MA LECTURER BEAUTIFUL

SEASON THREE Part: 187 (Excessive fatma)

"Fatma, do you want my husband.!"

At once Fatma turned her head and was surprised by the arrival of Bu Ratih. He stood up and walked away from Gavin. Mrs Ratih was still staring at Fatma who was now bowing her face.

Mrs Ratih approached her husband and woke him up. But, Gavin was silent as Bu Ratih shook his body. Then he found a glass on the table. Then Mrs Ratih took the glass and kissed it.

"It's a fucking drink, you give the medicine to my husband's drink.!" exclaims Bu Ratih.

Fatma did not want to answer and she just bowed her head without daring to look at Madam Ratih.

"Why don't you answer me, you are my husband, huh,!" now the voice of Mrs Ratih is higher.

From above suddenly the Saint appeared and approached his master. Then she turned on the kitchen lights and the lights near the TV. Now he can see what really happened.

"Bu Ratih, what's going on?" ask Santo.

"Please, you see Mr. Gavin. She sleeps really what sleeps because of the influence of drugs.?" said Mrs Ratih.

Instantly Saint approached Gavin and saw him. He woke her up just like what Mrs Ratih had done. However, Gavin remained silent and did not wake up at all.

"It's like sleeping pills, ma'am. Mr. Gavin is under the influence of sleeping pills.?" santo.

"What, sleeping pills.?"

"Sorry, Mom. What happened to Mr. Gavin.?" ask Santo.

"I saw him again hugging Mr. Gavin." replied Mr. Ratih as he stared intently at Fatma.

"What, Sister Fatma is outrageous. So my guess has been right all along. I have often caught Fatma secretly watching Mr. Gavin. At first I did not want to think negatively, even earlier I also caught him smiling himself because he had smelled the scent of Mr. Gavin's body when he fell. I almost reported him to Budhe Rahayu, but I was scared. Finally Bu Ratih caught it himself." explained Santo.

Bu Ratih approached Fatma, while Fatma began to cry sobbing in fear.

"Fatma, I didn't expect you to do this. What was my fault until you could do this to me. You were my best friend, my best friend at school, so I thought of you as my brother. That's why I invite you to work here so that we stay together, and also I don't want your life to be not necessarily direction. Sometimes work goes there, come here, job-branching to support yourself. But, what's your reply. You secretly like my husband." explained Mrs Ratih.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I really am a khilaf. I am this way because I envy you whose life can be perfect because you have a good and rich husband. So, excuse me, yes Tih." said Fatma while kneeling before Madam Ratih.

But Ratih spontaneously distanced himself from Fatma. He did not answer anything because he had already hurt the same Fatma. The saint who saw his master was pitying.

Finally Gavin flew out of his sleep. He opened his eyes and spread his eyes around. He found his wife, Fatma and Santo. Spontaneously she got up and sat in that chair.

"What's this, what's the rame-rame?" ask Gavin wonder.

No one answered, Mrs Ratih was still crying and Fatma was still sitting on the floor. While Santo was still standing next to Madam Ratih.

"Saint, what is this?" ask Gavin again.

"Sorry, Sir. Does Mr. Gavin still remember, before going to bed here did Mr. Gavin drink anything?" ask the Saint.

Gavin held his head which felt a little heavy. He's trying to remember something. Then he finally remembered something.

"I woke up thirsty and drank into the kitchen. Then in the kitchen there is still Fatma who also happened to take a drink. Then I was offered warm tea, at first I refused because I wanted to drink water. But, he was ready with his tea, maybe at first he made tea for himself. I finally wanted to, he told me to wait here. After that I drank tea made him." explained Gavin.

"You don't feel anything, honey?" now Mrs Ratih has asked questions.

"After that my head was heavy and my eyes were a little hot to sleep. Then I don't know anymore." replied Gavin.

"What,! who gave me sleeping pills?" ask Gavin.

Madam Ratih and Santo looked at each other, then they turned to look at Fatma who was sitting on the floor.

"Sir, it's best if Ms. Fatma says it herself with Mr. Gavin." said Santo.

"What does this mean?" Gavin's getting curious.

"Fatma, help you explain to my husband what happened" said Mrs Ratih.

Fatma slowly stood up and tried to give an explanation of the incident just now. Now he had dared to look at the faces of the people there.

"I'm sorry if I was wrong. Sir, Gavin. Actually, I was the one who put sleeping pills in my father's drink." he replied while bowing his face.

"What, you're crazy, yeah.!" Gavin.

"I'm sorry, sir. I am solemn." replied Fatma while crying.

"Not to cry.! your cry will not be able to help you from your mistakes." continued Gavin.

"Please, Sir, Train. I'm sorry. Once again I apologize profusely." said Fatma pleading.

"Attention, I'd like to ask. What's your purpose in giving my drink sleeping pills.?" ask Gavin.

"I don't mean anything, sir" he replied lying.

"No way, you have got a point. Explain why you did that.?" again Gavin asked in a high tone.

Fatma did not answer, but she cried. Mrs Ratih actually pityed her, but she was wrong anyway.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gavin if I interrupt your conversation with Ms. Fatma. But, I just want to convey what I have seen myself." said Santo.

"Try to explain what's going on, Mr. Saint."

"I'm sorry if it's wrong. It has been a long time, the early days of Fatma Mbak working here. I caught him again watching Mr. Gavin sitting in his own living room. At first I did not want to conclude what I saw. But, the worst thing was last night, I caught him again smiling himself and talking to himself if he really likes the scent of the body of the Father. I think Fatma liked Mr. Gavin." explained Santo.

"Oh my goodness.! how could you do this." said Gavin.

"I'm sorry, sir." said Fatma.

"From tomorrow, you don't work here anymore. Bring all your stuff and tomorrow I'll give you your severance and your last paycheck.!" gavin hatch.

"But, Sir. What would I do if I got fired?" answer Fatma.

"I don't want to know, from tomorrow you leave my house immediately, and I don't want to see that disgusting face of yours.!" knock Gavin over while stepping into the room.

Mrs Ratih finally followed her husband who entered the room. The saint is too. He went up to his room and left Fatma alone.

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