Being my Teacher's Husband

Being my Teacher's Husband
Eps. 72 — By Remot TV



Eps. 72


Since the incident when we wanted to have a husband and wife relationship but was discovered by Mamahku, Kalisa was reluctant to meet my mother, the reason is very simple because he was embarrassed.


I have said several times that my mother would understand about this incident, but still Miss Lisa refused. He said he had no face to meet his in-laws.


The time is right 6pm, it's time for dinner. One of the waiters knocked on the door to tell me that the cooking was ripe and I had to go there.


“Come, Deck, we're down. It's okay my mother is also married, surely she will understand about this.”


Lisa's mom shook her head. “Later, Mas. Adek not laper now, Adek sleepy.”


I took a deep breath, unable to do anything more. I left Kalisa in the room while I went downstairs to eat.


I haven't told you all about this house before, have I? Inside my house which may be quite large and spacious, there are several servants who work here.


Most of them are women, if I sum up all the servants here maybe about 25 people. Each of them has their own task.


So am I a rich man? I told you before I was a very rich man. The nickname of the 12 distinguished families is not just a name. Treasure, power, popularity, all of that has been covered by my family.


“Eh, Where is Mom?” I asked one of the servants who was cleaning using a kamoceng. After he turned his body and found out that his employer who asked him immediately looked down politely.


“Mistress is at the dining table, mister.” He said with respect.


I nodded, thanked him and went there.


In the kitchen, my mother was waiting at the dinner table exactly as the waiter had said.


“Eh, Kalisa where's Raka? She's not here?”


“He's sleeping, Mah.” Answer's short. I pulled out the dining table chair, took the dishes, rice, and side dishes.


“Oh cape yes, abis sport.” My mom giggles. At a glance from his face he was like imagining the incident earlier.


“Udah dong Mah, don't worry about it.”


“Hihi.. Iya-iya mamah ask maap.” He said that was still giggling.


My face is so thick, my mother's words don't match her actions. He even laughs to himself. Luckily, as my appetite waned, I glanced at a dish I hadn't tasted in a long time, Shrimp oyster sauce.


“This cook for Raka?”I asked while scooping the shrimp into the dish.


“Iya, Mamah deliberately cook special for you.”


“Hehe... Raka almost forgot the same mamah cuisine this.”


My mother smiled, did not answer, preferring to eat right away.


***


“Aduhh, where the hell remot TV, habits. Although there are still servers missing.” I grumbled in the middle of the house. From now on I've been looking for a remote here and there, whether it's under the sopa, under the pillow, or on the TV, but still nothing.


I was about to yell at my mom but she stopped, she went into her room to rest. So I don't want to watch television at home alone.


“Eh wait a minute, can find TV remote first not?” I asked one of the servants passing by.


“Mm... Remot TV, sir?” ask the waiter to make sure.


I'm nodding.


The waiter finally went to look for the remote with me, after ten minutes passed the TV remote is still not met.


“Maap sir, still haven't met.”


Hm. I guess I'll have to call the other waiter to come look. “You call the others yes, tell them to come here.we will find many?” tell her.


The waiter nodded, he immediately turned around and left. On his return he had brought 10 maids who were all women. I cleared my throat for a moment before I said to them.


“Maap before, can you guys help me find TV remote?”


The servants looked at each other, astonished. Maybe their minds thought that this was an emergency thing considering everything gathered.


“Eh, is it okay if you guys mind?” after they've been quiet for a long time, maybe they won't think about me.


“No sir, of course we want. We'll be looking for her TV remote now.” Answer one of the customers responsibly.


At that time in the middle of the house was very crowded by the servants.the chairs began to slide, the carpet on the floor was lifted, basically everything was torn apart just to look for a remote. Not stopping there, the servants scattered around the house, they searched on pots, in the kitchen, outside the house, there was even more absurd, in WC.


Half an hour passed by the TV remote was still not met. I instantly gathered the servants again, commanding for them to rest for a while.


“Jeez, Raka!! What did you do to them?!” My mother emerged from the room, her gaze fiercely pointing at all the servants.


“Eh, the Mah, Raka nyari remot TV.” I scratched my head, grimace.


“Only because nyari remot you make sure this house!” My mother shook her head, twitching her dizzy forehead. “Now all settle those sopa-sopa! And for the TV remote, Raka, my God! it's in Mamah's room, why didn't you tell Mamah earlier.”


I scratched my head, where I knew the remote was in my mother, anyways I would not have to bother Mamah who again I saw.


All the servants went back to work tidying up the sopa-sopa. They would indeed not dare to refuse, but their faces were all extremely annoyed by this incident.


I feel guilty for bothering them. Even if it's all his work. After everything was back in order I piled them back up.


“Maap has troubled you, I ask maap.” I said bend.


“Eh, it's okay sir, do not like this. Sir is not wrong, probably because we did not realize the remote was in the mistress' room.”


The servants answered him in panic, although they might be upset, but when they found his master asking for maap and bowing clearly they were surprised.


“In exchange, I will add your salary 10 percent month now. Itung-itung as request maapku.”


The maids instantly reacted quickly, “No sir, master doesn't have to be like that. We all have forgiven him.”


I shook my head firmly, “For this you must not refuse.”


All the servants could not say anything more, they looked at each other with happy faces. Maybe you do not expect to get additional salary just because you are looking for a remote.


“Then sir, allow us to tell you what you want. This is as payment for the kindness of sir.” Obviously one of the servants.


“Mm... well, then can you call my wife here. Slowly tap on the door, if she says so tell her that her husband is waiting under.”


Without being told twice all the servants immediately ran upstairs before my sentence was finished.


I patted the eel, wasn't one person enough.




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