
"You really did it, Ning?"
Ningsih nodded for sure, she did not care how later. What is clear, Gavin's orders are absolute. The woman did not feel guilty even though her big mistress was suffering from even helpless weakness.
"Good, much?" ask the gardener who has long been devoted to the Megantara family.
"A little bit, but it seems like the influence of the future age of the Madam is so."
They are happy over someone's suffering, this is entertainment and a golden opportunity that they do not get every time.
"Hahaha the influence of age, is old you mean?"
"Ho-oh, wonder when he died .. I miss Den Ibra, where is it now?"
As a witness to Ibra's growth, there is clearly a longing in the mind of the husband and wife. They have even been a part of this house since Ibra was a child, and even both of them are entangled in the love of the location because they both serve for the Megantara family.
"Of course, obviously we pray that Ibra is always in the protection of God, Ning."
The woman nodded slowly, that was all they could hope for. After the departure of Megantara, there was a lot going on in the house. Starting from the departure of Ibra abroad to the emergence of Olivia who suddenly Indira introduced as a future wife Ibra to everyone at home.
They could not do anything, at that time Ibra was still immature as well as Gavin. There is only the God, the papa figure for Gavin who also puts himself as a parent for Ibra. However, Indira's decision cannot be contested because the woman has more power over Ibra on behalf of the will of Megantara.
Until everything changed with the Ibra rebellion that often did not go home and sleep in a place other than at home. His life was increasingly unpredictable, even Ningsih felt lost the figure of Ibra who was once so warm.
"NELSIH!!!'
Not finished they spoke, the woman's screams now echoed. And the two were now staring at each other, it seemed like what Ningsih was about to face was quite scary. The woman must be immune to every curse she hears.
"Yes, Madam ... briefly," said Ningsih who actually would not be possible Indira heard, he only denied the formalities and did not make his statement later so just a lie.
With a slightly hurried step, Ningsih now knocked on the door of the big madam's room first before then revealing a face pretending to be worried.
"Old!! Are you deaf or what?!!" her screams were unusually deafening, she looked limp but why could she have such a strong power to be angry, Ningsih thought.
"I'm sorry, Madam .. I'm outside so it takes time to get here," he said, looking sorry, but if Ningsih wanted to postpone it even longer.
"The reason!! Do something, the medicine you give is not working!!"
He's been asking for help, and he's been snarling. Ningsih really wanted to curse him. At least he did not pity to look at the pale face of Indira, whether he had been in the toilet until it was as weak as that.
Amidst Indira's screams, Olivia now entered with a hurried pace and a strange look at Indira.
"Mama why?"
"Let's go, Mama's been having a stomachache since, Olivia." Indira took a hard breath, the woman was in trouble even now closed her eyes withstanding the pain.
"Certainly? Didn't you see Ibra today?" In this situation, Olivia was still thinking about something else. Ningsih was inexhaustible, the woman that Indira chose as a wife for Ibra was nothing more than an unethical madwoman.
"You still think about that? You didn't see Mama!" indira's jolt was unusually upset, her face even more reddened and anger was growing in her mind. This child should not be told first, Indira thought regretfully.
There was not the slightest suspicion of Indira on Ningsih, he thought that this indeed came by itself. He even thought this was the result of a wrong meal, but this was more torturous than anything.
"Olivia, help Mama to the bathroom ... Mama was not strong to walk," Indira's pinta tried to reach Olivia's hand, but the woman instead moved away and screamed in fear.
"No way!! Aunty aja helpin, I ready the medicine, yes, Ma." Olivia quickly moved out and asked Ningsih to change roles. The woman was amused and could not help Ningsih to the bathroom.
"Dam!! You take care of Mama, I'm ready for the cure! There!" olivia's words were extraordinarily rude, indeed Ningsih was astonished where the woman's good location was.
Ningsih went back in, and seeing Indira's state he thought that maybe too much was true. But all that he had done was based on Gavin's orders, even if there were things that happened to Indira afterwards, it was Gavin's business to Ibra, Ningsih thought not to bother.
"Ibra," call Indira to pray, and Ningsih will not be touched at all by the whimper.
"Ning, please call Ibra .. say I am sick," Indira pinta in a lethargic tone but still a little pushy, her face looks really not strong. However, until now Ningsih did not think he would take Indira to the hospital.
"So soon, ma'am, I'll try."
He reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket, and deliberately dialed the old Ibra number, obviously not going to be able to connect at any time.
"Oh, sorry, Madam .. It seems like den Ibra is busy once, maybe later tonight can be contacted." Ningsih said very politely, not thinking that he was tricking his current employer.
"The new stomach ache, den Ibra hurt everything because of you, Indira," Inner Ningsih stared at the sweaty face before her.
"I don't want to know, bring my son here right now!!" insist Indira, but do not obey his will, after the return of Ibra the last Ningsih will never make his young master fall back in the same hole.
To Be Continue