Secret Girl Masked
16. The Painful Welcome

Three months later, Darren was able to bring his small family back to the homeland. Hitching a ride on a private jet, his son Darren is seen enjoying the ride.

Baby Darren moves from one seat to another while chattering like singing a song that he corals himself.

"My plane is flying. Take me with you with Daddy and mommy to my beloved Indonesia."

Baby Darren repeated those words many times while running down the corridor of the plane making Darren and Elma only able to chuckle.

"Will my son be a singer? or a songwriter."

Darren said while playing Elma's finger.

"Let him be himself. Time will determine his interests and talents. We can simply direct him where he chooses his path." Elma Sahut.

"May she be like me." Please Darren.

"Do you still think of baby Darren as your biological child?"

"Elmaaah! Until when do you keep putting distance between me and Darren with your words like that?"

"Because I was so afraid that the black card owner would come and take my son and separate my son from us. So I hope you're not expecting anything that doesn't belong to Darren." Said Elma worriedly.

"I'll deal with her and stop imagining things that make you a paranoid woman." Darren said.

"I'll never be calm before I meet that son of a bitch. I want him to appear before me."

Said Elma who was still curious about the man who raped her.

"Are you still thinking about that guy, even though I'm by your side? Do you want revenge on him?"

"I'm sorry Darren! I have persuaded myself not to remember him. But my heart still feels such a deep pain and I want to prosecute him legally if I can wipe him off the face of this earth."

Elma was full of revenge.

"alright. If that's your will, I'll find him soon and bring him before you. That way I'd like to see how brave my wife is to punish that man."

Darren said, looking angry.

"I'm so grateful that my husband can support me to avenge me."

Elma made Darren's heart stop.

"God! What should I do to account for what I did to him. I really look like a really stupid loser in front of my own wife."

Darren's face was pale with cold sweat clearly visible on his temple.

"Mommy! Darren wants bobo!"

Darren climbed on his mother's lap. Elma gestured for the flight attendant to take her son's milk.

Within minutes, baby Darren was asleep in his mother's arms. His father moved his son in their private room and took his wife to rest because the journey was still long.

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Upon arrival at the mansion, the servants who had known of the coming of his master who would bring his wife and child, did not expect that the wife of their master was Elma.

The faces that looked gasp, seemed to be fixated as if they were dreaming.

Elma is easily recognized by them, because the wife of Darren is back in hijab and uses a mask. Only his eyes and forehead were visible to them.

Not without reason Elma did all that. Before returning home Darren asked his wife before getting off the plane to wear his hijab.

This thirty-year-old man did not want his wife's beauty to be a spectacle of many. As a result, with that appearance, Elma actually get their blasphemy secretly.

Elma deliberately did not want to open the mask. Elma had worked as a special servant for her husband, but she was still a former daughter of a conglomerate who returned to being herself.

No matter how she looked at the moment, the servants were unwilling to take Elma for granted as the grand mistress in her husband's palace.

They don't want to bow respectfully to Elma making Darren ask the butler to fire anyone who doesn't want to honor his wife.

"Make sure these faces are no longer in front of me tomorrow. I don't want to see their faces staring at my wife's cynic."

Darren's words were clearly heard by the servants who were immediately dumbfounded and started to change their attitude.

"Okay Sir!"

Darren followed his wife who was carrying their son in her room.

Elma who has rubbed the ins and outs of her husband's house is not so awkward when stepping back in the house as Darren's mistress.

Elma opened her hijab and coat. She also wanted to clean her body and just had lunch with her husband.

Darren is still busy with his work with his laptop and Elma does not want to disturb.

Within minutes Elma had come out with a towel wrapped around her head and a red bathtub shirt stuck to her body.

The beautiful white smooth face looks more clear with a jet black bead equipped with thick and pliable eyelashes without any interference mascara and eyelash curler. Everything looks original in complete eyebrows thick but very neat.

That's the point of Elma's natural beauty that makes her husband more in love with her.

As Elma walked into the locker room, Darren hugged the slender waist from behind as if to say, "who told you to put on your shirt, dear?"

"Darren! I've taken a shower, I don't want to fuck anymore." Elma Pinta.

"Just for a second, baby. Don't reject me!"

Pinta Darren sniffed his wife's neck like a cat.

"Love is delicious. But what makes me lazy is showering and shampooing my hair again." Elma Protest.

"Let me bathe you and shampoo your hair." Darren said lightly.

"But I'm hungry. I miss Indonesian cuisine. We'll have lunch first, baby, then I can serve my husband."

Elma looked at Darren's face while she was heartbreaking.

"alright. We're having lunch baby, but promise we'll make love after that."

"Hm!"

"But I want it in a bribe!"

"Hm!"

Not long both of them had gone down and Elma did not use her hijab because it was in her own house.

Darren wouldn't let a male servant into his house if there was a wife in the house.

As Elma went down the stairs while linking her hands to her husband, the servants again looked at Elma's pretty face, so amazed.

"God! Turns out she's this pretty. It's only fair that Mr. Darren fucked her until she became pregnant and he sold his body to Mr. Darren."

Said the servant who became the provocateur among the other servants.

Because of getting the eyes full of hatred of the servants to him, Elma did not even bother the waiter and chose to sit in his chair. She serves food for her husband first and feeds Darren lovingly.

The affection that Elma showed her servants was growing out an aura of hatred towards Elma.