
"Now how do I get out? The window has a trellis, the only way in that door!" muttered Arumi who then looked towards the door of the room.
Arumi stepped slowly to the front door of the room. Many times he tried to open it, but it didn't work.
"What should I do? do I have to wait until tomorrow?" muttered in Arumi's heart, spreading her gaze throughout the room.
"Yes, I'd better be here until tomorrow, if anyone wants to open this door, I'd better gather energy for tomorrow!" muttered Arumi again and then she stepped foot into the bathroom to clean herself up.
And after that, Arumi prayed with a blanket used as a mukena. Because there was no magic in that room.
After the prayer Arumi immediately lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.And finally Arumi fell asleep soundly on the bed.
A few hours later, the night changed. Arumi immediately woke up to perform the dawn prayer. After that, he set foot to the window of the room and saw the situation outside the villa.
A pair of old men and women walked into the villa.
"Are they gardeners and servants in this house!" exclaim in Arumi's heart while thinking with the next step.
A few hours later, no one knocked and entered the room where Arumi was held.
The hunger pummeled the girl's stomach.
"Well, why didn't the maid come in here? clean this place or give me breakfast. Or maybe she doesn't know I'm here?" muttered in the curious heart of Arumi.
Just finished speaking inwardly, there was suddenly the sound of a door about to be opened.
"Don't let the maid come in!" murmured in Arumi's heart.
"Better I just frankly appear, anyway I don't know what this place is like." said in Arumi's heart that will not be alone if there are people who will enter the room.
"Tron ..klek...ceklek...!"
The door opened, and an old woman came in with some cleaning tools.
"Well! madam?" asked the maid who was surprised as she looked towards Arumi.
"Mrs? I'm not married, ma'am?" said and asked the curious Arumi.
"Eh, ma'af but you look a lot like the mistress of our master's first wife" replied the old maid who slowly approached Arumi.
"Similar to the master's wife? I don't understand?" ask the confused Arumi.
"Don't-jangn are you ghosts?" ask the maid who is holding Arumi's arm. And Arumi was getting curious.
"Mom if I'm a ghost, certainly can not be held and talk too long with the mother here" said Arumi who was still staring at the maid with curiosity.
"Oh, yes! So why is Miss in this room?" ask the curious maid.
"I don't know, when I was at home, suddenly someone came into the house and somehow someone hit me from behind. And know-how I'm here in a condition bound." explained Arumi who recounted the previous incident.
"Oh, so it's like that huh? but really miss is very similar to the late first wife of the owner of this villa." said the maid who continued to look at Arumi.
"Cats.krucuk..krucuk...krucuk....!"
Arumi's stomach voice was heard asking to be filled.
"Oh, miss hungry?" ask the maid who guessed. And Arumi nodded her head.
"I happen to be cooking, let's have breakfast together!" take the maid and that's what Arumi is hoping for right now, breakfast with a plate of rice, vegetables and side dishes along with his drink.
"Let's have breakfast together!" the maid exclaimed as she pulled Arumi's arm and Arumi just went with her wherever she took her.
They walked out of the room, and Arumi spread her gaze to every corner of the room in amazement. Because it's so fancy every corner of the room.
Before long, they had arrived at a dining room and saw an old man sitting on the dining table chair.
"Let's.no!" call the man who got up from his seat and was as surprised as the maid.
"The father was also surprised to see this lady, the same as the mother when she opened the door of the room" said the mother who spoke with her husband.
"Truly similar to madam!" exclaimed the old man who kept looking at Arumi.
"Oh sir, let's talk later! we'd better have breakfast first." take the maid who took the chair to sit down.
"Miss, what is your name?" ask the maid while getting rice, vegetables and side dishes for her husband.
"My name is Arumi Ma'am, sir! And I am a second-grader at the Citra Flower school.'' replied Arumi who is.
"A...The arumi? second grade at the Citra Flower school?" asked the maid once again to confirm her hearing.
"I.yeah, what's the matter?" ask the curious Arumi.
"Sir! don't you remember non Keyla's school?" ask the maid to her husband who was eating, and immediately stop his activities.
"Yes, non Keyla does go to school there." replied the husband of the maid who was curious.
"Keyla?" asked Arumi who was familiar with the name.
"That young lady is the daughter of our master's second wife. Her son is beautiful but a little arrogant, maybe it's the character of his mother. .he...!" chirped the maid's husband.
"Who are you, father and mother, whose name is this?" ask the curious Arumi.
"My name is Lastri non, and this is my husband's name is Warno. We are the guards and servants in this villa. You can stay here, yes to accompany us. We were lonely, our sons and daughters were already working out of town." explained the maid who looked at Arumi while commenting on her smile.
"Ah, stop! we'll think about it later. Now let's continue our breakfast. It will not feel good if it is cold! he.he...!" said Mr. Warno while laughing.
"Yes, let's eat again. If you want to add more!" exclaimed Bu Lastri who was staring at Arumi.
"Thank you, I want to spend this one first" Arumi said as she nodded her head and commented on her smile.
The three of them had breakfast with pleasure and even Pak Warno could go and add more.
Rarely does Arumi enjoy this happy moment of eating together with her stepmother. That's why Arumi to tear up because he really misses a happy family.
So comfortable and happy for Arumi, to the point of not realizing her tears fell on her cheeks. And the girl wiped him down slowly.
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