
Rafa paced around in that room. He forgot, his pajamas were wet and left in the bathroom. There's no way he's coming out of this room bare-chested.
At that moment, Love came out of the bathroom using only a towel as well. Because, all her clothes got wet while helping Rafa take a bath.
Love thinks Rafa has come out of that room. Eat it, he came out relaxed.
Seeing Love wearing only a towel, Rafa inexplicably hides under the computer desk.
Love is not aware of that at all. He continued his plans to change clothes. Coincidentally, there were her clothes in Febi's closet. Yesterday's clothes, when she had to change into a wedding dress.
By not taking off her towel, Love managed to change her clothes. Meanwhile, Rafa can't see anything but the smooth, white calf belonging to Love.
"Febi, where are you?" Sad talk.
Love sits in Febi's bed. He hasn't worn his veil yet. Only the hijab was just worn.
"O Allah, soften Febi's heart to go home soon. She should marry Rafa." Her speech.
Rafa was astonished to hear the prayer that Love said.
'How can a wife pray for another woman to marry her husband?' Rafa's heart is upset.
Yeah, I don't know why that made her heart so upset. I want Rafa to come out of hiding and shut up Love's mouth. But, it was impossible to do, that there Love would hit him and accuse him of spying.
After putting on her veil, Love came out of the room. He went straight to his room. In hopes of finding Rafa.
But there was no one in his room. Then, where is Rafa. He started to think.
"There's no way he's still there, is he?" Her cry was a little hysterical at the thought of Rafa being in that room while she was changing clothes.
"May not. I'm sure, now Mr. Rafa has breakfast with Om and Auntie." Hopefully.
Slowly Love came out of her room into the kitchen. He saw, Rafa was there sitting next to Om, facing Aunty.
He's still wearing a towel. With complete confidence, he ate breakfast voraciously. He is currently half naked.
Love is approaching the dining table. There is no greeting from bude and pakde. Yes, he came just to clean up the dishes used by the parents.
"Sir Rafa can wear clothes first. Bude get it." Advice Fita by leaving the dining table.
"Finish the breakfast. After that, we go to the office together." Saran Satria, who also left the dining table.
Love instantly collects dirty dishes, puts them in the sink, then cleans them. Rafa, though, had finished eating his breakfast. He left his plate without a sound.
When Love turned around, Rafa was no longer there. All that was left was a dirty plate and spoon.
"May I always be given patience, O Allah." he said.
After she finished washing the dishes, Love returned to her room. Upon arriving at the room, Love found Rafa staring intently at him.
"Can I help you, sir?" Ask Love by looking down.
"I don't want to live in this house. Everything's uncomfortable for me." Firmly while throwing a towel to the face of Love.
"Master can leave whenever you want."
"All right, now we're out of here." Drawing the hand of Love.
But, Love brushed off Rafa's hand. This made Rafa surprised.
"What are you doing?" Jerk Rafa angry.
"I'm just a maid in this house, sir. I'm just Febi's replacement." Evidently.
Rafa was silent for a moment. His gaze was so sharp towards Love who kept her head down.
"Love of Indira bint Amir. She's the woman I mentioned by name on the marriage contract. If your name is Love Indira, then from now on, you must obey all my commands. Whatever it is." Said firmly.
Rafa took a deep breath. He is very angry with love. She did not stop thinking, why would she give up her husband for another woman.
Soon, Rafa pulls Pakasa Cinta.
"Follow me right now. I don't like rejection." Pulling the body of Love approached his car that was ready to leave.
"Son Rafa sure he wants to bring Love?" Ask Fita.
"Why not. He is already mine. It's up to me to make a maid or whatever. Isn't that right, sir, bude?"
"Yes, Rafa boy. Please take it away." Satria agreed.
Love crying in the car. Apparently now she was taken to be Rafa's maid and servant only.
Love knew from the beginning, she would not be married sincerely. He was just a substitute.
But, despite knowing all that reality. For some reason, her heart ached so much to hear Rafa say he would make her a maid in his house.
About half an hour away, Love has arrived at Rafa's house. Very nice house. Like palace. The front and back of the house were also large. There's a swimming pool on the second floor. On the balcony of Rafa's room.
Love was welcomed by the maids of the house. They let Love into his room. There is no luggage of Love, except the clothes he wears.
"This is the Madam's room…"
One of the maids, opened the door to the room. The other one leads Love into the room. The other showed everything in the room.
"This is Madam's closet. We've filled it with clothes appropriate for Madam." Opening a closet full of luxurious gamis complete with a veil.
There may be fifty different motifs and colors in the closet that is also complete with the veil. Meanwhile, Love only has five shabby gamis, and three veils only.
It's like a dream. Or maybe you are dreaming of becoming Cinderella.
"This is a prayer and prayer mat for Madam." Showing one shelf containing four mukenas.
Tears of Love just drip. Seeing all these beauties and luxuries was very unreal to him. Everything was too sudden without warning.
"You can go." Excited Rafa who had just arrived in that room.
As soon as the Maids came out of the room. Rafa approaches Love.
"This is all a gift from me. Because you're willing to marry me." His speech.
"But remember. Don't be happy just yet. You have to pay for all this luxury by obeying all my orders." Rigorously.
Rafa sat in his great chair. Her legs crossed, her eyes constantly staring at the sad face of Love.
"Why are you sad?"
Rafa is astonished to see the sorrowful Love as she offers the luxury that all women in the world dream of.
"No Sir. I'm just moved and grateful for the kindness Master gave me this much luxury." Kilah Love.
Touched, yes. Love is so moved to see all that luxury. But, what makes his tears can not stop flowing is the fact that he was married again just for sheer satisfaction.
The fear that became traumatized in Love after being divorced three years ago, now seems to reoccur again. That is what makes love sad.
"Wait. hey. Come on, you never wish you never even dreamed of getting love from me." Scream with laughter.
Love awakens, slowly wiping away her tears. That's right what Rafa said. Even dreaming about getting love from any man does not deserve Love.
"Here you go, I'll laugh more and more if you linger in this place." End his laughter.
Rafa leaves the room, where Love sheds tears again.