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"Rania?" call me to Rania who is tidying up the medicine box. He just cleaned the wound on my leg and put a plaster on it.

"Yes, young lady," replied Rania. His attention was distracted by me.

"How long have you been working here?" I asked, there's a curiosity in my heart about Daffin and his life. I'm his wife, so it's natural that I don't want to know.

"Since the master and mistress got married, I've been working here, young mistress." replied Rania, now she's sitting next to me.

Rania's attitude like this is my wish. I want him to act like a friend rather than a servant. Fortunately he was willing to comply and was able to put himself into the situation. She's a smart girl, it's fitting that Shaka chose her to watch over me.

"How long has Daffin and Reena's sister been married?" My curiosity is growing.

"About six years, young lady,"

"You've been working here for six years? You're not in school?" My focus is starting to shift to Rania. Sweet girl who is mature minded and can be wise. Very different from me who put my ego forward.

"I went to school, young lady, with Mr. Daffin's help. Ladies and gentlemen are very good, they even paid me to go to university." explained Rania.

It's been my wish to get support from Rania. Hearing from the story, Rania would not be able to betray Daffin. He was too exalting to Daffin even though he had witnessed for himself how Daffin treated me.

"You've completed your studies?"

"Here, young lady,"

I frowned at Rania's reply. "If you've completed your studies, why are you still working here as a waiter? Didn't Daffin give you permission? He's it's really"

"No, young lady, it's not so. I am very happy to work here. After all, there is no better job than this." argued Rania, there was a happy tinge in her eyes.

Yes, maybe he is happy working here. Because he only works, unlike me who has an unclear status. He said wife, but I was not treated like a wife. He said waitress, but I was treated like a hostess. 'Aarrgghhhh, I want to get out of here right away.'

"Where are Daffin's kids, Rania?" I asked, back to Daffin's life that made me curious.

Rania changed her seat. It seems my question made him a little uncomfortable. "Rania?" I touched his hand.

"Sorry, young mistress," Rania looked confused as she looked at me. 'Is there something wrong with my question?' my thinking.

"I'm waiting for you." I said.

Rania seemed to think, then replied, "master and mistress have no children yet, Young mistress."

"Oh ..," I responded casually.

"Aren't you angry, young lady?" rania asked, her face was uncertain when she looked at me.

"Why should I be angry? It's both their business, I'm just asking a prank because you said they were six years married. But, Rania, do you know why they haven't had children?" Again I made Rania uncomfortable with my question.

"I don't know, young mistress," replied Rania softly, her voice almost carried away by the wind. Looks like he's afraid to talk about Daffin the ruler.

I think talks like this are too much for Rania. So, I changed the subject and I remembered the last jar I broke.

"Rania, do you know where I can get a jar like that?" my question, with a view that can not be separated from the servants who are still busy cleaning up the mess I did.

"A jar like that won't be anywhere, young mistress."

"you mean? Is it very expensive? Or is it an antique urn of an ancient dynasty? Oh my God, I'm dead!" I patted my forehead. 'The price must have exceeded the price of my house which had always been Daffin's weapon to threaten me.'

"No, young lady, the urn was specially made by the late great mistress Stevano." explained Rania.

"Daffin's mom?" tanyaku, who answered the nod of the head by Rania.

'What!!! God, what did I just do?' my inner. "Are you sure?" many ensure.

"Yes, young mistress, no one dared to touch the urn including Miss Reena though. Only you can touch him."

***

"Put it down, young mistress, you won't be able to do it." Rania held my hands together, she tried to stop me from trying to reassemble her mother's urn.

"No, Rania. I've got to do it. I know how painful it is when someone destroys the memory objects we have. Moreover, this urn is a relic from a mother." I see, no tears flowing down my cheeks.

"But, Young mistress ...."

"That's it, Rania, I'm sure I can. Don't bother me!" I asked Rania who finally gave up and let go of both my hands.

I know it's impossible, but I don't want to give up. The sadness that Daffin felt I had felt before when he threw away my shoes and smashed his car, Erlan. I shouldn't feel guilty like this, but hearing this urn is handmade from a mother. My heart felt touched and regretted for breaking it.

"sorry. I'm sorry!" I murmured, my hands trembling from feeling a strange emotion in my chest.

***

Until midnight, I was still putting together the pieces of the urn that had been destroyed. Rania had repeatedly asked me to stop her, but I remained adamant and would not give up.

"Done!!!" I shouted, when the last flake I managed to stick it using super strong glue. 'May this be strong and will not be destroyed when looked at by Daffin.' I hope.

"Look, Rania! I can do it." I brag to Rania who just woke up because of my screams.

"Yes, young lady, you are indeed great" said Rania, her eyes still reluctantly opened.

I chuckled at her sleepy face like that. "You go to sleep, I'll sleep too."

"Well, young mistress," In an instant Rania had already returned to her dreamland.

"Thank you, Baby, for working with Mommy. Daffin is evil, but Mommy can't bear to see him crumble along with this urn" I said as I rubbed my stomach and looked at the urn that looked a little strange.

"Because Baby has been kind. Mommy will feed you. Horeee!!!" I just kept babbling with the baby in my stomach.

As usual, I walked slowly. However, I remember that the previous nights of Daffin were always at the bottom. So, I intend to give my masterpiece to him. I also want to apologize to her for my outrageous attitude this morning.

I picked up the jar I had given glue to and carried it carefully. I slowly opened the door and stepped out of the room and went down the stairs. As soon as I got to the bottom, I saw no one but a waiter who was turning off the lights.

"Young lady? You need anything? Where's Rania?" A barrage of questions from the servant who looked already middle-aged.

"No, Sir. Rania is resting. Is Daffin home yet?" ask the waiter.

"Master hasn't come home yet, young mistress," the maid replied, her eyes suspicious of me. But I don't really care about it.

I also sat on the sofa that used to be Daffin and put the urn on the table. "Please prepare me for a meal, sir! I want to eat here."

"Well, young lady," The waiter bowed respectfully and in an instant the food was already in front of me.

"You can go, sir, I want to eat alone." I asked the waiter who was still standing behind the sofa.

At first, he did not want to leave me, but in his own consideration he finally left me alone.

Silence immediately ambushed, I quickly finished my food and unexpectedly I was so sleepy that I finally fell asleep on the sofa.

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