Love of the Son of the Maid

Love of the Son of the Maid
Followed him



In the afternoon today, Ira suddenly felt uncomfortable. The girl really felt like it was heavy to let Juna go. There was a sense of uneasiness, as well as a sense of uncertainty that was now trailing his heart.


"Mas, don't be long, huh? Ira always waits for Juna at home." Ira said while showing a sad face. Getting used to every morning preparing for Arjuna's needs, also getting used to cooking Juna's food with full feeling, makes Ira difficult to imagine, what would happen if he was without Arjuna, because Juna was not at home.


"Yes, I'm not going to stop by. Don't worry, as soon as the show's over, I'll go straight home." Reveal Juna while closing his backpack. There's not much Juna has brought. Just two casual suits, and one sleeping pajama. Juna thought, after all, only last night he would leave. So you don't need a lot of clothes.


"Is Ira coming, huh?" Ask Ira again. Effect forced. "Ira's worried. Don't know why. Kayak felt really heavy to let go of Juna mas. How's dong?" Ask Ira later.


"No need. Yesterday there was an agreement that I would take a walk another time. I will take you on a second honeymoon. Where do you want to go." Juna. The man sat next to Ira, on the lip of the bed.


Somehow, instead of being happy, Ira grew suspicious. In his mind, what the hell, that makes Juna panic when Ira says that he wants to come?


"Yes, deh. This is the final decision for Juna." Ira said with a smile.


Juna should be alert with Ira's smile. Juna thought, Ira was willing to accept his appeal, without any slightest suspicion. Unfortunately, his assumption was wrong. Arjuna is not very sensitive to the look on Ira's face.


Today, Ira still feels hard to let Juna go.


"I went downstairs first yes, ma'am. I'm going to mom's house, I want to talk to Yono sir." Ira said as she stood up.


"If so, then let me take you with me. Don't bother Yono."


"No need to." Ira shook her head. "Ira would like to go shopping, long time. I'm afraid Juna will be late. Let Ira talk to Yono sir." Said Ira, who was taken by Juna before leaving.


Ira walked quickly, pulled up through the stairs and headed straight for the garage. There, Mr. Yono was wiping the car glass as usual.


"Sir, can you take ira? But bring a motor." Said Ira suddenly, in a soft voice with a deflated flower breath.


"Can, non. Where you going?" Ask mr. Yono.


Ira approached towards Yono sir, and whispered softly near Yono's lowered ear.


"Ira wants to follow Mas Juna, just if you bring a car, it feels like it's hard, sir. I'm afraid I'll suspect something."


Pak Yono seemed to frown to think. What's the matter? Is it possible Ira got uncomfortable signals?


"Yes, non. If so, I'll borrow a friend's motorcycle, security guard in the next door." Said Yono then.


"Yes, wait for Ira next door, sir. Soon Juna is leaving. Ira's leaving first. This is his car just take it out, let Juna mas think that Mr. Yono brought Ira. Hold on, let Ira get ready first." Reveal Ira, who is possessed by Mr. Yono.


Ira immediately rushed back in, finding Juna who was walking casually towards the main door. Luckily today Iskan and Ningsih were going to the village to visit one of the relatives of Ningsih. So between Ira and Juna, it could be a little more free at home.


"Ira also wants to leave now, mas, same Mr. Yono."


"Yes, I went first, yeah. Don't forget to lock the door." Juna said later.


As a sensitive feeling girl because Ira had lied to Juna, Ira seemed to not fully believe that Juna was currently having an event with his friends. Although Ira realized that his bad feelings were not supposed to have, Ira still could not deny the worry of being lied to. Ira's been lied to, so Ira's been traumatized.


"Be careful, ma'am." Say Ira.


"Yes, be careful too. It's good to stay at mom's house. Tomorrow when I get home, I'll pick you up. Instead of being alone at home." Juna.


"Replace Ira thought while walking to mother's house."


Juna nodded, leaving Ira who had a flash of complicated emotions.


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Throughout Ira's journey with Mr. Yono this time, making Ira's heart hit by extraordinary worries. Her heart felt fragile, when her own eyes saw how she was lied to for the umpteenth time by Arjuna, her husband.


How about a crisis of trust? It's Arjuna's lie how many times, Ira can't count. In Ira's mind, maybe when she was married for ten months, Juna often lied like now. Go with Keysha secretly, under the pretext of leaving to take care of work, or there are events with his friends.


"That's Keysha, Mr. Yono. Girlfriend and affair mas Juna." Said Ira later, in a soft and limp voice.


How not to limp? Even Ira saw that keysha was holding Juna's arm and the two were walking side by side, heading towards the car.


"Follow, sir, don't forget to wear the mask and glasses. The helmet also sets the lock." Tukas Ira later.


"Yes, non." Replied Mr. Yono, followed by Ira who also wears a mask and helmet.


"About, den Juna and the Kunti were going where, non?"


"Not knowing either, sir. The important thing is that we follow them first. He went to Ira anyway, Juna said he wanted to go out of town. Ira also volunteered to come along, so that he could take care of the needs of Mas Juna. Unfortunately, Juna refused, sir." Answer Ira.


"Well, why is that, huh?"


"Once, sir. Ira doesn't know either. Mas Juna said that there was an event with his school friends specifically for men. So Ira couldn't come."


"Patient, non. Maybe den Juna had a reason why he was so."


"The reason for wanting to meet his mistress." Said Ira, laughing bitterly. "Ira had been fooled, lied to, just silent. But look, sir. I'm sorry and Ira's sorry, Ira thinks Juna's going to turn real. Unfortunately, liars are liars."


"Well, it's Mas Juna why do the lights turn right to the left?" Ask Mr. Yono later.


"Keep following, sir. Slow down, the important thing is that Juna did not see. We need to keep it safe." Ira said with a trembling voice.


And Ira's heart, as if squeezed and forcibly pulled from her chest cavity, when Juna's car entered a . . . .


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