
2 Weeks have passed, Anjani intends to ask permission to his employer to send news to his family in the village. While waiting for the return of the master, he played with his two daughters.
At the moment, the teacher is teaching at a high school. As usual, the woman came home in the afternoon. Anjani waited for a moment of her free time to start talking.
"Madam, I want to ask permission to inform my family." Pinta Anjani after her employer finished eating. Unlike when he worked in the country, here, a more respectful call must be said.
"Can't! You cannot get out of this house! About shopping, let me take care of it!" Said his master at the dinner table.
"Oh yes, currently the master is carrying out military duties, he will not go home for 1 month." Further.
"Well madam, then I'll excuse you" said Anjani feeling disappointed.
Though he had hoped for more, he had previously intended to ask some things also to his master. But, hearing those words Anjani felt sad, she could only go to rest in her room.
In the room, Anjani just pondered, looking at the vast ocean behind her bedroom window. He did not want to show his sad face at all.
"Laila, you miss Mama? Mama's here again working, make money for you. Hope you're there to get well, baby." Anjani said in silence.
The beach breeze carried his words somewhere. Anjani hopes that all his family can feel calm even though he has not sent word at this time.
Anjani remembers the last time he left Laila. At Mother's house, Laila who can sit was just playing with her toys, she did not pay attention to the departure of Anjani.
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On school holidays, Anjani is not currently relaxing, he is busy accompanying his two daughters to play. Meanwhile, her female master was currently going outside.
"Bi, I'm going up there!" Said one of the smallest princesses, she pointed at the top of a closet.
"Can't, you'll be rationed." Anjani.
"I want to go up there! I'm going up! Huaaa.." The girl continued to whine and ended up crying.
The cupboard was not very high, approximately only 1.5 meters from the floor surface. But his request was too ridiculous and Anjani was afraid that his closet would collapse. Instead of an accident, he will be blamed.
Several times Anjani tried to persuade him with food and toys, but the boy's cry did not subside at all and his voice made Anjani's ears hurt. The boy also bit into Anjani's hand and Anjani also did not dare to fight him.
"Bi, do what you want! It's noisy!" Say the biggest girl.
Forced by Anjani to comply with the request of his employer's son, he lifted the child up and let him sit in the closet while being watched.
"Yes, your mother will come home." Said Anjani, afraid that his master would come and scold him.
"No way!" Reject the child who is just sitting around.
'Duhh.. Madam when will she come home?' muttered Anjani was feeling anxious.
While keeping an eye on the girl who was on top of the closet, Anjani occasionally glanced towards her brother. He was afraid that the boy would do something too.
There if 30 minutes, the child who was on top of the closet was seen starting to sleepy. Anjani immediately carried her and took her to the room.
'This kid, like a baby!' muttered Anjani was upset, his feet were already sore standing watching the boy.
After he finished putting her to bed, Anjani went to the kitchen and started cooking, fearing that her employer would come home and that no food would be served on the table.
"Bi, play with me dong." Say the biggest girl.
That one child looks easy to manage, he plays alone with his dolls and does not bother Anjani who is cooking.
"Bi, have you cooked it yet?" Ask the boy to see Anjani serving food.
"Yes, I've." Seeing his different attitude with his sister, Anjani happily accompanied the boy to play.
In the afternoon, her female employer came home. Anjani breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the bathroom that was in her room to clean up.
Anjani who finished his work lay on the bed after performing the Maghrib prayer.
"Hey you, come here" suddenly the master opened the door to Anjani's room.
"What's the matter, ma'am?" Anjani.
"How much are you?" Ask the employer.
"My life is 18 years old, madam."
"Huh?! How come you're young and can you work?"
The employer was surprised, and his question left Anjani puzzled.
"Yes Madam, the requirement for employment here must be at least 18 years old." Anjani answered, but that was not what his master meant.
"Pake what is your face can be smooth?" The master looks cynical.
"I usually only use powder, it's rarely madam." Anjani alakadarnya.
His employer did not believe, he immediately saw the contents of Anjani's room to make sure the items used by Anjani. But at that time there was nothing but eucalyptus oil and sow powder.
"I'm going to go now, lock the door, and don't sleep until I get home." Said the master out of Anjani's room.
Anjani immediately followed her employer to the door.
'How sexy is his book? Madam wouldn't wear her veil, would she?'
Anjani sees her employer leaving in a red dress and high heels. Not usually Anjani saw his employer look like that. Usually the employer is always dressed appropriately and out wearing a veil even though only jerked.
After the prayer, Anjani walks out of the room. He sat on the floor waiting for his master to come home. Accidentally, her exhausted self fell asleep while leaning against the wall.
"Tok.tok.."
"Open the door!"
There was a knock on the door as well as the voice of his employer from outside. Fortunately Anjani who overslept was currently near the door, so he immediately woke up and opened the door immediately.
"Don't tell my husband that I've been to a party." Said the master leaving Anjani.
"Good Mistress." Anjani immediately locked the door and returned to her room to rest.
It has been 1 week that the male master is not at home. Anjani felt that something was strange, she thought that her female employer had been playing games with other men.
Every day, she always warned Anjani not to tell her actions to her husband. Anjani just complied, he did not dare to ask for fear of his employer angry and made himself fired from his job.