
A month passed, Jihan began to saturate and thought that Abbas had indeed deliberately sent her here so that Rayhan could not know of her whereabouts.
"Jihan, look at this.."
Jihan who was enjoying breakfast immediately got up from her seat as soon as she heard her mother yell telling her to come.
Jihan immediately approached the mother who was in front of the television.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Jihan.
"Look at that" said the mother, pointing to the television that was preaching about the engagement of the Sultan's son to the Sultan's daughter as well.
Jihan is surprised to see Rayhan is in the process of engagement with the sultan's daughter named Diandra Gautama Jackson.
Jihan immediately sat down. He had already guessed that there was something behind him being forced to leave the mansion.
"Jihan, are you okay?" ask Mother.
"Mom, we should move from here so that there are no problems in the future" said Jihan.
"Don't Mr. Abas give us this house and all its facilities. So why do we leave all these luxurious facilities and everything that we deserve to enjoy."
"No, ma. Jihan will soon be looking for a job as well as a temporary home for us to live in before Jihan gets a much better job."
I look upset at the plan that Jihan said, Your mother she chose to leave the jihad and go into the room.
"It's okay, Auntie understands her disappointment was felt by your mother. But what you want to do is the right thing. We cannot continue to live in this place considering that the house and all the facilities we enjoy are not ours. Unless Mr. Abas has given it to you." said Aunt Santi.
"Thank you, Auntie. Aunty can always calm my heart from the past to the present."
"Son, you're like a mother's own child. I'm happy because I can give you something that can make you make the right decision. I'm sorry, because I can't help anything other than just give you advice and advice."
"It's okay, just like that makes me feel happy."
"Look, for a while we stayed at Mom's old house only. I'm sure the house is still worthy to be occupied even though mother has never returned home for 1 year."
"Wouldn't that get Aunt Santi's parents into trouble?"
"The house was occupied by the aunt's niece, because both of Aunt's parents were dead and Auntie was sure if we stayed there for a few months, the seedling's niece would not mind."
Three days later, Abas arrives as usual to provide a monthly allowance for Jihan and her family.
"Jihan, I'm sorry that I gave you this money too late. Here I've made you an account card and the ATM and the pins are already in this record, so in the future I will no longer come here to give you monthly money."
"Sorry, Mr. Abas. It seems I can no longer accept this money from you."
"Why?"
"No, I think my task is done and let me live my own life without help from others."
"Can you give me an explanation, why would anyone lie to me and not tell me the truth?" ask Jihan.
"I'm sorry, Jihan. I really wanted to tell you the truth, only I was afraid that your mother acted rashly and came to see Mr. Rayhan."
"No way, I'll never know where the young master lives."
"You're wrong, do you ever remember when you went to the hospital to do a DNA test on the man who claimed to be the father of your son, Alika?" said Abas who was answered with a nod of the head by Jihan.
"At that time, your mother secretly got into the car and followed me as I was about to deliver the important papers to Mr. Rayhan's house."
Jihan then understood why the mother kept saying that she also had the right to Rayhan's wealth, because Jihan had often slept with Rayhan.
"It was fortunate that I learned of the whereabouts of your mother who almost spoke of your relationship to Mr. Rayhan's parents" Abas continued.
"Jihan, I didn't mean to lie to you. Everything I do is solely to protect you from unwanted things. I worked with Mr. Rayhan's family for almost 10 years and I got to know how they were when a little pest attacked his family's tranquility. Even if the person wants what he wants. But the one who has power over everything is their family."
"I'm sorry, Jihan again."
Jihan almost cried, but she tried to hold back her tears from coming out considering this was what was supposed to happen. Jihan should have understood that social status would not make them together.
"Stay here, let's just say this is a reward because all this time you've made Rayhan happy. Don't hug you go anywhere because I've already turned the name of this house into your name and the certificate will be given as soon as I finish."
"Jihan, this is the last time I'm coming. Don't worry, I'll still give you the monthly money. Until the next few months to make sure that you won't conceive the young master's child."
"No longer necessary, Mr. Abas. I've been very grateful and what you've given me as wages because I've been pleasing young master for those few months, is enough. You no longer need to give me life support because I can support my own family."
"No, Jihan. Before I decide whether I will stop to give you life support. I have to make sure that you don't conceive young master's child and even if you're going to get pregnant you won't do something that will make a mess."
Jihan smiled wryly, this is how the woman who previously worked as a purel. He will not be seen as right and will always be seen as skewed with negative and bad things that he might do.
"Well, do whatever you want to do" Jihan said before Abbas left.
Jihan looked at the money in the brown envelope and also the account card made in her name.
Jihan looked back and made sure that her mother was not there to listen to the conversation she had just had with Abas.
Mother, why is my mother now a mad man of wealth and wealth?. No, I will not let the mother linger controlled by greedy nature. I will stick to my stance to move on and start a new life.
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