Forced To Be A Maid In My Husband's House

Chapter 17

Zahira packed things from her desk. Finally after considering many things, she chose to focus on being a maid only because in Devita's house there was nothing she could rely on to look after Abian. Different from the office. He could hand Abian's safety to Ernando. Although currently the personal assistant of Abian was still in Surabaya for business. He had promised Zahira that he would put his confidants to look after Abian.

Not knowing what Ernando was going to say when Zahira called him earlier, he said there was something Zahira should know about Abian. Unfortunately Zahira's phone was out of power and he forgot to bring the carger. Zahira decided to contact Ernando again later.

Zahira was waiting for a taxi when Abian and Inge just got out of the office.

"Can't get a vehicle to get home yet?" Abian greeted Zahira. To be honest there was a feeling of sadness when he saw Zahira having to wait like that.

Zahira who was focused on waiting for the vehicle to go home also turned her head. "Yes, Mas. Want to order a taxi online, hp batreku abis. Had to wait here, who knows if someone passed by" replied Zahira.

"I can order a taxi for Hira, right?" Abian asks Inge's opinion to give Zahira some help.

Zahira who saw that her heart grimaced. Her husband may have to ask someone else for permission just to book a taxi. However, Zahira tried to ignore it because after all, Abian did so because he thought Inge was his future wife.

"Udahlah, Mommy. Let him wait here until the taxi arrives. Or if he really wants to sneak home, just let him ride the angkot. Why did Mas help him, so he went" Inge replied.

"But, Nge. Maghrib again. Usually it will be more difficult to get a conventional taxi" said Abiyan.

"Are we going to let Hira come with our car? We're all in line, right?" Abian offers a solution.

"Mas, did you forget? We're gonna have dinner outside first?"

"Then let me order a cab online for him." Without waiting for an answer from Inge, Abian had already booked a taxi for Zahira. He also paid for the taxi through the app.

"Five minutes to go the cab is coming. You just wait here, yes" said Abiyan. "Me and Inge first," she said.

Inge looked at Zahira with a mocking smile. He deliberately tightened his embrace on Abian's arm.

"Yes, Mas. Thank you for ordering a taxi for me" Zahira said.

Abian nodded. He and Inge immediately went to the parking lot to pick up his car. The car then left the parking area.

Zahira breathed. As a wife, her heart certainly feels tight to see the Husband actually treats other women with so special. But he could not protest or get angry. Remembering Abian's memories that had not fully recovered. He should be able to be heartened and hope that Abian's memory returns quickly.

"Road, Sir!" exclaim Zahira to the Driver of the online taxi.

"I'm not too old to be called Sir, Ma'am" Si Driver protested.

Zahira stared briefly at the face of the online taxi driver. From his face he looks quite young. He may be less than 30 years old.

"What do you want to call him?" asked Zahira sedikil annoyed. In the middle of his heart that was upset this Driver even added to his frustration.

"Mas can, Brother can too. The important thing is not Sir or Om," replied Si Driver by putting on a face without sin.

Not wanting to make a prolonged drama, Zahira chose to according to.b"Yeah, Mas. The road!" he gave instructions.

"Hm," replied Zahira lazily.

The driver started the engine and left the location.

During the trip Zahira was more silent. He daydreamed more often, even many times he exhaled heavily as if he was letting out all the tightness that was being struck.

"So that's her husband, huh, Ma'am?" Driver tried to open the silence.

Zahira stared at Si Driver through the rearview mirror hanging above the dashboard.

"Men are sometimes like that, ma'am. Already have a beautiful wife. But, still feel less. He also felt that the woman who was always next to him, accompanied him at every boring time and considered the woman out there to look more tempting," said Si Driver pretentious.

"Indeed not a man? How easy is it to know his own people?" zahira answered again throwing his gaze at Si Driver.

"Yes... Dong boy, Ma'am. Time has a jambang kayak gini does not look like it," replied the Driver while looking back to show his jaw.

Zahira chuckled while shaking his head at the absurd behavior of Si Driver.

"Well, that's dong, ma'am. It's beautiful if you laugh again," praised Si Driver.

The praise of Si Driver actually made Zahira immediately stop his laughter and silence was re-created.

"I said it wrong, Mommy?" ask the Driver who is aware of Zahira's changing attitude.

Zahira nodded back. "No. I remember my husband's habits. He also often praised like that," Zahira replied honestly. Because at this time she misses the figure of her husband before losing her memory.

Zahira recalled the moments when Abiyan praised him. He hoped that moment would repeat itself. "My husband is not the person you mentioned earlier. He's good even very good, so he's often taken advantage of." Zahira corrects Si Driver's words about men who are never satisfied with one woman because Abiyan is not such a person.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I'm not insulting your husband. Again, I'm sorry" said Si Driver.

"Forgot it! You don't know the condition of my husband. I'm the only one who's baperan," Zahira said.

On the other side. Abian, who was with Inge in the car, kept silent. Despite ordering an online taxi for Zahira, his heart still did not calm down.

"Mas, what's wrong with you? How did you feel so nervous?" ask Inge.

"There's nothing" Abian lied. He cannot answer honestly.

"No need to go, Mom. You're thinking about your wife, aren't you?" ask Inge annoyed.

Ciiiittt.

Abian stopped the car suddenly. He looked at Inge demanding an explanation.