
"Why Bi? Aunty doesn't feel at home working with me?" saqila asked, a little surprised when she heard the resignation request from her domestic assistant who had worked with her long enough
"No Madam, I'm very happy to be working with Madam. You were very kind to me and my daughter. It's just, my daughter's already getting a job and she's asking me to stop working"
Saqila looked directly at Ayra who was beside her mother. "Loh Ay, where do you work?"
Being your husband's wife. I want Ayra to scream like that. But, he couldn't possibly do it. "In the publisher of the magazine teen Bu"
Saqila nodded her head. "Well if it's your decision, I can't ban it either. Then wait a minute"
Saqila stood up and walked upstairs, towards her room. While Mr. Aiden who had been silent since, stared at Ayra. She did not expect that the girl could find a way to explain to her mother this quickly. Hid. Maybe because she wants to marry me soon and get all the money from me. Cheapo!
Soon, Saqila returned with a brown envelope. He gave the envelope to Mom. "It's for Auntie, hope the next life is better huh. I'm sorry I've been carrying a little bit of Auntie's"
I received the envelope with a bad feeling. Although actually the one who feels more bad and feels guilty is Ayra. Soon she will be the usurper of Sonya Saqila's husband who has been good to her and Mother. But, everything is done. There's no way Ayra can cancel all the deals with Mr. Aiden that are so creepy.
"Thank you, madam, you're very kind. May your family be happy"
"Yes Bi, thank you for that"
Finally today is the last day I work at Aiden's and Saqila's house. Ayra immediately took her mother to a house that already belonged to her. Even the letters of this house are already in his name. What else he wants to demand from Mr. Aiden. In this marriage, he has benefited a lot. Just giving birth to a child for her, was not something comparable to everything Ayra got from Mr. Aiden.
"This is our house, son?" ask Mom with teary eyes. What a reaction like this Mother made Ayra feel guilty.
"Yes ma'am, we'll stay here. Well that one is the shop for mom's business. So, as long as I work, I won't be lonely because I can serve the customers who come to our store"
"Geez, son, thank you. I didn't think our lives would really change because of you. Thanks very much, son"
Mother hugged Ayra with a cry of haru. He was very happy to have his own business that only stayed at home. Indeed, this is the dream of the mother since long ago, having a shop or a small shop that can support her life. However, everything did not materialize because of its capital which was not small. And now that his wish was realized, his son had made it all happen.
"Yes Mom, I don't need to thank Ayra any more, everything that Ay gave to Mom is not worth all the struggle Mom had while raising me"
I'm sorry ma'am, I got all this for renting out my womb.
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Ayra only really stayed one day in the new house given by Mr. Aiden. She slept all night hugging her mother. Crying silently without wanting to be known by his mother. His life will change from tomorrow. His life would no longer be the same after he had chosen this decision.
This morning, Ayra immediately compressed her eyelids that looked puffy. Didn't want his mother to see that.
"Why Nak?"
Sure enough, Mother instead came in when she had not finished compressing her eyes. "No papa ma'am, I had a hard time sleeping because I was too happy to work today. So my eyes are like pandas, so compress them before you leave. It should look neat dong, first day of work"
Ayra became upset with herself, why is she so good at lying. Mother is the one who always taught her to be an honest child. But now Ayra is lying to her own mother.
Finally finished breakfast, Ayra immediately said goodbye to her mother. Rega had sent out a number of messages threatening him if he came late then he would get punished. Ayra knew that Rega's words were not a mere threat. He was serious about his every word.
"Mom, Ay has to go right away because he has to start working. Probably going home once a week because Ayra has to focus on work and college. There is also a place like a dormitory for its workers"
God, I'm so good at lying and making up stories for Mom. Sorry Ma'am.
"Yes son, you're a good job and a good college so you can be a successful person"
Ayra nodded with tears that she held with all her might so as not to just slide in front of this Mother. "Yes Mom, I'm fine at home. Ayra will come home once a week if there is not much work"
Come on Ayra, what job? You only work as a child printing tool.
Finally Ayra left feeling guilty. To his mother and also to Madame Saqila. How the beautiful woman had been so kind to her, but she would have taken her husband instead. Although it might be just his body, because his heart could not be Ayra captured. Aiden's heart was already completely for Saqila. There was no way Ayra could have the cold man's heart.
Ayra got off the overlapping ojek onlien at a crossroads. There Rega was already standing leaning back in his car with sunglasses perched on his nose. Flat face without expression, making no one who would dare to approach him or just say hello. Actually Ayra was also afraid to meet the man. However, this was already an order that he could not refute.
"Good morning, sir"
"Come in! I don't have much time"
Ayra nodded without refuting, she immediately got into Rega's car. Just a scary silence for Ayra in this car. Since the car drove, it was completely quiet and there was no conversation whatsoever. Actually Ayra wanted to ask, where would Rega take her. But, he was not that brave when he saw Rega's cold face.
Until without feeling the car he was riding in the middle of silence it stopped at a luxury apartment parking lot that he could not calculate how much the rental price a month. Especially if you buy it.
"Down, 30th floor apartment number 108"
Ayra blinked then she stared at the strapping back of Rega who was sitting in the steering chair. "I'm going down by myself, sir?"
"Then, you think I should accompany you. My job at the office is still more important than keeping you company"
Aye, yes. Ayra knew that she wasn't that important. Ayra got out of Rega's car and immediately walked towards the apartment's lobby. Enter the elevator and press the 30th floor button as described by Rega. Ayra's heart grew dag dug as the number in the elevator got closer to the floor.
Ting...
The elevator door opened and Ayra started walking out from inside the iron box with an uneasy and unsettled feeling.
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