(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 118
"Your house is enough for us to ride, isn't it?" ask Lisa worried. All she knew was that Eva was not from among those who were worthy of Caesar.
"I don't know. That's if my mom's not home, but my feelings are saying my mom's back in that house" Eva replied ambiguously.
Lisa and Gyan stared at each other, looking confused.
"You mean how?" Gyan asked to settle the curiosity.
Eva turned to the window, staring at the expanse of the building firmly planted along the way. There is a sense of reluctance to tell about the family, especially about his mother.
"Since my father died, my mother married a man I don't know who. He left me, and stayed with the man. Then, I married Caesar and left the house. I want to forget all the bitter memories that happened in that house. That's why I never came home" Eva revealed the story of her past.
"I thought you were the son of a businessman. Turns out ...." Lisa sneered making Eva's eyes buy wide.
"Mother! Watch Mom's words!" whispered Gyan was not happy to see Eva's reaction.
"Well, at least I have a home to go back to. If you're not willing, then you can go find a place to live alone. It's better for me, though" Eva quipped as she rolled a lazy eyeball.
Gyan glared at Lisa as their eyes clashed. The haughty woman was well aware that right now only Eva could rely on. Lisa brushed aside the ego at heart, throwing away her haughty nature.
"Yes, okay. I'm sorry," he said, though sounding lazy.
Eva did not respond, but she harbored a plan to execute when she arrived home later.
Just look, you won't be able to say haughty anymore after being in my house.
Inner Eva growled with determination. I can't wait to get home and act like a mistress. Well, wherever she is, she has to be a mistress. The car entered a residential gate.
Eva goes down and lets Gyan pay the fare. He refused to spend a penny. After all, the check that Caesar had given him had not been able to cash.
"Miss Eva?" The gatekeeper smiled at Eva.
"Yes, Sir. Please open the door!" Eva Pinta.
The gate was wide open, the man even brought Eva's suitcase. However, when Lisa thrust the suitcase, Eva prevented the gatekeeper from bringing it.
"No need, sir. Mine, let them take it themselves." Eva glanced at a glance, then continued her steps up the stairs towards the terrace. Lisa grunting.
Eva's hand had not yet made the door, it had opened itself. A woman the age of Lisa and a girl the age of Cempaka stood there staring unhappily at their presence.
"You home? I thought you'd never set foot in this house again" the old woman sibir smiled.
"Why? Don't I still have the right to occupy this house? You should have asked me for permission first when I was going home. Mother forgot? Mother abandoned me when she married the man" said Eva, entering the house without caring about the facial expression of the woman she called the mother.
"Can we talk about everything well?" her door turned to look at Eva's back.
"depends. Move your stuff out of my room! I don't like my private space being occupied by other people!"
The girl who was with her mother whined spoiled while holding their mother's hand. Asking for protection from Eva's harsh attitude.
However, the woman asked him to obey Eva's orders.
