Capítulo 3: Chapter 3 : HE HAS BEEN POISONED
Harris touches her lips gently with his finger. The touch that she was missed so much. It feels almost like a crazy she missed him. The man is still the only man in her heart. No matter how hard she tries to forget and hate him.
"Delia ..." Harris pulled her tiny body into his arms. "I beg you ...," he whispered softly.
His warm breath warmed every inch of her heart. All this time all she knew was paying to all her hurt and revenge. There is no sense of being able to be created. Hatred has pushed her so deeply.
"I ... I'm not ..." the words were difficult to get out, choked in her throat. Once again Delia was only able to shed tears.
"Shhh ... Sshhhh ... My dear ... I beg you ..." Delia's face was grabbed by his pair hands. Harris stared at her sad face with pain. He wiped every tear with his fingers.
"I'm not your Delia, Haris," Delia said slowly as if speaking to herself.
"I don't care." Harris answered, "I still and will still love you ...You're still my Delia."
He grabbed Delia's small body and lifted it before then he dropped his own body with Delia on his lap.
Harris hugged Delia's body tightly. Enjoying every scent of her body. The scent he always missed.
"Harris ... Please ...Let me go." Delia tried to release herself, as Haris pressed his lips to her neck and kissed her gently.
"Sshh ... I beg you. Don't move ..." Harris said, "I have been looking for you for a long time." Harris increasingly tightened his arms. "Just a moment ... I beg you ..."
In the end, Delia could only sigh and let Haris sink her face into her hair.
There's only silent around them. They, both try to release every pain that plagued them due to the breakup.
"Harris, let me go. It's been too long." Delia regained consciousness. "Your father will look for me." Delia tried to release Haris's hand from her body.
Haris's face suddenly darkened. He lifted Delia's body and turned to face him
"Are you still thinking of doing a wedding night with my father?" His voice became hoarse with anger.
"I ..." Delia didn't know what to answer. After all, she now has a legitimate of Mr. Soeryodiharjo, Harris's father.
"Divorce my father!" Harris snapped "We'll leave soon."
"I can't."
Harris held her head with his hands as if they were about to explode
"Are you really going to serve him as his wife?" he snapped
"Enough Harris!" Delia replied in a high tone "You have ruined my life before! Stop interfering in my life!" She tried to catch her breath. Her anger made her chest feel hurt. "We will not be together again, never ever again."
Delia's words were so painful for his. For a moment Harris felt weak. As soon as there was a chance, Delia immediately escaped from his arms. Delia immediately ran away from the room. Leaving Harris in confuse dan hopeless. She continued running until she reached her room.
The day was almost dawn when she returned to her room. She opened the door which made of glass slowly. She saw a figure lying on the bed in a slanted position with his back to Delia. She tried to walk slowly and climb up the bed. She did not want to wake up the figure. And moreover, her meeting with Haris made her feel uncomfortable serving this old man. She bit his own lips and kept thinking whether she has done was right.
The sun began to burst through the leaves outside the window. Delia was completely unable to close her eyes. She turned to look at the man beside her still in a position like last night.
'A strange way to sleep' she thought.
She left the bed slowly towards the bathroom. After filling the bathtub with warm water, Delia put her body into the bathtub. The warmth of the water made her comfortable and then she began to fall asleep.
Se did not realize how long she had fallen asleep in the bathtub until hearing someone screaming hysterically in her room. She immediately grabbed a white towel and wrapped it around her body. And out of the bathroom in a hurry.
She saw her bedroom filled with people. There are three servants and Ratna. Then Saraswati appeared and whoever else was behind her.
"Mr. Soeryodiharjo is death!" one of the female servants shout out a lot with fear in her face.
"What happened, madam?" asked Mr. San, the mansion's head waiter.
Delia looked confused. She did not know what to answer to people who kept asking her questions.
"I don't know."
She really didn't understand the situation. They all knew that Mr. Soeryodiharjo had died.
"My God!" shouted Mrs. Fatma, the former head waiter and personal assistant of Mr. Soeryodiharjo. She cried so much dan look shocked. "Did he really die? I don't believe it!"
Saraswati looked annoyed and shouted to Mr. San to take Mrs. Fatma away from the room.
"He has been poisoned." someone said later.
The police immediately arrived at the scene. People start to get confused and worried. The servants were very scared because they thought they were providing the wrong food for their master. They are very afraid to bear the consequences of the incident. The police began investigating. They install a police line at the scene. Then the forensic team brought the body of Mr. Soeryodiharjo to the hospital for an autopsy.
The police chief was present at the location. Saraswati acts as the hostess, leading her family to gather in the hall. Sixteen people were present in the hall.
After a while, Harris came from the outside of the house.
"Sorry, I'm late," he said to the chief police officer.
"It's okay, sir."
Harris looked throughout the room and found that Delia looked shocked and depressed. He couldn't help but feel sad about that. Harris was worried about Delia's condition.
Delia really felt confused. Her head hurts. She squeezed her finger nervously. And wiping away her tears. Harris looked at her with a broken heart, but he can't stand by her right now. Nobody knows about their relationship. And it will arouse suspicion if he suddenly cares about her.
The chief gave several formal questions to each person.
"This ..." hesitantly, the Chief who was already quite familiar with Soeryodiharjo family explained, "... it seems like a poisoning case or your father has some kind of diseases," the answer seemed slippery. He did not want to push into any opinion that could endanger his career. "We'd better wait for the forensic doctor's examination for more accurate results."
"Nonsense!" Saraswati said. "Father is still really healthy. There's no way he suddenly like this. And you can see. He really has been poisoned ... father has been killed!"
"Oh my God...." cried Mrs. Fatma again.
"Mom... please" Handika, her son tried to calm her down.
"She's a bad woman! She brought misfortune to this house," shout her again with pointing her finger to Delia.
Everyone immediately turned to the new mistress who still looked confused and depressed. Delia really doesn't know what to say. The husband she just married has now become a corpse. And worse, it meant last night she had slept next to that dead body.
"Mom, you can't say that!" said Handika to he mother. "Let's police work to find out the truth."
Mrs. Fatma is a woman about the same age as Haryo, she has worked in the Soeryodiharjo family, even before Haryo married his first wife. Even though she does not have adequate educational qualifications, Fatma often applies as an assistant to Mr. Soeryodiharjo. Even often following him on his business trips. Since Mr. Soeryodiharjo's first wife died she was given the task of managing the household and the servants. Some of Mr. Haryo's properties are under her control. She is very close to him as a childhood friend. Mrs. Fatma was never married, Handika is said to be an adopted child taken from her cousin in Solo. Handika is treated very well by the Soeryodiharjo family. Many even think that Harris should not be the crown prince of the Soryodiharjo family, but Handika. Handika grown up in the Soryodihajo family and even went to the same school as the Soryodiharjo children. He got a good and quite prominent education so he could have a fast career when entering the Haryo family company. His current position in the company is as General Manager of Soeryodiharjo Corp.
Therefore it is very natural that Mrs. Fatma feels very lost on Mr. Soryodiharjo.
"We will know the answer soon, mam." said the chief. "Just be patient."
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