
Thick clouds hung in the sky. Cytra was shocked to think it was still early because of the dark weather. It seems it's noon. The son and Sanjaya had also left for school when he woke up.
Slightly unsteady Cytra walked from her son's room. Ma'am Irah, the housekeeper who takes care of the needs of her two children, was surprised to see the Madam walking suddenly hit the dining table chair.
Bruak!!
"Why Madam?" Mbak Irah hastily restrained her body from falling.
"My ear to my bedroom was so light," Cytra's voice raspy.
"The Madam's body is also hot" said Mbak Irah as she pushed Madam into her room.
"Get me some warm water and a little dizzy medicine" Cytra pinta after lying in bed.
Ma'am Irah hurriedly ran to the medicine cabinet. After taking the dizzy medicine and a glass of water he rushed to the Madam's room. He helped her sit down and take the pill she was asking for. After taking the medicine Madam collapsed again.
"Mrs, not yet breakfast. I'll get you some porridge, yes" said Irah.
"Yes, not much, Ma'am. Just get me my phone on that table," pinta Cytra.
Ma'am Irah picked up the phone first and then went to get breakfast. When she returned to the room, Cytra finished calling someone. I don't know who. Ma'am Irah doesn't need to know.
"Say the same Mr. Jono later if there are guests just ask to go inside," said Cytra while scooping the porridge in the bowl container.
Ma'am Irah then left the hostess alone in the room. After delivering a message to Mr. Jono, he returned to the kitchen again. In the kitchen she was asked another housekeeper about her pain.
"Maybe austerity. He seemed to be busy yesterday. Guests come and go" said Mbak Ira in front of Bi Nur and Bi Kari.
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"It looks like Madam has a lot of thoughts so that she drops so," said Bi Nur.
"When the Madam moved into this house to seek calm but even a lot of interference" said Irah.
"You know not, Ir. Why did Madam move into this house," asked Bi Kari.
"Yes, don't know. Because we're all just working with Madam" replied Irah.
"There may be a problem. There can't be no problem of people moving house let alone to avoid meeting people," Bi Kari spoke more deeply.
"Don't think bad, Bi. The madam is a great person" Irah reminded.
"That is precisely Ir. Great people have a lot of problems. Different from us little guys?" Bi Kari denies.
While the assistants were huddling as soon as Mr. Jono came in. They stopped talking for a moment.
"Bak Irah is here!" call Mr. Jono from the kitchen doorstep.
Mbak Irah rushed to leave his friends and approached Mr. Jono.
"What's up, sir?" ask Irah.
"Mrs is there, Ir?" ask Mr. Jono.
"There was. But the madam is sleeping is not feeling well" said Mbak Irah.
"There are guests in front he said he wanted to meet the Madam," said Mr. Jono.
"Yes, Nonya said that there were guests who asked to come in" said Irah.
"Oh so. But you said to Madam, yes."
"Yes, sir."
Because according to Mbak Irah has permission from the Madam, then the guest of a man was welcome Mr. Jono sitting in the living room.
The man was first met by Ma'am Irah. Without further ado, Irah immediately brought drinks and small meals.
"Please, Sir. Wait a minute Madam is not body," said Mbak Irah while putting drinks and food on the table. And then after that go back inside.
Cytra, who is still in a feverish condition, tries to get out of bed. Mbak Irah felt sorry to see Madam tired standing because her head was dizzy.
"If it is not strong to stand up, let Madam sleep again. Later the guest did not say the madam could not meet," said Mbak Irah.
"It's okay that he called me to take me to the doctor" Cytra said in a hoarse voice.
Irah finally caught Cytra walking towards the living room. But then Cytra's steps stopped abruptly after seeing who was in the living room.
"Radith! Why did he come, not Ridwan whom I called," cried Cytra. Then he turned back to his room.
The guest who turns out to be Radita sees Cytra turning around does not so meet her react by calling her rude.
"Cytras!" the man's voice was loud.
Cytra stopped with still being swept by Mbak Irah.
"Why did you avoid meeting me?" radita's voice sounded rude.
"Sorry, Sir. Madam is still sick do not be yelled at," said Mbak Irah feel sorry.
"Oh, sorry. Turns out you're still sick huh" the guest shrank his voice and drew closer to where Cytra was standing.
"Call Mr. Jono tell the guest to leave!" cytra said unwillingly looking at the handsome man who had pierced her heart from behind.
"I beg you for a moment to speak" Radita pleaded.
Cytra did not budge and asked Mbak Irah to wash him back into the room.
"Once again I beg you, Ci. Don't you torture me with this regret" Radita held Cytra by holding her hand.
"no need. I made it clear you went with him. It's all done. I've forgotten about it" Cytra said with restraint from her overflowing hatred.
"It's not fair that you hate me. Because the incident happened solely through no fault of mine. I've been a victim of revenge" Radita said feelingly.
Cytra closed his ears not to listen to the words that pierced his heart. His legs felt weak no longer standing. Irah then led her to sit on the sofa in the living room.
Cytra understood what Radita meant. Had Vionita not put the stimulant powder into the drink, there might not have been an incident of intercourse at the house of Aunt Mira.
"I said so instead of avoiding the mistakes I had made. I just want you to understand and understand that the incident happened. I don't want you to hate me like an asshole. Moreover, you keep avoiding not to meet. It's as if I'm a rotten carcass that taints your good name and reputation."
Cytra was crying. This is what I don't want to meet Radita. Because it is so unfortunate for him. This incident will make her feelings worse.
So all this time he chose to avoid. Don't get to meet Radita let alone Vionita.
"Then what do you want from me now?" cytra's voice sounded soft.
"I just want to apologize. And don't avoid meeting me, also with Vionita," Radita said.
The request seemed light-sounding. But how could Cytra possibly guarantee his heart doesn't change. Before the incident took place, Cytra had promised herself that Radita would be her last love.
As Radita once said, Cytra is the last woman she loves. There will be no other woman who will fill his heart.
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