The star! Little Wife

The star! Little Wife
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Sometimes we have to throw away to let go, to let go to receive. Painful things will feel more relief when you get rid of it.


Now Rahmi is again faced with painful things in her life. His only protector would be far away from him, his voice choked. He returned with his distinguished self with an ancient excuse that could not be resisted from time to time, 'He had no strength to resist.'


''Aliff!! Where are you going to take the suitcase?!!'' ask Abby.


A morning that should be happy, even like destruction. Early in the morning Alif woke up packing his things and pulled Rahmi without compassion, even though the girl was still sound asleep.


''A new home!!!'' Alif jerked his Abby hand, he had forgotten the compassionate figure who cared for him alone.


''Son!! Don't stay Abby!!!'' abby said with teary eyes.


Alif turned his face away, as if he knew he would fall and his decision would falter when he looked into the eyes of the man in front of him.


Rahmi shut up, she cursed herself. He remembered what Zahra said. Abby was sick, but she was helpless, she didn't have the courage to say it. His lips were always clenched when he wanted to shout, that this old figure was sick.


But again he just kept quiet while hugging Abby, with a feeling that he did not want to part.


''Rahmi!!''


Rahmi walks slowly leaving Abby, wanting to stay but still does not dare to fight. Abby looked at Rahmi with a smile, the corner of her lips said a word that made Rahmi feel like crying so much.


Abby told him Abby was fine.


''Lelets!! The road is broken!!''


Brak!


Alif slammed the door of his car, making Rahmi shocked. As hard as he could to hold his voice, so that Alif would not get angry anymore.


The protector has gone, now who will protect the girl who is far away from the house. The girl who walked the hard way, the girl who never felt the hardship of life.


The journey felt so long, the quiet peaceful residence began to change with the noisy urban. Rahmi, he was amazed when passing through the skyscrapers that had somehow stood for how long, but the founder was no longer standing.


''Down!''


Rahmi descends slowly, Alif opens the trunk of the car carrying her suitcase. He glanced at Rahmi and resentfully threw the little suitcase for the girl.


''That's your suitcase!''


Rahmi with all her strength to hold her body so as not to fall.


''Fast road!!''


Rahmi ran with all her might while pulling her suitcase, The house is so big and magnificent it now looks brilliant in Rahmi's eyes.


''Wah ....''


A word of admiration even makes Alif upset, for him Rahmi is the misfortune he has.


Brak!


''You!! From this moment!! Clean this place up clean!!! I don't want to see any dust!!Never consider yourself my wife!!! You are a maid!!''


Alif throws his suitcase, he heartlessly stares at Rahmi. Gentleness, kindness, light, all are gone from the man before Rahmi. Everything Abby taught her from childhood just disappeared.


''B-good ..'' said Rahmi with a deep bow.


Didn't Alif kill him? The girl who has a small body, whose hands are very small and fragile will work like porters for a house that must be cleaned by 20 servants. But he didn't care, his heart was frozen by a fate he couldn't accept.


Brak!!


The door slams hard, leaving Rahmi alone in a dark house with a million things that make the girl tormented like hell.


Rahmi pulls Alif's suitcase with difficulty towards the nearest room. When I opened the door, dust was everywhere.


''Huk,huk!!''


After two hours the girl finally found a cloth and water. The house could not be used, there was no running water, he took the water from the pool outside and the cloth obtained from the highest shelf in the kitchen.


Rahmi works tirelessly, cleaning the room so that there is no dust there.


''Ah!! Thank goodness, it's clean!!'' Rahmi. Finally he can put in Alif's suitcase and also his suitcase.


The girl stared at the entire house, how long it would be clean with herself.


...Rahmi, believe in the power of God, the God who created us will not always remain silent. He sees, he hears....


''Surely I can!!'' rahmi encouraged herself.


Rahmi returned to cleaning the house. Minutes changed hours, a bright day now looked dark.


Ckelk!


Alif stared at the whole house, his eyes were pinched when he saw Rahmi who was dirty and looked dirty cleaning the floor while looking down.


''You ... Why isn't it clean?!!''


Banging Alif makes Rahmi jerked, she hurriedly stands facing Alif.


''Sorry ... Ka-sir.''


''Brother? I'M NOT YOUR BROTHER!!! Listen yah!! You're a maid here!!!''


Rahmi held her chest that felt tight, she felt so hurt.


''Sorry, t-master, '' Rahmi said with a deep bow.


''Sir? Who's Master!!'' alif said annoyed, the words that Rahmi said none of which made his heart feel better.


''Where's my suitcase?'' tanya Alif spread her gaze.


''By there.'' Fearfully Rahmi pointed at the room at the end.


Alif ran quickly, carefully Rahmi followed him from behind.


''You put my suitcase in the servant's room?!!!''


Unwarranted anger, seeking only an error to vent to the person found guilty of not having others to blame, man will choose the weakest and will not resist.


''Sorry.''


Rahmi's body trembled, herself scared to look at the man who was in anger.


''No becus!! No use!! Don't expect to be able to sleep without cleaning this entire house!!!''


The deg!


''Ahk, B-well.''


Humans, at times, are afraid to fight against those who look stronger than them, so they never fight. Though his silence even made them trampled. Rahmi again just silence, obey and do not fight because he does not have the strength to fight, he has no one.


Brak!!


Alif threw Rahmi's suitcase out of the room cynically he said, ''You sleep outside, don't ever wish you could sleep in a room!!''


With Rahmi shaking her suitcase, she walks back and cleans the house.


Seconds, minutes, hours, days. Now the sun was about to rise, but the girl figure was still working so hard. Work without reward, work like a slave, work like a man who will die if he does not do so.


On the other hand, a person falls asleep with black eyes and does not sleep well. A million ways he tried to sleep, but his eyes could not sleep. Finally he took sleeping pills, even though he felt uncomfortable.


While Rahmi the girl breathed a sigh of relief when all was clean. He pulled his suitcase towards the kitchen, he spread a cloth. He slept on the cloth, at the end of the kitchen that no one would see.