The Mystery of the White House

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The eagle's eyes kept sharpening. Waiting for those twilight eyes to blink in search of the truth and honesty that will be spoken. Without a word Vendra just kept waiting.

" Just say it, sir. Don't cover up anything. We have become a family. Isn't that so Mas?" said Aisyah then to melt the slightly stiffened atmosphere.

" Hmm" replied Vendra casually.

Still silent silent. No words were said from those old lips. The two dusk men just silently looked down. Consider what will be said and thrown.

" Come..say!! What did you cover from me?" vendra said, impatient.

The hardikan that is so strong deafening makes the fur to sit up. Given where Aisyah first met her husband. The sound boomed and the voice of the sickly became one.

The tiny fingers began to stretch between doubt and fear. Brave to rub the burly arm that was in front of him.

" Mass..patient" said Aisyah.

Magic spell tub. Somehow the hard heart became softened to hear the words of the breeze.

" Mister.. say.." said Aisyah softly.

" Sheb. actually." said Mr. Darman hanging.

" Don't hesitate sir. And we don't have much time. I also need medical at this time" said Aisyah.

" I actually said that. if... if I have a son to the doctor" said Mr. Darman with fear.

Being quiet..

And just be quiet. There was no next word that came out of those four humans.

" Hmmm not bad. I think it's beneficial to the situation right now, isn't it?" said Aisyah arrived - arrived.

Vendra just looked at that tiny face of ayu. Ask for an explanation of what just came out.

" Are you right, right? Otherwise the doctor will be suspicious of us. Mr. Darman was right to say so. Yeah, I know the goal is to save you!" terang Aisyah's.

" And in the future will not get a strange question, is not it, sir?" Aisyah.

" Correct Cah Ayu. Fear of being the suspicion of others. Den Vendra has never been known to the crowd. And maybe the people don't know yet. And we kept it a secret" Darman said.

" Yes, of course because Mbok is also on Mas's side of the baby, right? Only Mbok the same father who is always there" said Aisyah later.

" Yes it's true. No one knew there was a handsome creature in this mysterious house. All we know is that there are ghosts wandering around this house" Aisyah said.

" Hihi" Mbok Saroh giggled.

" Oh, if it's Cah Ayu. Pancen front house (yes) medeni (serem)" Mbok Saroh confirmed.

" Yes already. The decision is right. We moved house back!!" vendra said later.

" Good Den!!" said Mr. Darman.

" Loh... change clothes?? Why??" ask Vendra.

" Let's not look cute!!" gemas Aisha.

" We're posing while Mas!!!" Aisyah starts to get upset with Vendra.

" Understand Cah Ayu. To the love of maksimallll!!!" ledek Mbok Saroh's.

" Hihi" the three men snickered.

A red tinge on Vendra's cheek. Between shame and still fashion thinking. He was a little less digested. Either because of shock or whatever. Because everything seems sudden and makes his sense a little slow thinking.

Mr. Darman is relieved that there are no problems that he has saved. Stepping lightly without burden and will be a much better plan ahead.

" We're in disguise. What about Aisha. Simbok didn't say he had a daughter, did he?" ask Vendra to investigate.

" no. We're just saying have a boy just a puppet. Isn't that what it is?" mbok Saroh said sure.

" all right. We all change clothes" Aisyah said.

" Do you know what kind of clothes we're going to wear?" ask Vendra back.

" Hmmm at least Mbok saroh and Mr. Darman keep their image as simple people. Even in real life, they have everything. Facilities they are not inferior to the boss in my village Mas!!" Aisyah.

" Mc... Who exactly is he?? know everything about me!! I'm not the one who always heats up." said Vendra teguh who almost let go of his secret.

" Human?? What's my heating?" ask Aisyah to investigate.

" Wes.. How do you want it done like this? Ndak kelar - kelar. We're moving this right away! Sir'e must have started to rest in the back house. And definitely wait for us" said Mbok Saroh who winked at Adennya.

" Thank you Mbok" said Vendra who felt saved.

Soon they'll clean it all up. With simple clothes they immediately headed for a simple house that was deliberately built. Yes, Mr. Darman took the initiative to make the house simple. Actually just for cover.

Protecting his little boy who is now transformed into a mature man who has married. His whole life was just to serve him. Protect from outsiders who do evil and protect from his family who are ready to finish him at any time.

There was no intention hidden in the hearts of the two old men. Just protecting innocent little creatures. Makhkuk who during his life was only used by his family. Especially her aunt and uncle.

The treasure!! That's what they're looking for. Vendra is the heir to an inexhaustible wealth of seven derivatives. No one knows how much wealth he has. The legacy of her mother is so much.

And during his life Vendra spent alone. Being a closed person. Untouched one bit. Now there is a girl who has taken over her world.

Aisha.....

A simple house with a beautiful garden and a variety of vegetables thrives. Aisha was stunned to see the house. Aisyah started thinking wildly about her outside world. Not restrained in a luxurious house with all the facilities available.

" Mas.." said Ayesha softly.

" Don't ask for anything beyond Aish's limits...!!" vendra said softly.

" Well.." replied Aisha weakly.

Mbok Saroh only listened to the conversation of the two. A smile with her skin indentation engraving that had been going to and fro understood what was on her little mistress' mind.

" Every once in a while, Cah Ayu can come here" said Mbok Saroh chimed.

" Massss.." said Aisyah with a happy twinkle.

" On condition!!" answer Vendra later.