Silence of a Son-in-law

DSM-25

Honestly, I feel tired. Continued to be urged by my master. Explain that over and over again. I answered Mr. Berto's question exactly as I told Mrs Erlin. The man finally agreed, but from the look in his eyes I saw disappointment. 

Maybe that's just my feeling. 

Not wanting to be dissolved into something unimportant in my opinion, I chose to focus on my work. That's much more important. 

***

The clock had been pointing at ten o'clock in the night, but my eyes were still awake. It's hard to shut down. Especially since I felt my heart pounding. There was a sense of uneasiness that I felt so strongly. 

In my heart I kept praying that everything would be fine and that was just my feeling. 

While still trying to fall asleep, I got a message from Mr. Berto telling me to make coffee. The man said he was overtime. It feels lazy, but I have to remember that this is where I work. 

I immediately went to the kitchen and made the master's order. Afterwards, I headed to the second floor where Mr. Berto's office was located. The atmosphere was already very quiet because all the residents of the house seemed to have slept. 

Knock on the door three times and when I heard the word from inside, I rushed in. I see Mr. Berto being very serious about his laptop. 

I approached, putting coffee near the man. After that, I said goodbye, but Mr. Berto told me to stay. Honestly, I was scared when I was alone with my employer. Especially in a night mood. I'm afraid there will be slander later. But even if I go, I cannot. Mr. Berto's gaze looks very scary if you're angry. 

"Sit, Ira. Accompany me overtime," ordered Mr. Berto. 

I doubt. This does not seem good and can be said to be unnatural in my opinion. I'm just a maid here. Not a wife who would accompany her husband overtime. Honestly, I'm worried. What if Mrs Erlin finds out I'm only alone with Mr. Berto. Really, my mind was afraid that the woman would misunderstand. 

"Sorry, Sir. I can't. I have to go back to the room."

"Why? I'm your master and all my orders you have to follow, right?" Mr. Berto's voice began to rise, and I mounted the horses. Prepare to escape if the man attacks. 

"I-yes, Sir. I don't want Mrs Erlin to know and misunderstand" I said honestly. 

"He won't know if you keep your mouth shut." 

Mr. Berto's index finger was pointing right at my face. Behold, Master Berto's gaze was as sharp as it was about to draw my heart. I backed off regularly because I was so scared to see my employer look so creepy. 

"Tu-Tuan ...." 

"I've asked you in a good way, but you still refuse, Ira! How much money am I supposed to pay for you to give birth to my offspring?" 

Mr. Berto's face was filled with anger. It makes me feel scared. Moreover, the longer it takes, the distance between us is getting closer and I've been leaning against the door. Kuraih hilt the door quickly and was about to open it, but Mr. Berto's movement was faster. The man grabbed me and took me to the sofa. 

My body trembled violently even cold sweat had already poured out profusely. I wept. Ask Mr. Berto not to do anything more. Although my status is a widow, but I am not a cheap woman who can be made love by anyone. 

"Please don't do anything to me, sir." 

I shudder in horror. Especially when you see a sneaky smile on the corner of Mr. Berto's lips. 

"If in a good way I can't, then I have to do it with violence. Whatever I do to have a descendant. Otherwise, who will continue my business, ha!" 

I shook my head while continuing to thrash. In my tears pray that someone will come to help me.