MY HOTSHOT LITTLE MAID

Chapters 30. Misunderstand

Rita sat in front of the Son. Rita noticed her lover's cheerful-looking face, not as usual. Rita thinks that Putra seems to be suffering from a mental disorder. Rita laughed to herself laughing at her evil thoughts.

"Why laugh?" ask the surprised son.

"Oh, I just think that doesn't make sense" replied Rita ngeles.

"Think doesn't make sense. What is that thought?" ask the son again more curious.

"I see that you are smiling by yourself, so I think you have a mental disorder" Rita replied with a smile.

Rita's smile changed completely and Rita gulped in regret for saying that to Son. The son must have been very angry at him for having such evil thoughts. Moreover, seeing the reaction of the Son who was only silent with a very sharp eye highlight.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to think that badly. It was just a cursory glance, suddenly thinking in my head," said Rita nervously.

"You are right" answered the Son.

"What really?" ask Rita in shock.

Really having a mental disorder? inner Rita.

"I really got a mental breakdown from last night. When I heard someone proposed to you. I'm shocked. If only I could fly, I'd fly straight to your Grandma's house to tell them, if you've got one. You are mine," replied the Son, taking a deep breath.

"You know someone proposed to me in the village? How come?" rita asked confusedly.

"It's God's will. You must have forgotten to turn off the call from me in a hurry. From there I know, my rival is not only in this city, but also in your village. But I'm glad that today you introduced me as your girlfriend to Mr. Jamal. So, in the village, no one will dare to propose to you anymore" replied the son at length.

"Maybe I forgot that time. Grandma called. Importantly, I'm back, even though this time I came back with the conditions from Grandma that I have to fulfill," said Rita slowly.

"Terms, what conditions? Do you have to be betrothed or do you have to part with me?" ask the son to panic.

"not everything. I can go back to the city and go to college here, but I can't be a maid anymore" Rita replied calmly.

"Oh, is that all? No problem, I can find someone else to clean up my apartment. But, didn't your grandmother ask about me?" ask the Son expectantly.

"No. Even Grandma doesn't believe that I have a boyfriend. Grandma thought, when I said I already had a candidate, it was all just my excuse so that there was a reason to reject the proposal, "Jawab Rita.

"For what the hell, wish Grandma knew? Grandma also wants, I'm not involved anymore with the agreement letter, so give me the agreement letter and this is my ATM card to pay the fine," said Rita who made Putra's face again upset.

"You think I deliberately kept the letter to blackmail you? Rita, that letter I threw away a long time ago. Since I'm sure I love you. Where might I be willing to make you a maid in my house, when we officially date," said the sad son.

"You mean, what? Then what do you say professional for?" rita asked confusedly.

" I'm sorry, at that time I was thinking of giving you some kind of learning to be a wife" replied the hesitant Son.

"Huh, wife? You meanwhat?" rita asked confused.

"Well, I want you to learn the duties of a wife. So later if we get married, you are not surprised" replied the Son.

"You think a wife's job is the same as a maid's?" ask Rita to be angry.

"Rita, I didn't mean it that way. I'm ...."

"Please find a wife like you want. I don't want to be the wife you consider a maid. Go!" rita shouted while pointing at the door.

"Rita, I misrepresented it. I ...," said the Panicked Son.

"You know the direction of the door, right? Or do I kick, let's see the door?" threaten Rita's.

"Ok ok, I'm out. You don't get angry" said Putra and left Rita full of emotion.

Rita sat down crying. It turns out that Putra had lied to him by making the agreement so that Rita would continue to do her duties as a maid in Putra's apartment.

What is the duty of the wife? What are the duties of the wife of cooking, accompanying meals, sweeping, mopping the floor, preparing clothes and putting on a tie? Inner Rita.

"Hhh, if being a wife is that difficult, why marry? All this time I did all the chores as a maid just so I could earn some money. If I get married and keep doing those tasks, how different would I be from a maid?" mummified Rita.

"Anything, if the Son still expects me to be like a maid, it will all end that day" he murmured again.