Cinta Tita (My Employer's Husband Connection)

Susan's frustration with Tita

Dining table:

"Tita, why don't you serve food to your husband first? Do I have to advise you every day just to do something this trivial?"  Susan was emotional until Abdulloh, Ilham, Ragga, and Naya were riveted.. Susan was too rude to Tita just because of it...

"It's okay, Grandma. I can take it myself. Tita's just not used to it yet" interrupted Sulaiman.

Susan gave a rough sigh. He looked at Tita who was beside him and gave her advice by snapping at him, "I don't have much energy to say this to you constantly! From this moment on I want you to learn to be responsible for all your husband needs. As a wife your duty is not just to sleep beside her.all her needs ranging from clothes and food is your duty as his wife! Look at me and your Aunt Naya, ask her have we ever asked a waiter to serve my husband and your Uncle Rangga?"

Tita was really offended and depressed. He refrained from being ignited. "Here" he asked Sulaiman for a plate with a flat face.

The atmosphere at the dining table became hot and very uncomfortable. Adiyasa knew that Susan only wanted Tita to change and she thought it was normal.

"Little chicken," pinta Sulaiman.

Tita gave him the plate and poured him milk.

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PT. Beauty Cosmetic Fatahillah:

I didn't think Cita was waiting in the lobby. He approached Sulaiman and Ilham with a lunchbox, "Hey!" greeted him.

Inspiration did not look at him one bit and walked straight into his room.

"You?" sapa Sulaiman did not count.

Cita grabbed the box and said to him, "Lunch!"

Sulaiman doesn't like this...

"We had lunch together! As promised!" said the woman smiling widely.

"Why not call me first? I just finished lunch in the cafeteria."

"What's wrong.this is also just bring boiled siomay. This is my creation that I want to sell also in your office, as long as it is allowed.." whispered at the end of the sentence.

"You mean?" sulaiman asked a little laugh in confusion.

"If I may sell lunch in this office. My only skill is this other than impromptu acting. I used the money from the ad for the snack business."

"Oh.." nodded Sulaiman. He was quite fascinated by the spirit and actions of this woman.

"So how....?" ask Cita.

"How what?"

"Yes..can I sell in your office?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't make noise and noise."

Cita was very happy and drew closer to him, "Take this. I'm gonna leave him. Tomorrow I will come again with my sale."

Sulaiman nodded briefly and forced a slight smile.

"I go home first.Siomay can hold it until later tonight, stay warm in the rice cooker!" close it and pat Sulaiman's arm slightly. He pranced and disappeared when he entered the elevator.

Sulaiman felt that he was so strange...

"No, Papa take a little break." He rubbed his forehead firmly.

"Why doesn't Papa get married again? If Papa has a companion, there will be someone watching Papa. How long will Papa hope for Mama Naya?"

Inspiration frowned and turned to him, "Papa did not marry because he still expected Naya but Papa did not really need a companion at all. About biological needs or concern Papa no longer wants it."

"REally....?" ask the son in disbelief.

"Please bring an erotic dancer in front of Papa." she smiled cynically.

Sulaiman knew he was lying. He still expects all of that from Naya.

"What does Cita want from you?" ask her with her eyes closed

"Oh, the girl just asked permission to sell food in this office and I allowed it."

"That's all?"

"Yes. He also just handed over this lunch, ' he replied showing the small box.

"Be careful, don't play with fire. Once you're trapped you won't be able to get out again" said Ilham.

Sulaiman only gave a small hug and said yes briefly, "It is not I who has become a traitor, but Papa's own son-in-law," inwardly.

"Go, go back to your room" pinta Ilham.

He also got up with a force. He asked the secretary of Inspiration to pay more attention to the father.

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At home Tita was forced to clean her mattress that was so messy. Susan purposely told all the servants who usually did that to ignore her. When he first went into his room after painting he was jarring and angry with the condition of the room. At first glance he looked out of the room to see the waiter who was busy cleaning the living room and back inside. He never did any of this and was overwhelmed. "Sadly..the slovenly basics!" he said when lifting the cd of the husband who was on top of the washing machine. " Why didn't he just put it in the washing machine...! Here again!" when he saw the pile of clothes Sulaiman in the laundry basket. "There's a lot of dirty! Why hasn't the waiter washed it since?!" At a quick pace he looked for a servant who used to do all that, "Who usually takes care of Sulaiman's room?" he asked furiously at one of those who passed before him.

"Oh, usually Bik Darminah and Sinti.I think they've done their job." replied the waiter according to Joana's request as Susan's right hand.

"Where are they now?"

"I saw them under the guava tree," he replied fearfully.

Tita rushed to the two. Darminah and Sinti prepared to face him as he approached.

"Non Tita.." said Darminah.

"Why are you all so good here before your job is done?! Clean up my room immediately!" tita's orders don't want much to say with her palms on her waist.

'Eh. sorry Non. Now it's not my job anymore and Sinti. We're now in charge of the plants because the gardener who was yesterday suddenly very sick."

Tita touched her forehead dizzy with all this, "Now I command you to clean up my room! I'm also your employer not just Grandma Susan and Mama Naya! I'm ordering you to do all that now!"

"Cinti...! Darmine..!" call Joana suddenly from the front of the house.

"Sorry Non Tita, we have to leave immediately." said Darminah. He ran with Sinti away from Tita.

Tita did not believe in all this for the first time in her life a servant dared to refuse his orders...

Seriate...