stepped out of this room.
Elisa looked at her phone screen.
"Mother, why did you call? it's been a long time." Elisha muttered directly to answer the call.
After almost 5 minutes.
"What's? no way mother!" Elisha was limp and dripped clear water on his cheek.
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Below are visuals of Marshella, Silvia and Cipto. Hopefully it can add to the thirst of the readers maximum 😁. You can add in the comment field what is the real name of this artist.
Marshella Cahyono on her own. Don't want to give up and bucin with Mj.
Silvia Cahyono who can think realistically compared to Shella. Silvia can change character depending on who her friend is. He just wants to follow along.
Cipto Cahyono is a successful and wealthy businessman who is still suffering from a stroke due to an incident. He was stubborn, but loved Elisha very much. Firm and strong character for the sake of her children who grew up without a mother.
Enough to get here ..🤗😁