Love of the Son of the Maid

Love of the Son of the Maid
Pulsing pain



This afternoon, Ira was getting ready in her new room, with Juna. The girl was changing clothes and polishing her face with a little thin makeup.


Last night, Ira slept well. Perhaps due to the effects of being too exhausted yesterday, Ira forgot herself that she had now become a wife. Yes, even if it's just a wife on paper in Juna's eyes.


After turning around, Ira saw Juna still sleeping comfortably in his sleep. The man was really very peaceful with his face that was pacifying. Even in a sleeping position, Juna looks more handsome and more stunning. Secretly, Ira smiled and wished she could conquer Juna's heart forever.


"I didn't wake up, did I? What if Mas Juna is angry?" Ira monologue. But then he smiled, as an idea popped into his head.


"I'll make you some warm tea, okay? It will be awakened."


Ira immediately passed by, exiting the room and closing the door, leaving Juna alone in the room.


"Ira, are you awake? Why is this early waking up? Where's juna?" A new Ningsih emerges from the back porch, discovering Ira has been in the kitchen.


"You make warm tea for mas Juna, ma." answered Ira politely.


"Well, you are a dream wife. Mama doesn't regret choosing you as a daughter-in-law. Yes, don't waste any more time. Today too, you must immediately get ready because later you will leave for your honeymoon to Bali. Mama wants you and Juna to give you a granddaughter, Ira. Papa wants it to be that way too." Reveal Ningsih with spirit.


For a moment, Ira smiled and nodded, 'Where do you want to have a child, ma? mas Juna does not want to touch Ira and . . . Mas Juna also already has a girlfriend, his name is Keysha. what should Ira do?'


"He just found out, ma. Does Juna know that too? Mas Juna didn't say anything to Ira last night" Ira said, smiling at her mother-in-law.


"This is indeed a surprise on the first morning you married. Mama hope, you and Juna can really compact. Yes, my mom is going ahead first. Quickly bring the tea and wake up your husband." Ningsih's orders are taken by Ira's head.


After Ira arrived in the room, Ira then placed a tray of warm tea on the nightstand. He looked at Juna who still seemed comfortable in his sleep. To wake Juna up, Ira became disinclined and half afraid.


"Mas, Mrs Juna? Wake." Ira shook her husband's arm.


"Hmmmm... engh... It's noon, huh?"


Juna moaned with a raucous voice. Slowly, the man opened his eyes and found Ira there. Juna's forehead shriveled. He almost forgot that he had married Ira.


"Yes, Juna woke up first. Usually if morning mas Juna exercise first before bathing and breakfast. Today's Mas Juna's bad luck." Juna nodded and furrowed backwards, slightly leaning his shoulders on the shoulder of the bed in a half-suplined position


"Sweet as jasmine tea." Reveal Juna in a slightly hoarse voice. Ira also immediately picked up a cup of warm tea made by herself, earlier.


"Yes, Ira made it for Juna's mas." Say Ira. "This is for Mas Juna."


"Thank you." replied Juna as he received the cup of warm tea. He can enjoy a warm tea with a soothing aroma.


"Oh yes, mas. Just fitting Ira into the kitchen to make tea mas Juna, Ira met mama. Mama said we should get ready for our honeymoon to Bali." Juna chokes on his own drink as a result of being too surprised.


"What's? When did mama say that?" ask Juna again.


"Slow down, my mom said that earlier, when Ira made this tea. Mama also said it was a surprise for Juna and Ira."


"Yes a little, mas."


"That means, it's just a surprise for you, not for me. Mama is often Ngadi-Ngadi. I don't want any more honeymoon to Bali." Firmly Juna to Ira, then Juna put the cup of tea on the nightstand.


"Keep, how's dong, mas? The ticket is ready in our name."


"I've got a meeting today with Keysha, Ra. It is impossible for this appointment to be cancelled. You don't know how busy Keysha is. She's a career woman who rarely gets to meet her, if she doesn't accidentally empty her schedule." Juna was half upset. Her face is flat.


Juna thought that Ira was just a burden to him. Oh not only Ira, but also this marriage that makes Juna's space is limited. Juna doesn't understand this.


"Yes, Ira as a spoiled wife what mas Juna said. If Mas Juna wants to cancel the plan of mama, yes it is up to mas Juna. But Juna talked to Mama himself." Ira said, "Ira is afraid that Ira should talk to my mom."


Silence between the two. Ira lowered her head by twisting the end of her shirt. Not to forget, Juna also thought of some plans to keep meeting with Keysha, without debating his mother.


"Where are we going on holiday to Balinya tomorrow? Today let me meet Keysha." Juna.


There was no other choice for Ira than to nod her head. Who is Ira? Ira feels she is not Juna's priority even though she has officially become Juna's wife. Juna should understand how Ira feels.


A disappointed pin landed in Ira's heart. Ira is afraid that if only later, this will last long, Ira is also afraid that later Juna will not be able to love her. What if Ira is asked to be separated by Juna?


"Rho? You daydreaming? You all right?" Ask Juna later.


"Yira? Uh Ira anu, mas. Ira....." Aira stammered.


"You mind if I meet Keysha first?"


"By meeting Keysha, that's right mas Juna. Only if Ira may ask, do not cross the line, mas. We're husband and wife. Please Juna appreciate Ira as well, and keep Ira feeling."


"Ha ha ha ha . . . ." Juna laughed loudly. "Who are you, Ra? Are you the only wife that Mama has arranged? The rest, my heart made Keysha.From the beginning I said, you must be able to conquer my heart. It's just gradual."


Ira's heart was slapped by Juna's words. Suddenly Ira's chest felt tight because of the speech of Juna, her husband.


Ira herself did not understand, why could she hurt herself because of Juna's words just now. Is it true that Ira fell in love so quickly with Juna?


"I understand, mas." Ira nodded.


"Ra, please understand. Right now, I just want Keysha. Either tomorrow, it could be that my love changes just for you. It's just that I ask for help, don't force me and don't set me how. I'm not the kind of catfish that likes to be bridled."


Again, Ira's chest was throbbing pain instantly.


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