
Layla saw the house she knew. The memory of how he got to know this house back in his brain. Raya, has a big role in that and Layla at that time was very grateful to have a place to live as well as a job that she could do. Moreover, the salary given by his employer used to be quite large. Unfortunately, all are just memories. What happened after that did not make Layla happy. The employer turned husband, the father who did not even appreciate his efforts, and the one Layla got was just a failure after failure. Although he now has a job, his dream of leading the company has run aground. All he wanted now was to set up a business he owned, built by him and would later become his pride.
"Are you not going in Miss?" ask Frank to drive her.
"How long do I have to stay here?"
"The great lady has ordered to send all your belongings into this house. So ... "
"I'm sure you'd like me to stay here a long time"
"Do you want another place?"
"No, but keep my rent. We don't know when Mom changed her mind"
"None"
Layla steps her foot in front of her former employer's house and rang the bell. Usually he opened the door from the inside, but now it was Boni who did it.
"Mrs"
"Pak Boni"
"Welcome, the President will come soon after giving a statement to the media"
Layla did not care at all about the man who managed to live in this house. He was more interested in exploring inside the house and tried to compare with his memories first.
"It seems, everything is still the same as it used to be" Layla said touching the kitchen table where she worked at this place.
"This house has not been used since the time ... Madam goes. The president chose to stay in the apartment during the transition back then"
"Sir Boni can call me like I used to. No need to be so formal"
"How can I do it. You are ... "
"President Graham's wife Real Estate?"
"No. You are ... "
Mr. Boni has not finished talking and there is a sound of a car entering the garage of the house. The owner of the house must have finished giving information to the media and returned to this house. Eventually, Layla will be at home with the husband she has avoided until now.
"I'd better go"
"Is Mr Boni coming again tomorrow?"
"Yes, I'll pick up the President for work and from tomorrow there will be someone to drive you to work"
"Frank will take me"
"The president has sent a new man because Frank must accompany Grand Lord Graham to France tomorrow"
"French? Why didn't I hear it from Frank?"
"I don't know that"
Layla was still wondering about the passing of her father which she had never heard of, and a man entered from the front door.
"I was just leaving. Good night, President, Madam"
Layla wants to arrest Mr. Boni but that won't let her out of this house. So, he chose to shut up and saw Mr. Boni leave the house. Leaving him with his former employer and entering an awkward atmosphere.
"Because we will live together here, I will explain a few things" Mr. Zahid said.
"Yes"
"I ask the waiter to come only on weekdays. For the weekend, you have to prepare food and clean the house. All your stuff has been laid out in the locker room and we'll sleep in the same room"
Layla did not mind the presence or absence of servants in this house. He also did not mind staying in this house, but sleeping in the same room? Since her marriage until now, Layla has never slept in the same room as her husband.
"I'll sleep in my old room"
"Your room's been turned into a warehouse"
"I'll just sleep on the couch"
"As far as you are. I don't want to argue with you"
This man ... why allow him to sleep on the sofa? Is it because Layla is not as attractive as Sarah and the women who are rumored to have spent the night with Mr Zahid? Why is he disappointed by this? Does he still have feelings for this guy? No, no. Layla took a breath and raised her weakened shoulders. She doesn't want to room with her husband and it will work out. So .. she should be happy. The man also left her to rest.
Layla went to her room first and found some things were indeed left piling up there. Though in this room he began to dream of becoming a small business owner. Then he walked towards the dressing room and found no clothes. Sure oes. Her mother must have thrown away all the clothes that Layla had brought and replaced them with new ones. Lazily fighting with her mother again, Layla chose a canal and changed her clothes. He then looked for a blanket and pillow storage that he once remembered was in the corner of the dressing room. After a long search, he finally found it and immediately came out of the dressing room.
"What are you doing in there?" ask someone to surprise Layla who just came out of the dressing room.
"I'm looking for a blanket and a pillow"
"You can take the one in the room, why look again?" said the man then barged into the locker room. Layla forgets that the dressing room is now shared. After arranging pillows and blankets on the sofa, Layla began looking for glasses in the kitchen to drink. Since a year had long since passed, he slightly had to remember where all the kitchen items were.
"What else are you doing?" ask the owner of the house, long ago bother Layla.
"I'm looking for a glass"
"Can't you go look for him tomorrow?"
Very upset when you look for something but someone just keeps talking to you and not helping anything.
"Just go there!" layla said annoyed and crouched down to check the bottom drawer.
"You kicked me out of my own house?"
Layla stopped looking for a few seconds to catch her breath and continued what she was doing. No matter the man standing at the kitchen door.
"You kicked me out of your house and now you're kicking me out of my own house. Can't be trusted"
Really, Layla wants to go back to her rental home and feel the peace of each work. Why would he take his mother's orders for granted and not put up a fight? Layla wanted to reply to the man but then found the glass she was looking for. His anger had just disappeared now. He stood up and showed me the glass he was looking for.
"Meet!!"
He walked towards the fridge and took a drink. Finally ... his thirst changed with a freshness that calmed his soul and body. Layla turned to the kitchen door and wanted to show off the freshness, but the man who had stood there had left. At that moment there was a sense of disappointment that pierced Layla's heart once again.