
The car that Jendra was driving stopped at a large house painted in ivory white. To enter the courtyard of the mansion, they needed to pass through a large gate guarded by several people. Surrounding the mansion was bounded by high walls with barbed wire. People who intend to steal there may have to think carefully because of the tight security.
Jendra opened the car door for Syahnaz. He took her hand and invited her into the house.
Actually Syahnaz is still afraid of the response of the Jendra family later. Judging from the magnificence of the house, its inhabitants must be rich people who always struggle with luxury. He who is accustomed to living roughshod may not be suitable with their lifestyle. Moreover, her position there is only limited to paid women.
“Welcome, Mr. Jendra.” A middle-aged woman dressed as a servant stood before the door welcoming their arrival.
Shahnaz was more and more amazed, even the waiter there was wearing a nice uniform. It was only natural for the man to buy it at a fantastic price. Maybe a few billion dollars is just a small amount.
“Syahnaz, this is Mamita. You can call him that. He will serve you here. Don't hesitate to ask for his help. He has for decades taken care of this house,” said Jendra introducing the butler at his house.
“Greetings, Miss. I'm Mamita. Please say whatever you need while you are here,” Mamita said in a polite tone.
Syahnaz could only smile. Never imagined in his lifetime there would be a time he was served by a servant. All this time he took care of himself.
“Where are Mama and Terry?” ask Jendra.
“Mrs Rania and Miss Terry are already waiting for you in the living room, Mr.”
Jendra invites Syahnaz in following Mamita's steps. He would introduce Shahnaz to his mother and sister.
“Finally you come home, my son,” greet Rania.
In the living room, Syahnaz saw two women with simple looks but elegant. Physically, people can guess if they are rich.
Jendra's mother still looks beautiful and young with her short haircut. Jendra's sister is also no less beautiful, like an artist or model. Naturally before coming there, Jendra brought Syahnaz to stop by the salon and dress it beautifully. If Syahnaz looks what he is, he might be considered to propose as a waiter in the house.
“Mama, I brought the woman I told you about, her name is Syahnaz,” said Jendra introduced her woman.
Rania noticed the appearance of the woman Jendra was carrying. He smoothed a smile. “She's so beautiful,” compliments.
Syahnaz seemed surprised to receive the compliment. He thought Jendra's mother would scold him for setting foot there.
“Welcome, Syahnaz. I hope you will feel at home staying here,” said Rania as she stood up and hugged Shahnaz warmly.
Syahnaz still did not believe the welcome received. He could only feel relieved, it turned out that what he feared had not happened. He returned the hug that Rania gave.
“Oh, yes, Syahnaz. Meet his sister Jendra, my youngest daughter. Name's Terry. He just got into college.”
“Hello, Terry. My name is Syahnaz.”
Shahnaz reached out and was greeted by a handshake by Terry. Jendra's sister was willing to smile and greet him, but Terry did not really like to see his presence there.
“Sit down first, we need to talk more,” take Rania.
Shahnaz sits between Rania and Terry. It still looks awkward to be there.
“Actually Jendra still has one younger brother, his name is Noah. He is busy doing business abroad. Terry is the last child, the only girl, understand if later his behavior is a bit annoying,” said Rania.
“Ma, I want to go to my room first, change clothes,” said Jendra.
Jendra then turned around and walked towards the connecting stairs to the upper floor. At the same time, two servants came to serve drinks and food.
“Please drink, Syahnaz,” said Rania kindly.
“Thank you, Madam,” said Shanaz in a slightly vibrating tone.
Rania frowned. “Mistress? Why do you call me that? Just call Mama, just like Jendra,”.
Syahnaz smiled clumsyly. “Ah, yes, sorry, Ma .. ma ...,” he said stammeringly.
Rania smiled. “Because Jendra brought you here, so you too I have considered as family. Don't be awkward to us.”
Syahnaz. “Iya, Ma.”
Rania continued to look at Shahnaz happily. That woman is his hope. Jendra never wanted to listen to him to find a woman to get offspring. When Jendra reported that he was interested in a woman, he responded well.
Whoever it is, he will accept as long as Jendra wants to have children. He even often introduced Jendra to some of his friends' children, but Jendra always refused.
Syahnaz is beautiful, also looks good. Surely Jendra is not careless to choose his woman. After a long time, finally his son can also melt to a woman.
“Kak Syahnaz, later do not be surprised yes, if you stay here,” chirped Terry who is busy snacking on candy.
Syahnaz did not really understand what Jendra's sister meant. He just felt Terry didn't like him.
“Don't mind him. If Terry's bothering you, just report it to Mama. She will be Mama's law,” said Rania.
“Duh, Mama so want to have a grandchild until her own child is willing to be sacrificed,” protest Terry with a sharp tone.
Rania patted the arm of her youngest child who was rather spoiled. “If you are not weird to Shahnaz, Mama will not scold you either. Anyway, take good care of Syahnaz here!” said it.
“Iya, Ma! Yes ...”
Syahnaz awakened for a moment. It turned out that it was not only Jendra who wanted a child from him, but also the mistress in the house. He felt loved only because he was the woman who would give birth to offspring from that family. There was a little bit of disappointment because he was thought to exist because of him, but rather there was an intent behind him.
As Jendra once said, she must be the perfect woman to hold the precious seed of the man. Surely they want superior seeds from him. Therefore, he will be pleased until the child is born and he will eventually be thrown back.
“I heard you graduated from XXX campus majoring in Business Management with cumlade predicate?” asked Rania enthusiastically.
“Iya, Mother. I graduated last year, not too long ago,” replied Syahnaz.
“Good, your majors are the same as Terry's. Maybe once in a while you can accompany him to study.”
“I can learn by myself, Ma,” Terry said a little annoyed.
“It's better to study with a friend, right, than alone? After all, Syahnaz must have more experience,” said Rania.
Terry rolled his lazy both eyeballs. “So whatever!” he chose to play and continued to play his cell phone. He never won against his mother.