
"Who are you?" sela asked the woman in front of her, who wore three-quarters toenote pants in black and did not forget to use flip-flops the second time.
Sela's eyes were fixed on a long brown shirt with a very lively floral accent, which the woman used, she said, with the hair braided in two and not forgetting the thick glasses and black in use, then on Sela was fixed on a large tote bag located on her right.
"I'm Nia Nona, I'm from the household assistant distribution foundation, I'm assigned to be a domestic assistant here,"
"Sorry you may have the wrong address,"
"But it's true Miss, this is the address that the chairman's mother gave me" the woman said, handing a letter to Sela. And without a second thought, Sela immediately grabbed the sheet and read it.
And sure enough, the address listed in the cover letter of a foundation, is indeed his home address.
Then Sela called Ijah to come closer to him.
"What's wrong Miss?"
"Did Mas Harza say something to Ijah before leaving for work this morning?"
Mbok Ijah thought for a moment then looked at the woman who was still at the door.
"Oh my goodness, I almost forgot, right sir this morning told me that there will be a new housekeeper, he said specifically to clean the house, so that Miss doesn't have to come clean this house,"
"Oh so, well take him to the back room," Sela ordered as she looked at the woman who was still in front of the door who was bowing her head.
Sela stopped the woman, who was following Ijah from behind.
"Yes Miss," said the woman after flipping her body to face Sela.
"Whose name are you? And where are you from?"
"My name is Nia Miss, I am from klaten, in the cover letter that Miss holds written in full my name and also my address," the woman answered while pointing at the paper in Sela's hand using her thumb.
"Alright, you may enter" Sela ordered, linking her eyebrows together, watching the face, as Sela felt she had seen it but nowhere.
"Maybe I saw it wrong, ah it's better that I go to my store" Sela said and left the house, when she wanted to go to her cake shop.
"Sela, soon I will be the Miss in this house, and I will send you under the bridge" murmured Nia who is actually Rani, while smiling sinisterly glanced towards Sela who came out from inside the house.
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"The hell Ma, I just put sugar in just one teaspoon, as usual, maybe Mama's tongue is problematic,"
Mama Nisa looked at her daughter-in-law Risa while raising one eyebrow.
"Since when have you dared to answer my question?" mama asks Nisa but is ignored by Risa, who leaves Nisa's mother and walks towards the kitchen.
"Same!!!!!!!!" mama Nisa's shout stopped Risa's steps and flipped her body towards Nisa's mama with a sigh.
"Yes dear Mama,"
"I'm asking you, why don't you answer, are you deaf,"
"No,"
"Why don't you answer my question?"
"So Mama said, now I dare to answer the question Mama, yes already from now on I will not dare to answer the question Mama,"
Hearing Risa's question, Mama Nisa got up from her seat and approached her daughter-in-law.
Byurs!
Mama Nisa poured tea right on Risa's face while smiling sinisterly.
"The son-in-law doesn't know himself, you shouldn't be here, but in the slums,"
Brak!
Risa slammed the tray in her hand right in front of Nisa's mom's feet and a little about it, the tray that was used to bring Nisa's mama tea. Coinciding with papa Doni's room door that opens, and shows papa Doni who just came out of the room.
Then papa Doni approached to two when he felt something was wrong.
"Not with your face and clothes, and why is there a tray on the floor?" ask Papa Doni when he approached the two.
"Don't know papa's daughter-in-law, carrying a tray just can't be spilled and hit his own face," continued Nisa's mother and then hugged the arms of the husband.
"Is that right, son, why aren't you careful?"
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