A Servant After Marriage

Origin Ify 2

Until now Zaira did not know who the real parents at the age of 7 years until now the age of 15 years Zaira only knew if he was collected from the orphanage by his aunt and uncle.

At the age of youth Zaira has been taught how to make money by selling cakes by traveling around the village and the money the result of the sale he gave everything to Lasmi's aunt while Zaira only got 2 thousand rupiah for skillet.

From Sd to smp Zaira get a scholarship so when school he does not need to spend money because all his needs have been helped.

A cold night with a slight rain spatter makes anyone easy to fall asleep to dreamland but not with Zaira. Right now Zaira was thinking about something in her brain.

After everything had been fully gathered in his brain, now he rose up and then by sluggishly locking the door.

An intention flashed right now and was convinced that his decision was right, without thinking for long Ify grabbed a large bag. And put all the clothes and do not forget the files needed to enroll to SMA.

After everything was ready, Zaira slowly opened the window of her room and walked slowly out the window.

At this time Zaira gave an appreciation for the night and the rain because thanks to both Uncle and Bibik did not see him run away from home.

On the other hand a mother and her son were on vacation in this village and tonight they decided to go back to the city.

The 16-year-old girl whines at her mother who is currently busy entering the suitcases into the trunk.

"Ma, sure you want to go home today, why not tomorrow."

"No El, we can't go home tomorrow because tomorrow morning at 9 mama has to be in the company."

"Hoooft, mommy.."

"Have not been a lot of scolding, let's go in later the rain is more dense,"

Zaira is confused about where to go again while if he has to go to the city then at least he has to use angkot to the station and then later can use the train or use the bus.

Desire to give up again engulfed in Zaira, but his two clear eyes suddenly saw there was a car that was currently open and just without a second thought he quietly slipped into the trunk without knowing it car owner.

When it closed the trunk behind the mother and the child entered the car and drove forward. In the trunk of Ify feel restless, because his actions are not known by the car owner.

Even though the night had now changed in the morning, the chirping of birds was so loud that it was heard in the ears.while Zaira was disturbed to get glare from the sunlight that hit her face.

"That's...!!!madam...!!please have a body!!"

"There's a Sep...!!why are you screaming?"

"That's you, madam in the trunk of the mistress there's a dead body that's sleeping!"

"Ha! the corpse that sleeps? Which one is really you Sep?"

"Yes, then let's see for yourself."

Hearing someone shout contact Zaira immediately woke up from his sleep still in a sitting position in the trunk, he also seemed not to step in front of the 2nd floor mansion at this time.

The driver, and his employer was not walking towards the car which he said there was a corpse and surprised Zaira at this time he was surrounded by the owner of the car.

"Sorry madam, I just hitchhiked to the mistress' car for nothing more" Zaira said nervously as she lowered her legs down from the trunk.

"Mama..."A teenage girl ran over to her mother who was currently talking to someone else.

"Well, it wasn't you who let me out of the market thugs, was it?"Appoint the teenage girl to Zaira.

While Zaira did not expect to meet again with someone whose age was identical with him.

"Oh so this is the guy who let you know that time from a thug?"Ask her mother again.

"Yes ma, he's the one! Oh well know me Eliza," The teen reached out her hand to shake Zaira's hand.

But without hesitation Zaira pulled both corners of her lips and accepted the hand.

"Dan, ah. I mean Ify"

"Well, ify doesn't look good."And Eliza with a big smile.

"But how can you be in the trunk of my car?" Eliza asked Zaira, who had changed her name to Ify.

Ify again lowered his head.

"I'm sorry Eliza I've been listening to Kaian secretly but that's what I do just to join the bell. I want to stay in the city and continue my school."

"You want to live in the city, you don't even know well how hard it is to live in the city let alone your age is still very young" said Eliza's mother who currently seems sorry for Ify's situation.

"Son, what a lucky lady I want to study independently without needing the help of others."

This bayah woman can tell from the look on the face of this teenage girl in front of her whose face looks sad and carries a lot of burden on her mind. He knew that this girl was a good girl.

"Ma, what if Ify lives with us, what else will mama travel often and I myself no cement, and I will be happy if Ify lives with us." Eliza said as she put her hand on Ify's arm.

"Mom agree if Ify lives with us."

"Jeaay is really ma,"

"Yes Eliza,"

Ify's face looks so happy that he can finally get a place to live with good people.

"Thank you, ma'am,"

"Ets don't call me mistress, call me aunt Maya. Okay." okay."

"Ify remembers now you and I are friends." said Eliza who currently links her little finger to Ify's little finger.