SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

SHOCKED THE SERVANTS

Sisi, and Aunt Ijah briefly cast a glance. The two women, who were different ages, looked so shocked, by what Mama Melinda had just told them. If all this time he was kidnapped, and made a slave by someone.

"Who did it, ma'am?" asked Aunt Ijah quickly, who was already very curious.

"Yes. Who did it, ma'am?" ask Sisi anyway, who was no less curious.

"Korla!" answer Aditya. Answer what Aunt Ijah asked.

Aunt Ijah at a glance, and Sisi stared at each other, with a look of disbelief. Especially Sisi. The young maid, showing her disbelief, because all this time she considered Karla was a woman, and a stepmother who was so good to their male employer.

"Are you serious, sir?" ask Sisi to make sure, what his master said.

Aditya's lips were half open, in order to answer what Sisi asked. But they failed, when their attention was distracted by the arrival of Simon, and several other Servants and Workers.

Paula, one of the young Servants immediately took her long steps approaching on Sisi.

"Pula...What are you guys doing here?" asked Sisi with the look on his face, when he found Paula, and his other colleagues came to the main room.

"No, I don't know why either? But Secretary Simon said it was at Mr. Aditya's request. And isn't that the Big Lady?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Isn't he dead?

"He didn't die, but he was kidnapped, and made a slave by Lady Karla."

"really?" paula asked back, but their attention was diverted when suddenly Aditya made a sound.

"You must ask in your heart. Why did I call you here. And I'm sure, you must also be very surprised, when you see my Mama's whereabouts, in this house. Because all this time you know, if he's dead. And what reason did I call you here?! Because I don't want to, if any of you, anyone to divulge my Mama's whereabouts, to my Papa's second wife Karla, that my Mama is in this house!" exclaimed Aditya suppressing his words.

The Servants, as well as his other Workers whispered quietly to each other there, after hearing what their male Employer had just said. . Moreover, the man, mentioning the name of Karla as they know, as the stepmother of their Master.

"Why do I ask you not to tell Karla? Because that woman, is the culprit of all this. He kidnapped my Mama, and made it look like my Mama was dead, by making the car my Mama was driving in, splashing into the river until everyone thought, if the body drifted into the river.

A startled face immediately enveloped all the Servants, as well as her other Workers after hearing, what Aditya had just said. IF THE KARLA THEY KNOW IS SO GOOD, IT HAS A VERY EVIL NATURE.

"And you need to know that Jumina was murdered by Karla's men, so she's the mastermind of the murder of your partner Jumina."

"What?? Are you serious, sir? So Mrs Karla is the mastermind of the murder, from Jumina?!" Aunt Ijah was so shocked, after hearing what Aditya had just said. If that fellow, who died of murder by a man, and the stepmother of his Master, is the brain of murder.

"Yes. And you're Sisi!" aditya exclaimed firmly, with a sharp eye to the servant of his house.

"I'm Sir?" ask the Back side.

"You're the one who's closest to Karla."

"I'm close to him, sir! But I don't know if Mrs Karla is this bad."

"My mom was at home. And Karla doesn't know him at all. Because he knew that my mother was dead. So if my mother's whereabouts leak into Karla's ears, then you're the one I blame. And I'm also not reluctant to put you in jail, because it indirectly helps Karla to do evil."

"Good, I hold your word. And that goes for the rest of you too. Don't divulge my Mama's whereabouts, to that woman. If you dare to do so, I'll put you in jail."

"We understand Mister." they replied simultaneously.

****

The night is drowning, when the moon begins to give a little light to the earth, which is covered with darkness. Sitting berselonjor, with the head of the bed into the pedestal of his body. Aisyah's eyes looked focused, as she gave the look to a book, which was within her grasp.

The sound of the door opening, shifted the direction of the sight for a moment. Interestingly the story in the novel, now more he focused on the scene in front of the eyes, which is much more interesting for him.

Keep staring at Aditya, until the look in those eyes there is not the slightest blink there. SHE'S SO SEXY, that's the look of Aditya right now.

Only wrapped in shorts, until the sex of the body, plastered real before his eyes. The baldness that formed on the man's body, vibrated the taste on Aisyah as an adult woman. Keep looking, and he longs to touch her, and feels the warmth of the man's chest, while dancing his fingers there.

"Think once I pounce on him, right now!" His eyes look soft, when the waves are burning inside.

Not realizing, if from earlier there was a pair of eyes that continued to look at him, without blinking. He casually dried his still wet hair, with a small towel.

Throwing an accidental look, and found Aisyah who kept staring at him. The evil grin formed perfectly on his handsome face, with the swing of steps he brought leading to Aisyah.

Too fascinated with the good looks of the Husband, making the world of Aisyah like stop spinning. The woman continued to look her eyes at Aditya, until she did not realize that the man's face was already at such a close distance to her.

"When are you looking at me like that, Miss Aisyah?!"

Aisyah. The woman was like being forcefully pulled by time, which had already managed to sink her to the deepest bottom.

"A..I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at the scene" Aisyah replied stammeredly, of course with her pale face, and also nervous.

"And that sight was me, that your eyes didn't blink at all!" aditya's exclaim widened his laughter, which instantly turned Aisyah's face in shame.

But as soon as the woman was shocked, when suddenly Aditya pulled himself, into his arms. Aisyah's smile was painted on her face. With one hand he circled around, hugging the man's body, feeling the warmth of his Husband's chest, which had already made him intoxicated.

"Say! How do you feel now?!" aditya asked suddenly, during a few minutes both of them, were both silent.

Jemari Aisyah who was carving beautifully on Aditya's chest, she stopped immediately when asked a question by Aditya.

"What do I feel?"

"Yes. How do you feel when I'm not around?"

What Aditya asked, was not immediately answered by Aisyah. The woman raised her head, looking at the husband. Long enough he looked, drowning in the two eagle eyes.

"I'm so worried about you, Mom... Very worried. I'm afraid, if something bad happens to you."

A small smile framed on Aditya handsome face, hearing what Aisyah had just said. The embrace of the hand the more Aditya moaned, the more Aisyah deepened in the embrace.

"Thank you for worrying about me, because that's what I expected."