Destiny Love Moon

Bitter Reality

PoV Moon.

The boss that this lady used to call me I think is fierce. But my guess is wrong. Even though this woman's husband looks arrogant let alone, I must have rarely met him.

"This is your room, the Moon" he said softly. Once we got to one of the rooms was quite large.

"Thank you, ma'am," I kept trailing from behind.

"This is your closet" Beliu pointed to a fairly large closet. Though if you think the clothes I brought were only a few stels.

"Ohh yes Moon, your task is actually not heavy, my son was paralyzed by an accident, but still able to go to the bathroom. So even if you're not a muhrim, take it easy. The important thing is that you push in a wheelchair up to the door,"

The madam spoke at length, maybe she knew if I was dressed in a neat hijab, so her speech seemed cautious.

"Okay, ma'am,"

"But..."

The madam suddenly looked down with sadness on her pretty face. That white hand shrank her tears.

"Mistress," lirihku. The stuff is getting louder.

"Sorry Moon" He lifted his head to look at me. "If you remember Him, I'm sad" he added.

"I understand Madam," I feel sorry, maybe the paralysis that her child is suffering is quite heavy.

"Oh yes the Moon, the paralysis that he suffered, made him lose confidence. He likes to get angry. Already three people who took care of him only lasted for a week. Not to mention the impact factor on his head made him stuttering a heavy brain to make his mental disturbed,"

Beliu kept shrinking her tears on the sidelines of her speakers making me sad too.

"So this is the Moon, the point is. If He is angry to say rude, please be understood. If you survive and are able to take his heart I will give you a bonus, beyond your salary of 5 million a month.

"It's a uniform for you, if you have to wear it during the day," she ended her speech and gave a white uniform like the one the sisters wore in the hospital. When I took the uniform out of his hands. We look at each other and God's eyes are why as I often see.

But isn't meeting this woman new now, or have I met somewhere?

"Now change your clothes in this uniform, I wait outside and meet me," he said as soon as it passed.

"Good Mistress."

Ah relieved now, I had a look down worried he was suspicious because I noticed his face barely blinking.

"I went to the bathroom and changed into a uniform. When you are finished, then leave the room. My eyes were turning around looking for the boss. He seemed to wave his hand at me. I just nodded my head because the distance from the room to the dining table was a bit far.

"You have breakfast first" he said. When he arrived at the dinner table immediately he opened the hood.

"I've had breakfast, ma'am," I refused. It's true that I had breakfast with my mother this morning.

"Let's come with me." he went to the room where he remained downstairs, and then the fine, well-groomed hand knocked on the door. This must be the son's room I'm going to take care of.

Checklots

Keke was apparently no different from me, equally surprised, but we each stayed glued to each other on the spot. Angry flashes were drawn on his face. It is as if I hate the deep inside.

But it wasn't his attitude that made me wonder. Because I already knew he didn't like me. But what is the relationship, Keke with the owner of this house?

I don't care about his cynical look. After all, what was my fault until He always hated me since KKN two months ago, the last time we met while driving my husband when he was about to return to Jakarta.

"Keke.. this girl who will take care of Dipta, you should have breakfast first gih,"

Fine Ma," Keke replied immediately out hitting my shoulder with a cynical look.

"Mama" I'm implying. Is this Keke's mom? then who's Keke, the man I'm gonna take care of? My head was dizzy thinking about this. If Keke's Madam's daughter of course I won't last long working here.

"Let's go to the Moon" The big madam entered the room. Because we were still talking in the middle of the door, Keke went somewhere.

Until we were in a room that was bigger than my room earlier, and of course many facilities. O Allah. The owner was really a sultan.

"She's still sleeping Moon" he said as we got to the bedside but it was still a bit far away, maybe Madam was worried if our chat woke up her son. Looks like someone sleep covered his body with a blanket to cover his face. The wheelchair is located on the edge of the bed under his feet.

"If he wakes up. You help her to the Moon bathroom, after that, you wipe, and prepare her clothes, give her breakfast ask for Auntie Yes".

"Okay, ma'am,"

"I'm out of the Moon, happy work, and remember! If He is angry I beg you to be patient."

"God willing, I will try Madam" I replied. The madam immediately left the room and closed it again.

I walked to my tiptoes so that my voice would not disturb his sleep, approached the man to dispel curiosity, my hands raised wanting to open the blanket. But I put it down again, repeatedly.

I do not know the courage from where I slowly open the blanket that covers the face with trembling hands worried about being discovered.

How surprised am I, so I'll take care of my own husband?

"Abangs... Firaketavis..." My eyes widened, immediately patting my own face hurt. It means I'm not dreaming. I bite my lower lip tight until it hurts and rancid it means my lips are bleeding.

I covered the blanket back then to the bathroom rinsing away the blood in the mouth.

I leaned against the clean bathroom wall and was of course spacious. As per seams these eyes are closed.

I gulped barely swallowed, half my life was gone. These tears were flowing instantly. God has granted my prayers, but why meet my husband, under these circumstances?

"Bang Tara.." This mouth kept muttering. What accident caused my husband to be paralyzed like this? The brain in this head immediately digested could the bus carrying KKN children passengers at that time have an accident? Oh my..."

My crying broke and unstoppable. Means Keke's always been taking care of Tara, so what's that woman doing? Immediately I took a breath and walked straight towards the sink washing my face so that the occupants of this house did not see if I had just cried.

I re-assembled the rest of the energy back to approach the man who always filled the space of my heart. I opened the blanket again, the position of his face has changed, which is tilted to the right.

"Abang.. hiks hyks,' could not resist anymore my body immediately hugged the helpless man. There was not one word I could say other than my weeping getting louder.

...Happy reading....