Forced To Be A Maid In My Husband's House

Chapter 5

Inge and Armand stared confusedly at Abian and Devita when they saw Zahira coming with them.

"Ma, how'd he come?" tanya Armand represents Inge's head.

"Ask yourself Abian! Mama is confused by this decision," complained Devita. His face was sour because he had to bring Zahira.

Devita went straight into a luxury white car owned by Abian's father, which was priced at more than 1 billion. He chose to sit in the back seat. Armand and Inge catch up, and the last ones to get in the car are Abian and Zahira.

Abian sat in the seat directly behind the driver's seat, while Zahira sat in the front seat next to the driver. The car left the hospital parking area.

"Why did you bring a girl who I mean to be your wife anyway?" inge asked as he stared cynically at Zahiri through the reflection of the rearview mirror hanging above the dashboard.

"Yes, here. Is Mas Abian not afraid that he's afraid of Mas Abian's life?" Armand spoke.

"I just want to return the favor with Bik Ranti. After all, he was the one who took care of me after my mother died" Abian replied.

"But, don't have to take him too time, Mas," protested Armand.

"Bik Ranti wants to return to the village, he could not bear if he left his son in this big city alone. Especially she's a girl. As if Hira was working in our house, she would be safer" Abian replied.

"It is impossible, Bik Ranti returned home" said Armand.

"Lho why is it not possible? Bik Ranti is old enough. He said he wanted to spend his old age in his hometown. Zahira had to finish her studies. So, it's okay if Zahira stays in our house until she graduates from college" Abian said. "Lagian Zahira is not free to stay with us. She changed Surti to be a maid at home."

"But, Mas. The problem is that Zahira has her own home. Great again." Armand returned.

"Mand, Mand, you don't have to fuck! Don't embarrass! Where maybe they have a house in this city, luxury again. That's the impossible. Unless Zahira marries a rich man" Abian replies.

"But, they actually have a fancy house, Mas. The house was bought by Mas Abian." Armand immediately gets a shot from Devita.

"What do you have to say, Mand? I bought a house for Zahira? In what order do I buy Zahira a house?" Abian frowned in wonder.

"You're wrong, Bian. Armand means the rich in this city are many. Why should we give the woman a job" Devita said. He didn't want Abian to suspect them.

"I'm not wrong, Ma. Obviously Armand said that Zahira had a mansion and it was bought by me." Abian was very sure that his hearing was still normal and that was what he had just heard. "If that's true, there must be a reason why I bought Zahira a house" he continued.

Devita breathed out. "Mama told me you heard wrong. If you don't believe you can ask Zahira about this, she's here now." Devita looked at Zahira through the rearview mirror.

"Zahira," said Abian. Through his eyes the man asked Zahira to explain.

"Actually.... "

Zahira paused her speech. He thought of the possibility if he answered yes. Abian will definitely ask the reason the man bought the house for her and if the answer makes no sense. Her husband was definitely going to give her a follow-up question that could likely force her to think hard. But for now, doctors do not recommend Abian to do that.

Abian tried to dig up his memory of the house. But it was a headache that he got. And that made Zahira worried.

"Just tell me the truth, I want to know!" tell Abian to hold his head that is getting more painful.

"That's not true, Mas. Mas Armand probably just mispronounced, ", Zahira replied. She could not bear to see her husband in pain. Zahira just hope that slowly the memory of her husband is back soon.

"Really?" ask Abian to make sure.

"Yes, Mas. Really am. So, stop thinking hard!" pinta Zahira's. She could not bear to see her husband suffer.

"Easy-after. Let's discuss something else. Anyways whoever Zahira wants, this is now our maid." Sevita deliberately diverts the conversation so that Abian no longer remembers Armand's words about the house.

The atmosphere in the car turned silent. The passengers who were inside were drifting into each other's minds.

Finally, after more than half an hour of car travel, Abian and the others arrived in front of the courtyard of a luxury house. This house is rarely visited by Abian and Zahira. Not that they did not want to come to visit or break the cord of friendship, but Devitalah forbade Abian and Zahira to come.

All the passengers were seen getting out of the car and walking into the house. Mr. Ujang dropped two suitcases from the trunk. Take him inside the house. After putting the suitcases near the sofa in the living room. One of Zahira's suitcases and another of Abian's. Both suitcases were brought by Bik Lastri last night.

PAk Ujang immediately entered the car to bring the car into the carport.

Last night Zahira told Bik Lastri to take care of her house as long as she and Abian were at Devita's house. He also asked Bik Lastri to look after his mother.

"Inge take Abian to her room and let her rest!" devita exclaimed to the woman she hoped to be Abian's wife. Although Inge was as money-eye as himself, they could jointly master Abian's treasure later.

"Okay, Auntie," replied Inge. "Come on Abi!" The woman deliberately hugged Abian's arm and looked at Zahira with a mocking look.

"Where are you going?" prevent Devita when Zahira is about to follow Abian and Inge.

"I want to bring Mas Abian's suitcase to the room, Ma," Zahira replied.

"no need. Let Armand take her."

"But, Ma. Mas Abian is married and not good for married men alone in the room with a woman who is not his mahram," said Zahira.

"That's if Abian remembers that he's married. Unfortunately she doesn't remember her wedding," cynical Devita. He gripped Abian's wife's shoulder to prevent.

"Armand brought Abian's suitcase to his room!" tell Devita to her son. He must prevent Zahira from coming to Abian's room.

"Yes, Ma." Although lazy because he had to bring his brother's suitcase to the room, Armand still did it.

"Ma, I beg you not to make my husband commit a sin!" Zahira pleads.

"That's exactly what I want. If the two of them are caliph, when Abian's memory returns. He will no longer be able to come back with you" replied Devita. He grinned then gave his sharp gaze.

For a moment Zahira was silent. Then a few seconds later he returned a sharp gaze The in-laws were no less sharp.