SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

AISHA'S SORROW

Blissfully. That's a picture of the mood of an Aditya Wirawan at this time. Remember how he's been doing all this time? He seeks the whereabouts of an Aisha, only to take her child.

His face kept Aditya painting a smile. But the smile faded, when Aditya suddenly realized that he had not prepared a room for his two children.

"How could I not think of that? Being too happy, I forgot the room for my two children" Aditya murmured immediately from his seat.

The two legs were Aditya swinging, down his great house - with his face turned left and right, looking for the presence of his servants.

"Where are they? What are they doing? Until this hour there is no one, in sight," muttered Aditya.

Stepped over.. And step. His two legs kept Aditya swinging, who carried the man's body towards the garden behind his house.

Anxiety instantly filled the handsome face of the man - when from afar he found some of his house servants sitting together, and having a small talk there.

Exhaling his firm breath, when tightness in the chest tried to throw him out due to his annoyance. Two feet on foot, immediately Aditya swings, who brings the man's body closer to the servants of his house.

Unaware of his presence-makes the handsome businessman deliberately pretend to cough, only to inform his arrival.

"Ohuukk... Uhuukks..." Cough pretend Aditya.

The faces were instantly exposed to the origin of the sound. Be shocked! Instantly filled the faces of the young servants, upon discovering the whereabouts of his Master.

Instantly getting up from his seat, and lined up neatly looked at Aditya, who was finishing his two eyes the servants of his house.

"Is the work in this house over?! So your job, just gossip. If I don't come! Perhaps you will continue to gossip, without doing your duty," Aditya's hardened.

"I'm sorry, sir! Forgive us," they replied simultaneously.

"Where's Aunt Ani?!" t

"I'm here, sir!" Ani spoke a little far away, with the footsteps she swung at the Master who was in the middle of the garden. " What's the matter, you're looking for me sir?" ani asked later, when she was close to the man.

"I want you to be more assertive, with them. You see what they're doing?! Isn't it working?! But even gossip!"

Ani exhaled her long breath. At first glance the two eyes - Anni threw at her men, who still lowered their faces.

"I'm sorry, Sir! Im sorry. I promise I'll be more, be firm with them."

"Well, this time I forgive you. Not next time!"

"Once again, forgive me Sir! And if I may know? What's up? That makes, you look for me."

"I want you to prepare a room, for my two daughters. And not one bed, I want two beds in their room. And record anything? All you need to complete my son's second room."

What Aditya said was very surprising to the servants of his house. How could it be that his Master never married? And have no lover at all? Suddenly I have a child.

"Kids? Since when did Mr Aditya have children?" muttered Sisi quietly, who was immediately struck by his curiosity.

"Yes. How could you have children? Even her boyfriend doesn't have one. Is it possible, Mr Aditya has a child with Miss Citra? Just all this time, he kept it a secret." the other waiter chimed in, whispering softly.

"Okay Sir! I will immediately prepare a room for your two children" replied Ani.

"Prepare immediately! Because my two children, they're on a journey here."

"Okay Sir!"

After the Master's departure, Ani's gaze turned to the few servants who had been scattered, and stepped on him with their curious faces.

" Aunty Ani! Since when did Mr Aditya have children?" Sisi immediately asked a question, when he found his master was far away from them.

"If you ask, the answer is not to know. Aunty alone was very shocked, when Mr. Aditya said that his two children would come here."

"I'm very curious. Who is the woman who gave birth to Mr Aditya's son? It must have been a very beautiful woman, and it was possible that she was the wife of Mr. Aditya whom she had enslaved," said one of the servants, whose name was Paula.

" It's possible" said the other.

"Have not continued gossiping. The side! Paulo! Come with Auntie. We go to the second floor, to prepare a room for Mr. Aditya's children."

"Good Auntie!" answer the two at the same time, immediately set their two legs, following the footsteps of Ani-who had already left.

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Aisyah looked at those two eyes - she threw them so far away, with her blank eyes.

Sometimes the back of his hand-wiped those tears, as he recalled the words of Aditya, who would soon take his two daughters.

"What should I do God?? I don't want to part with my son, I don't want to part with them..I can't.." murmured Aisyah, with the clear droplets that just kept spilling.

Tears continued to spill, which represented how fragile Aisyah Maharani was today. The cloudiness that adorned his face, immediately changed with a slightly tense face - when the self was struck by the question, who had leaked his identity to Aditya?

"Actually who told Mr. Aditya? If the woman he's been looking for all this time, it's the Cleaning Service that's working on cleaning the room." And then Aisyah was immersed in her world, thinking about what answer she asked herself.

"Could it be Secretary Simon? Or Rati? Isn't it just the two of them, who know who I am?" muttered later.

Silent...Silent...Until suddenly the self, surprised by the appearance of his two daughters, who sniped himself.

"Mommy.." cried Bella, and Sella together.

Didn't want her two daughters to know that she was crying-Aisyah immediately wiped the tears, before her face was turned on her two daughters.

"You guys are home? From now on, Mommy's waiting for you."Painting his fake smile, so they know he's okay.

Found Aisyah who was at home, when it was still noon, making Asih immediately struck by curiosity.

Two feet on foot, he immediately swung over to Aisyah who was sitting on the window seat

"It's still, noon. But you're home from work. Aren't you usually going home, in the afternoon Ayesha? And why do your eyes look red?"

Aisyah smiled bitterly. His clear eyes were already glazed over, with the coming of the question from Asih, which opened the grief.

"I've not worked there lag, Auntie!"

"Why indeed? Did you make a mistake, get yourself fired, Shah?!" Wrinkles in the pupils of Asih's eyes are increasingly piling up, the curiosity that is increasingly becoming in the middle-aged woman.

Not wanting her two daughters to know - in case she was crying, Aisyah immediately stretched her two legs out from inside the house, towards the front porch when the tears had escaped again.

"Omma.. It seemed like Mommy was crying," exclaimed Bella suddenly.

"Yes Oma! I saw it too. It seems, Mommy is grieving" Sella said.

He threw his two eyes. Seeing the look on Aisyah's face that looked gloomy, and hearing that she was fired - the old woman concluded, that Aisyah was facing a very serious problem.

"You two wait here, Oma will talk to your Mommy."

"Okay Oma." answered both at the same time.