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Section 28

"Who made that cooking?" Caesar dropped his back on the backrest of the chair, twirling the ballpoint pen in hand with a faint smile looking at the butler standing in front of his desk.

"Of course, miss, sir. I'm just giving you the recipe that your mother had. The rest of the ladies themselves are trying to serve the delicious cuisine." Yudi smiled, implied admiration as well as pride on his face that had begun to wrinkle.

Caesar's smile grew wider, a smile that had been lost a dozen knew its length. Yudi saw him again.

Miss, you are indeed amazing. Slowly you return our Young Master.

Yudi's heart muttered gratefully. There were many differences that he felt since Cempaka was present in the house. Caesar smiled even though his coldness sometimes still appeared.

"I'd guess. He said .. he said all because of your help and the other servants. You know, Yud." Caesar sighed, looking up at the ceiling of the room which already looked dull.

Yudi silently listened, his lips also smiled to see the sweet face of the master.

"I haven't felt this happiness in a long time. Since my mother left me. This heart feels empty, my tongue is bland. All the food I swallowed, didn't have the right taste." Caesar looked at the middle-aged man.

A blissful look of happiness was clearly emanated on his face. The more handsome and luminous.

"And tonight .. Tonight I found him again. Something that was missing from inside me, came back slowly. Yudi, tell me is she my mother's reincarnation? Is my mother's soul inside of her? Why is it that after she's in this house, I feel my mother's whereabouts. Say, Yud. I didn't expect that. I wish she was just my wife" Caesar said with a difficult look.

My wife's. The word was ringing loudly in Yudi's ears. Caesar called the woman his wife. Does he have a place in that man's heart?

"I don't think so, sir. It's just a form of God's goodness, a gift from God for every good you do. He was brought by God as a substitute for a mistress who would fill the silence in this house. Maybe that's how it is, sir." Yudi bowed after expressing his opinion.

Caesar slammed his body back, confirming what the butler had said. However, seconds later his smile receded as the shadow of Cempaka wearing a maid uniform flashed through his mind.

He re-enforced his body, looking seriously at the thin-bearded man.

"Is it Eva who asked him to wear the maid's clothes?" caesar's question sounded coldly piercing.

Yudi was jolted, nervousness continued to fill his heart until it emanated on his face which was a few seconds paled.

"I'd guess. You don't have to answer, your silence is the answer." He sighed, it was also his fault that had made the rules to not show their relationship in front of everyone.

You idiot!

He's cursing himself. It never occurred to him if Cempaka was a special figure that God presented for him.

Meanwhile, Cempaka was just about to walk into the room when Eva's voice dented her point.

"Wait!"

Cempaka turned around, lowering back his hand that had been airborne was about to pull the door lever.

"Mrs, what's wrong?" He bowed his head as Eva's sharp eyes attacked her net. The heart beat irregularly warning what the woman was going to say.

Eva's knocking steps sounded like a cannon bang that shocked Cempaka's heart. His hands were clinging to each other, squeezing the ends of the clothes he was wearing.

"Is there any sign you're going to be pregnant? I don't want to linger. If you can't afford to give a child I'll find another girl, but .. You'll have to give back all the money you've given me. Or ... You work in this house as a servant until your debts are paid." Eva threatened through a whisper.

Where did I get that kind of money. Just to eat I have trouble. It will take me a lifetime to work in order to pay it off.

"I want to be quick. You heard, immediately! As soon as you give me a child, you'll be free." Eva straightened her body back up, staring at the sharp bead of Cempaka who immediately looked up at her request.

"You deserve to wear this. Why don't you just work here, you'll pay me." He smiled with a sneer.

Eva turned around and left the woman, shaking Cempaka's body. Staring at the backs of women who always act arbitrarily to him.

Cempaka turned around and went into the room. Run towards the bed while dropping the body on it. He plunged his face into the pillow, muffling the crying that suddenly came.

A short while later, Caesar and Yudi came out simultaneously after finishing speaking. He who was about to enter his room, stopped when he saw the door of Cempaka's room open.

"Had he not returned to his room? Or ...." Caesar hurriedly swung a step towards the woman's room.

The heart that had been beating, immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the body rolled on the bed in a state of face down. Caesar went inside, closed the door and locked it. Stepping slowly closer to the bed, checking the state of Cempaka.

Caesar smiled, the curse clothes are still attached to the body of Cempaka makeup. A body that contains and is synthetic, chewy should be untouched. He sat on the edge of the bed, hesitatingly about to wake Cempaka up.

"Champa, wake! You didn't change your clothes?" caesar's bow shook the woman's body a little.

However, Cempaka was unmoved. Falling asleep from being too tired to do the work that day.

"Hi! Get up, you need to change your clothes first." Caesar did not give up, again shaking Cempaka's back hoping that the woman would wake up.

"A little while, Mother. I'mtired. I still want to sleep," racau Cempaka lirih.

The deg!

A lump of flesh in Caesar's chest pulsates with pain. Cempaka just like him, longing for the figure of a mother who might also have left the world. He clenched his hands over the woman's back, turned and pensive.

Cempaka gave a short look, opened his eyes later.

"Geez! I'm asleep." He quickly sat down when he realized the clothes were still attached to his body.

"God! Master!" Cempaka retreated, the space in his heart was pounding irregularly. Astounded. "When are you here?" he asked with wide eyes and kept trying to normalize the heartbeat.

Caesar sighed, rubbing his face before turning to face Cempaka. His eyebrows fused together as he found traces of crying in the woman's eyes.

"What'sthis? Are you crying?" Caesar gently touched Cempaka's jaw, inching closer and closer to the woman's stiff body.

Caesar cupped Cempaka's face with both hands, rubbing his cheeks using his thumb with a gentle sweep.

"What makes you cry? Say, Champa. Did Eva?" The man asked while enduring the turmoil in his heart.

Cempaka widened, shook his head later.

"N-no, Sir. Nonsense. I just miss my mother and my two sisters, too" said Cempaka, lowering her gaze to avoid Caesar's gaze.

There was nothing he could say, quickly pulling Cempaka's body into the deck.

I'm sorry, Champa.