ILLUSIANA (CONTRACT MARRIAGE)

Chapter 11

The night begins to move towards the night. Street lights also show their function to shine brightly.

Mr. Dirman learned of his employer's arrival when the luxury car horn went off twice. Rushing he opened the gate wide allowing the car to glide gracefully.

After the vehicle was perfectly parked, the house employee approached her employer, Ferdian, who was about to get out from behind the door. Then he grabbed the briefcase and some paperbags that were in Ferdian's hands.

“Lusi is not out, sir?” asked Ferdian in a tone of voice ensuring.

“Lusions? Who is it, Boss?” Mr. Dirman actually asked back with a face mimic containing confusion.

“The girl I brought last night, it's her name is Lusi, sir.“

“Ooo, the beautiful non it ...Yes, yes, yes...” Mr. Dirman mangosteen round his mouth.

"Yes..Yeah, wha? Asked even nods not clear.” Replace Ferdian who was confused to see the behavior of Mr. Dirman who was just a whimper.

“I mean, Non it's beautiful, Boss. Hehehe... saucy, demplon said Betawi mah,” always Mr. Dirman while chuckling wide make Ferdian throbbing annoyed.

Seeing the ominous expression on Ferdian's face, Mr. Dirman spontaneously stopped the whimper of his horse.

“Fluent Basics!"

"Sir Dirman must keep him from leaving the house without my permission first. Through the gate was not allowed, okay.” Ferdian's command pointed to the direction of the gate and was responded by Mr. Dirman with a steady nod.

“Siap Boss,” said Mr. Dirman while sticking the edge of his forehead palm, saluting Ferdian.

“But why can't the Non-demplon come out, Boss?” ask Mr. Dirman again with a funny look and wonder.

“Say I can't go out. Just protest! Want me to cut Dirman's salary?” Ferdian raised his voice threatening Mr. Dirman.

“Waduuuh, don't dong, Boss. Yes yes, I take care not to take Non out of the house.” Finally Mr. Dirman succumbed to Ferdian's orders.

Of course, because of fear of salary that felt big enough it was trimmed the employer.

It has been more than 10 years Mr. Dirman worked for the family. For him Ferdian was an excellent employer and treated everyone who worked for him like family, which is why he was determined to serve his employer wholeheartedly.

Ferdian hurried to step inside the house after being convinced that Mr. Dirman would obey his orders.

His steps were instantly stopped as he crossed the dining room and his eyeballs were glued to the dish that was neatly arranged on the table.

It feels new this time Ira Ma'am cooks this much and the arrangement is neat as well. I think there is a great guest dinner, he thought while serving one by one a large plate containing dishes that affect his appetite.

It appears that Ma'am Ira came from the kitchen carrying a small basket of fruit and slowly he placed it on the table.

“Mbak, tumben his cooking up a scene gini?“ ferdian asked Mbak Ira who was standing across the table. The one asked only smelled a meaningless smile.

“Malah whinyesan!” ferdian ketus accompanied by unanswered question marks.

“Ehmmm, it's not me who cooks, Boss... But it was...” replied Ma'am Ira pointing towards the second floor.

Ferdian did not understand the behavior of his domestic assistant, giving a very unsatisfactory answer.

“Who? Ribet very much answered,” asked Ferdian began to get carried away with emotions.

"It's all Non-Lusi cooking, Boss. He said he wanted to cook a good one for Boss. I can't help you, just watch doang. Yes already, so it's good for me,” replied Mbak Ira innocently.

“Lusions? Pinter cooks kids too. I think it's delicious. So laper,” said Ferdian muttered, as if he could not believe the story of Mbak Ira. While removing his suit and then rolling his shirt arm up to the elbow limit.

“Enak really Boss, I tried it first,” Mbak Ira replied in conjunction with the weirdness and then rushed to the kitchen to avoid the snarling mottling that had formed in the eyeball of his employer.

“Kok Mbak Ira who tried first, the boss here is me.” Anxious tone of voice Ferdian to Mbak Ira who was no longer seen in front of him.

For the sake of his stomach that immediately thrashed to be filled, Ferdian pulled one of the chairs and then began to fill his plate with a few dishes in front of him.

“Mbak Iraaaa..!” Call him half screaming.

“Ya Boss's. What's up, Boss? It's all complete. White water already exists, fruit already exists, tissue same toothpick already exists, is there anything less, Boss?“ Ira's mom was rocked from the kitchen and crunched the sentence without waiting for what Ferdian asked.

“Call Lusi here,“ Ferdian's command later.

“Why, Boss? Does it need to be the same as him?" Ira asked confused.

“Yes, tell him to drain the pool with a glass of mineral water," replied Ferdian annoyed while pointing at the direction of the pool.

“Waaah! Sadist the Boss.” Ira's mother was flabbergasted at the orders of her employer that she thought were so absurd.

“Cepet, call him, tell me to eat here. Use it again,” Ferdian's command with a raised voice.

“Any Boss!” Not wanting to be hit by 'spray' twice, Ma'am Ira rushed up to the second floor to obey his master's orders.

Arriving in front of the room with a large white-painted door, Ma'am Ira knocked quietly three times.

There was no answer, he knocked on the door again. Before long, the door opened and Susi's face appeared from behind the door.

“What's up, Ma'am?” ask Lusi slowly.

“Non Lusi called Boss, told to the dining room now,” replied Ira's polite.

“Good Ma'am, I'll be there for a while.”

Ira's mother nodded with a smile and passed from before Susi down the stairs back to where she came from.

Before long, Lusi who had wrapped his body in jeans and a black t-shirt stepped lightly towards the dining table.

“Goodnight, Om,” greet Luci on Ferdian sitting across the table.

Ferdian looked up to find the figure of Lusi standing right in front of him. For a moment his eyeballs observed the girl's appearance.

With her hair in the ponytail makes a tiny face Lusi look fresher and brighter.

“Night, please ...” Ferdian persuaded the seat opposite him to allow Lusi to occupy it .

The girl pulled up the designated chair then nodded slowly.

"Have you had dinner?” ask Ferdian later.

“Not yet, Om,“ replied girl slowly. While watching Ferdian who was eating his food.

“Let's eat all. This is all you cooking?”

“Iya, Om,” replied Lusi while turning the plate cupped in front of him and spooning a little rice and side dishes into it.

“Enak is also your cuisine,” praise Ferdian smiling at a glance at Susi.

Lusi flinched while eating his food quietly. Occasionally his eyes were fixed on Ferdian who looked greedily enjoying the cooking he had cooked earlier this afternoon.

In her heart the girl was flattered to receive that compliment.

He can cook, although he is not also said to be smart. When his mother was alive, Lusi always paid attention to the way his mother cooked and sometimes believed to process some types of cuisine.

And his death turned out to be useful when the Mother was called to the lap of the Divine. Because since then it was Lusilah who had to prepare food for Father and himself.

“Where are your injuries? Still sore?” tanya Ferdian pointed her index finger at Luci's face and neck.

“It doesn't hurt anymore, Om. Actually what hurts isn't my wound, Om. But the pain is still here," said Lusi while pointing to his chest.

Ferdian smiled broadly at it. Like a dangdut song, he thought funny.

“Iya I know. You are patient. We'll find a way out. The important thing is that you do not go out of the house in the meantime, until the situation is completely safe" said Ferdian softened his voice.

Luci nodded faintly. He begins to believe in Ferdian and believes in his heart that for now this house is the safest place for him.

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