Mrs Yolanda's Driver

The sorrow of Madame Yolanda

The pain felt by Mrs Yolanda was still not healed. Even if asked again, her tears would still be dripping. Now he is faced with a bitter reality. Tesya's life could not be saved. The last news he got Otis had also been killed inside the ravine. Her husband had to go to jail for plotting to kill Mr. Rahmad.

The discovery of Aunt Renata in the room of Tesya actually raises suspicion in the heart of Lady Yolanda. But what else can he do for now? Since Tesya was not around he could not trust anyone anymore. Everyone can be a traitor to make money.

After returning home from Tesya's funeral, Lady Yolanda locked herself in a room. Now the treasures he possessed were completely useless. If there is happiness for sale, perhaps he will buy happiness with the treasure he has. Because for now Mrs Yolanda needs affection and love.

The sound of knocking on the door made Madame Yolanda tilt her head to the side. The woman gave her permission to enter before putting a pillow over her lap. His eyes are still red and swollen. There was still a face of sadness there.

A servant came in and brought some food and drink to Lady Yolanda. He had not ordered from the beginning. The waiter took the initiative to bring food and drinks because he was afraid until Mrs Yolanda became ill. He knew that the burden suffered by Lady Yolanda was very heavy. The woman will not be able to carry it alone.

"Just bring this food and drink back to the kitchen because I haven't had an appetite. If I'm hungry, I'll call you." Madam Yolanda always used polite language and speech, despite talking to her subordinates. This has always made him loved by all his workers at home.

"The food is still warm, ma'am. Taste a little bit. Your stomach must be empty. Since yesterday you haven't eaten."

The waiter knew that Mrs Yolanda was at the police station all night to testify. Because at the time of the incident, Lady Yolanda first found the residence of Tesya. Although accompanied by a lawyer, Mrs Yolanda still did not have time to rest. After all the problems of Tesya's death were over, He received word that Mr. Abraham would soon undergo the process of punishment. In the morning after arriving at the house of Mrs Yolanda immediately changed clothes and left again to the funeral Tesya. After that, the woman returned home. It is certain that Mrs Yolanda did not have the time and opportunity to eat.

"But I'm not hungry yet" replied Mrs Yolanda quietly. His voice was almost hoarse.

"Mrs. I'm willing to fire you. As long as you eat this food. I don't want you to get sick." The servant still insisted on forcing Madame Yolanda to eat her cooking. Before that, he did not dare to be like this. But the waiter felt that this was the right time to return the favor. Madam Yolanda had all this time given them a decent life with a great salary. Never force his subordinates to do heavy work. They did not want to until Madame Yolanda fell ill until Tesya was picked up. All they know is that Tesya is the life of Lady Yolanda. They felt sure Tesya was no longer in this world, Madam Yolanda's food would have no desire to live longer.

"But I don't want to eat it. My mouth feels so bitter."

"Do you want me to call the doctor, ma'am?"

"No. Not necessary. I just need a break. Please bring this food and drink back to the kitchen. After I take a break I'll call you to bring you lunch."

"Alright, Mistress. But if within three hours you no longer contact me, I will return with a different food and drink. Now I'm taking this food to the kitchen." The waiter put the food and drink he was carrying and on the tray. The maid left Madam Yolanda's room after saying goodbye. Close the door of his room tightly.

Madam Yolanda let out a long sigh. He himself felt unsure that three more hours his stomach was hungry. The woman got up from the sofa and walked towards the bed. It's time to rest. By sleeping at least the problems he now faces can be forgotten even if only for a moment.

Just wanted to raise his legs to the top of the bed suddenly the door of the room was open again. Madam Yolanda closed her eyes with a clenched hand. This time, his emotions were tested. He felt sure that the person who appeared was the waiter who had brought food and drink.

"I told you that-"

Madam Yolanda held back her sentence when she saw Otis standing in front of the door. The woman was in shock not playing. Just last night he got word that Otis had been killed and even his body was buried in his hometown there. But now the man was standing before him. The first to be noticed by Mrs Yolanda were Otis's two legs. The man's feet came into direct contact with the floor, indicating that Otis was not a ghost.

"Autics? You still alive?"

Tika who was then standing behind Otis could only clench her hands so tightly. The woman was jealous. Yeah, he's jealous. His heart burned to see Madam Yolanda hugging Otis in such a manner. It is clear that there are no more boundaries between the employer and the driver. They both look like lovers. Unwilling to get even more hurt, Tika decides to leave from there. While walking, the woman shed her tears. Ever since last night he had heard that Aunt Renata had been killed but he could not shed his tears. But this time seeing the man she likes hugging another woman she cries. Her tears grew heavier as she got further and further away from the position Otia was in.

Madam Yolanda took off her embrace and looked at Otis face with teary eyes. He gently rubbed Otis' cheeks that were filled with injuries. Shaking slowly, the woman slightly tiptoed and landed her lips on Otis' lips. He misses that guy very much. He won't lose Otis.

Suddenly Otis grabbed Madam Yolanda by the waist and pushed her away. The man shook his head at the sign that he didn't like singing Yolanda kissed him.

"Why, Otis? Why are you rejecting me?"

"Because you're not mine!"

Madam Yolanda was speechless at Otis' response. He did not expect that Otis would say such a sentence. You could say the truth is true. Among them there was no status except employer and driver.

"But I need you."

"You can use my shoulders and my body when you're sad, ma'am. I will do anything so you don't feel sad anymore. Please don't make it your escape. Although I am your driver, I am a man who still has self-esteem. I don't want to touch a woman who doesn't belong to me."

Madam Yolanda was at a loss for words to answer Otis' question. The woman turned her eyes in another direction. "You mean status. You need status?"

"My status was clear that I was just a driver. You don't have to give me more status than that."

"But I don't want you to be my driver anymore!"

"Well, if you think it's the best, I'll take it. After cleaning up my things in the room I'll leave this house." Otis looked down in front of Madam Yolanda. When the man raised his head suddenly a loud slap landed on Otis' cheek. "You said you wanted to go. You want to go like Tesya left me. Was I so bad that you guys decided to walk away from me?" shouted Madame Yolanda furiously.

"Madam, please don't misunderstand my kindness all along. I am just a professional at work. I have no intention of seizing you from Mr. Abraham. I just can't bear to see a woman get hurt. My concern all this time was simply because I wanted you to turn into a much tougher woman. Even though you have everything. If your heart is weak you will be easily deceived by others."

"Are you really going to leave me?" Madam Yolanda's voice turned hoarse. A round of tears came back down her cheeks. The woman stepped closer to Otis. He even close his body with Otis's body. "Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone. There's nothing I trust in this world but you and Tesya. If Tesya's gone now, it's just you I can trust Otis."

"Do you want me to be your driver?" otis asked with a very serious look. Lady Yolanda frowned upon hearing Otis question. He should have been able to answer quickly but this time it seemed like he thought of something before answering Otis' question.

"Why are you quiet, ma'am?" ask Otis again.

Madam Yolanda looked at Otis eyes without blinking. The woman adjusted her breathing that had not calmed down since. "Otis, marry me."