My story is not as beautiful as my dreams
chapter 8
Tumben really mas aditya being rude that way,,,
hmmmm I so surprised by the nature of him against dea, what do not dea not be able to serve mas aditya well? margareta dialogued by herself while holding her chin as if thinking hard...
"Dea" call margareta.
I want to ask you something, said Margareta.
ask what mom? answer dea..
that why the attitude of the aditya can change drastically is it??? can't you serve my husband well? margareta emphasized the word husband so that dea knew that the person who slept with dea was her husband..
" sorry ma'am "I also do not know the nature of the father...
dea answered while holding back the tightness in her chest.
ohh that, yes you have rest gih,,,
it was a mas aditya advised that you should not be tired, and later in the afternoon I want to go to the distribution place of your replacement,,,,,, and,,,
Repot if the house has no helpers...
margareta.
It's okay ma'am, let me do all of it, it's my job.
heeehhhh you ngeyel also well dea, you were horrified how fierce mas aditya,, he belain you, you, he was angry that you were doing all the chores in this house, and I could feel it too, and I could see from the look in my husband's eyes that he was beginning to love you...
And I remind you again, Dea, you have to remember who you are, you have to remember about the covenant we made, that's all because we wanted a child from you... don't fall in love with my husband...
From the beginning I felt heavy with my own plans, but what can I do with my womb that can not contain..
forgive me, dea, for bringing you into the abyss of destruction, it may be complicated if you love each other, so I beg you, dea, please don't fall in love with my husband, and don't make my husband love you...
Please, dea, I'm just an imperfect woman and can't give offspring to my own husband....
I beg dea,, margareta, weep and hold the hand of dea....
" sorry ma'am "
because I'm a tormented mother, I promise I won't fall in love with my mother's husband, and if I'm positively pregnant, I won't be in touch with my mother's husband again,,,,,, I will,,, I'll take care of the child in my womb for mom,,,, I,,,
and you have to promise me, if you're going to love my child like your own???
because I don't want you to not love my child. If I knew all that I wouldn't hesitate to take my child back from my mother's hands.
I have to promise you first with me..
"yes dea"
do not be afraid, Dea, will take good care of your child, said Margareta...
They hugged each other, and their cries broke, and, uh,,,
only this time they feel this kind of atmosphere.as long as they are with their relationship is fine like a maid and her employer...
But it is not expected that dea will be the honey of his master,,,
we just how to live it.
In the afternoon, Margareta's mother picked up her domestic assistant at the foundation where dea was first housed.
this time margareta's mother chose a middle-aged woman, she was about 35 years old,, her name was mbak sri, she was a childless widow 2. her husband died one year ago,,,,,, her,,, forced mbak sri had to work to the city to support 2 children. kasian once fate mbak sri, his first child was 13 years old and the second was 8 years old... 2 children mbak sri entrusted to his grandmother, with a heavy heart mbak sri forced to leave his two children so that his two children can live adequately like children in general...
Let's go in, let's take Margareta's mom...
Sri's mom tailed behind margareta's mom,,,
dea appeared from the inside and opened the door for the two of them...
Ehhh dea" just want me to open the door already first with you" said margareta.
yes ma'am, I heard the sound of the car from the inside, so I immediately went ahead, uh it was true that the mother came, Dea replied to margareta...
oh yeah, introduce this mbak sri,,,, uh,,,
hello mbak sri, I dea, said dea as he reached out his hand, mbak sri welcomed dea's hand,,,,,, mbak sri,,,
" i mbak sri non" jaeab mbak sri
ehh don't call me non mbak, I'm not the employer here, dea told mbak sri
"what should I call??? ask mbak sri.
" call dea aja mbak" jaeab dea...
Yes, come in yuk, Margareta's mother interrupted their conversation while stepping her feet to go inside....
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huuufffffttt I have no good idea, so just get here...
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