
"Annastasya Zantman."
Anne gulped her saliva violently, it had been a long time that no one had called her name in full, and today she finally returned to hearing the name she had forgotten for ten years.
"Maggie," cried Anne in a choked voice.
"You remember my name apparently. I thought you forgot you still had a mother" said Maggie, an elderly woman who may be more than half a century old. Maggie walked over to Anne who was still glued to her place.
"Where did you find me?" anne asked with trembling lips.
"Hahaha, you think it's easy to hide from me Annastasya?" maggie answered complete with a grin on her face that began to wrinkle. "Where's my grandson?" ask her with an intimidating look.
"Good-grandson? birthday Anne. "Which grandchild do you mean?" he added, smiling mocking, I don't know what happened between the two women so they don't look like mother and child.
"Freesia Lovina Zantman" said Maggie.
"Ah I mean my niece's mother who I never thought of before," Anne nodded her head, from her tone clearly Anne was insinuating Maggie.
"Say where is Anne?" Firm Maggie.
"I don't know either" Anne replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"Don't lie to me, obviously he's with you!"
Anne ventured to look at the old woman standing before her. "Since when did you recognize her as a grandchild? What mom forgot, when both her parents died, when it was eight years old and mother did not admit it. Mom kicked him out and threatened to eliminate him when I brought him home. As an aunt, I was even willing to leave my education and take care of her like my own daughter. And now, after ten years of courage, you have come and acknowledged her as a grandchild" Anne said in a raised voice, looking so sharp and full of anger.
"Please get out of here ma'am because Freesia isn't here!" evict Anne while pointing at the door, though she misses Maggie terribly, but her disappointment with her mother makes Anne reluctant to speak any longer.
"I'll find her and take her away from you Anne!"
After saying a sentence that sounded like a threat, Maggie walked out of Anne's flower shop. The old woman grabbed her phone and called someone.
"Find out where Freesia is!"
Meanwhile, Anne was sitting on the floor with feelings of fear and worry mixed into one. She knows Maggie very well, sooner or later she'll definitely find Freesia.
"How about you find Freesia and hurt her," Anne muttered, her whole body even began to tremble remembering what kind of person her mother was. An old woman who would do anything to achieve her goals. Anne recalled how Maggie had expelled Zedrik Zantman, her son who preferred to marry an Indonesian woman over the woman Maggie had chosen for her. Not until there, Maggie even had the heart to make Zedrik lose his job so unable to support his family. Maggie hopes that Zedrik will plead and return to her, but unfortunately Maggie's plan does not work, Zedrik who is very fond of his wife is struggling to meet the needs of his family. Until one day suddenly Zedrik and his wife died in an accident, it certainly makes Anne suspect Maggie because since the beginning Maggie never received Seruni as her daughter-in-law.
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The sky was dark, Freesia and Josh arrived at the temporary home they were going to live in together. The house that Josh built and prepared for Jennifer, the woman he loved so much, was the woman who ended up hurting him.
Josh then took Freesia to one of the rooms upstairs, a room that Freesia will be using for a while.
"This is your room" said Josh, after the door opened, the man took Freesia in.
"Waow," murmured Freesia inwardly, look at the room that will be in her place even larger than her house. "Is there no smaller room?" asked Freesia so innocently.
"There's a room downstairs, but it's a room for a housekeeper" replied Josh.
"Then I want that room."
Josh scrunched his forehead, he really did not understand the way of mind of the girl who is now his wife. Shouldn't the girl be happy about having such a spacious room, but why would she instead want a maid's room?
"No miss Freesia, you'll stay here!" push Josh fast. "Lynda will punish me if she finds out you're staying in the maid's room!"
"Then don't let Lynda know, it's easy, right?" said Freesia who still insists on moving to a smaller room.
"You don't know Lynda, she might know what we're talking about!" josh said he lied to Freesia to stay in a room she thought was more worthy of her.
"really?" Freesia looked around, and suddenly her hair stood up.
"Of course!"
"Yes I'm gonna stay in this room. Thank you Mr. Josh," Freesia finally complied and stayed in the large room, the little girl went deeper and observed the contents of the room which was dominated by white.
"Miss Freesia, can we talk to you for a second!"
Freesia turned her head, then the girl approached Josh who was already sitting on the long sofa. Josh patted the sofa next to him and told Freesia to sit down, though a little doubt eventually Freesia sat down next to Josh.
"Miss Freesia, we should write a covenant letter as long as we go through this marriage!" josh opened the conversation.
"You mean the marriage contract?" asked Freesia and was only nodded by Josh. The man then grabbed open a drawer nearby and grabbed a book with stationery.
"This marriage will run for a year, as long as we are married you are my responsibility, I will pay for your school until you are negligent and meet all your needs. After we get divorced, I'll keep paying for your college until you graduate and this house will be yours in exchange for you helping me out, do you mind and want to add more terms?" josh stared at Freesia and waited for her answer.
Freesia was silent for a moment, digesting every requirement that greatly benefited her. But suddenly Freesia had a crazy idea.
"On time, I have a little objection" said Freesia.
"How long do you want? Six months or three months?" ask Josh again to make sure their marriage contract does not burden Freesia.
"Five years!"
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