
"Mas Adnan?"
"Who dare you speak that? Right now you're just her boyfriend, aren't you?"
"I just reminded him not to have much behavior."
"Shanum is not much of a whim. You are the one who thinks badly of him.
"Already, Mas. Don't argue anymore" Shanum said.
"Hufa!" Naomi snorted in annoyance before finally passing from before the two.
"Why else is that spoiled girl?" tanya bi Sumi who suddenly appeared in the kitchen room.
"Ah, it's okay, Bi."
"That girl must be saying something that's not the same as you."
"No, Bi. Yeah, I'm gonna iron the shirt first." Shanum got up from the kitchen and walked to the ironing room.
Naomi just got out of the house. That's when he met the owner of the house, Mr. Adrian Permana.
"Good day, Mr. Adrian" he said.
"Good afternoon. Waitaminute! Aren't you Naomi Hanan's close friend?"
"Yes, Sir. I came to this house to see Hanan."
"Isn't it still daytime? Why are you rushing home?"
"Actually I still want to linger here, but it seems my presence is undesirable."
"What do you mean talk like that?"
"It's because of the new maid who likes to look for that face."
"You mean Shanum?"
"Who else would be the new maid in this house if it wasn't her."
"To my knowledge she is a diligent girl and always does her job well."
"Master doesn't know the originals yet. He's nothing more than a sycophant. I'm just afraid that Hanan will be deceived by her."
"You take it easy, I won't let that happen. You know who my family is? How could I possibly let my son close in on a maid? It's the same as me dropping the dignity of my family."
"Yes, excuse me, sir. Good day."
"You got a car?" ask sir Adrian.
"No, Mister. From the hospital I came straight here.
"No need, sir. I can take a taxi."
"Yes, then be careful."
"I'll excuse you, sir."
Naomi left that house.
"Why did Naomi get so angry after coming out of this house?" sir Adrian asked Shanum, who was still in the ironing room.
"Ehm .. Naomi may be upset that Elina's mistress told her that her cooking is salty."
"Oh, so you're the one who replaced it cooking to get compliments, are you?"
"Bu-bu-not that, sir. It was Hanan who asked me to cook him a new vegetable soup."
"That way you get compliments from the whole house, don't you? I remind you, never try to seek attention let alone approach my children. You need to know who you are and who this family is. So, you don't expect more" said Mr. Adrian. He passed from before Shanum.
Somehow the sentence after sentence that slid from the mouth of Mr. Adrian made Shanum's mind sore.
"Aww!" Shanum squealed in pain as his hand suddenly touched the iron.
"Why you?" rayhan asked who happened to pass in front of the room.
"It's okay, Mom."
"God! What's your finger?" Shanum tried to hide his right hand behind his body but Rayhan saw it.
"Ehm ... My hand was accidentally hit by this hot iron."
Suddenly the eldest of the three brothers observed Shanum's face.
"Just like you're crying. Does it hurt so much? Wait a minute, I'll take the medicine first."
Rayhan passed from before Shanum. Not long after, he returned to the room with a medicine box.
"Let me treat the wound" Rayhan said.
"It-it-it-it's okay, Mom."
"The wound is your right hand, can you treat it yourself? Here's your hand."
Although hesitant, Shanum finally resigned when Rayhan touched his right hand and then applied the burn medicine there.
"Te-te-thank you, ma'am."
Seconds later the two pairs of netra meet.
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