The Womb to the Young Master

The Eps 28

The sunlight was still tilted, not yet fully moved from its hiding in the eastern horizon, when Priska was awake, already impatient to meet with Revan.

Excitement, today to Revan's apartment. Ahh, I've been like a flea bothering him, but .he's my husband.

"Priska, are you ready, honey?" Madame Sharta entered without knocking, looking busy scrambling the contents of her branded bag. A classy woman's style was already attached to her body, while her daughter looked cute in a knee-length dress.

"Already, Mah."

Madam Sharta looked at him, and instantly widened a smile. "Good, you're always beautiful, sweetie." They stood right in front of a mirror, reflecting two beautiful female faces with a classy look. "Well, ready to go now?" Priska replied with a smile.

They are now out in tandem.

*****

Revan has returned with neat office stellan, while Prilly is still engrossed in devouring the porridge that was given to him.

"Not finished eating yet?" He came and pulled back the chair he had previously occupied. Prilly is a little surprised to find Revan, who is now neat, handsome, elegant, charismatic, always attached to him.

"Loh, sir said it's a holiday?"

"Ah, suddenly the President called me, he said something important. Two hours at most, I'll be back."

"Emm, so, huh?"

"Did you want to eat something else this afternoon?"

"Ehh, what can?"

"Of course you can, we'll be at the spoiled restaurant you want, as long as it's not the side of the road."

"Hmm, well, I'll tell you later, now I haven't thought about what to eat."

"Good, I'll go now, remember don't burden yourself with strenuous activity,"

"Ready, Master!" Prilly mangosteen, giving a thumbs up, made a sweet smile on Revan's lips.

Seeing your sweet behavior, makes me heavy to go. Ah, I hope you're okay as long as I'm gone. Revan muttered in his heart.

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Revan has gone to work, leaving a young pregnant woman alone in the apartment. The girl looked at him from the tenth floor, watching his car move out of the VIP baseman area.

He lay down, crosswise over the bed, a pair of legs dangling to the floor, while his two hands were playing in the air, staring at the ceiling of the room which was starting to light up from the heat of the sun.

Over and over, his reflection began to ring in the figure of the woman who used to give him warmth. The figure of a woman who once conceived a fetus like her current self.

Mother ....

He called out slowly in his heart.

Is it really what Dad said? Did you really leave us for the rich businessman.

All the old questions were roaring back in his mind, until suddenly the bell ringing at the door struck him.

Ting Tong's.

"Whoever visits this morning, there's no way Mr. Revan will ever come back, after all Mr. Revan never rings the bell when he gets home."

Ting. Kegs.

The bell rang.

I'll check it first.

Slowly Prilly moved towards the front door, as usual, he did not immediately open, preferring to peek first.

Deg.

That's Miss Priska, with whom she is, that woman looks older, is that her mother?

Ting Tong's.

Ah, how about this, did I just call the young master first?

Prilly heads to the kitchen room, calling Revan for a moment, as he is at a loss as to what to do.

Clik.

"Hello, Mister."

[ .... ]

"Sorry to bother you, Miss Priska is visiting here, what should I do?"

[ .... ]

"What if he asks who I am?"

[ .... ]

"Yes, sir, all right, I understand."

[ .... ]

"Yes, sir be careful too."

Tut's.

Tut's.

The phone was disconnected, Prilly began to take a deep breath before heading back towards the front door. Gaining permission from Revan, he finally opens up a little nervous.

Cklek.

Kriee.

Two beautiful women immediately greeted him. Raut Madame Sharta was a little surprised to find Prilly there, she was surprised how there could be a girl who lived one roof only with her daughter-in-law. While Priska, she was seen here staring at Prilly. All of this made Prilly nervous.

Well, how's this?

"My dear, young master's servant and Miss Priska."

"Servant?" His sight cast aside Prilly's body from top to bottom.

He doesn't look like a waiter. Madam Sharta muttered inwardly.

"Are you a waiter here?"

"Emm," he nodded.

"Are you a single servant?"

"No, Mistress. I was with another waiter, it was just that they were out. Miss Priska can explain this." Considering Priska is an amnesiac girl, Prilly takes the opportunity. Miss Priska couldn't have dodged it, she thought. As Prilly knew, the woman couldn't even remember anything.

Damn it, how dare this village girl lie. He must have known about my amnesia, so he took advantage of this opportunity. Basic sycophant.

"Where's Revan?"

"Mr Revan is away at work."

"Oh, don't you know if Miss Priska has amnesia?"

Gosh, why is his attitude so cold, am I acting wrong? Prilly sighed in heart.

"really?" He pretended to be surprised. "But, young master hasn't said that yet."

"Hmm, is that it?" telisik Madame Sharta. He slightly furrowed his brows as he spoke, making Prilly look down, more cornered, he did not even dare to just stare.

"Please, In. Madam." Prilly stepped aside, gave way.

Madam Sharta entered, followed by Priska from behind, her eyes instantly sweeping the luxurious minimalist space. "So this is Revan's place?" His eyes look like they are talking.

"Yes, ma'am, let me make you a drink." Prilly hurried to the kitchen room, wanting to take a deep breath immediately, after holding his breath for quite a while due to nervousness.

Upon arriving he immediately pulled it in, then blew slowly. Now, the girl started concocting two glasses of juice. Then bring it to them.

The two women were already sitting on the sofa, they really looked like guests. Yes, they are indeed guests, although Prilly argues that Priska is one resident in the apartment.

He put the drink there. "Please drink, Madam."

"Thank you."

"Then I go back." Hurriedly Prilly left, wanting to dodge them immediately, but suddenly Madame Sharta called out to him.

"Wait, what's your name?"

"Aah?" He jumped, looking. "I ... Prilly."

"Hmm, pretty name, sit here." He shook his hand, waving at Prilly.

Oh. ayolaah, what now?

A little awkwardly approaching, Prilly sat down. "Yes, Nyon?"

At once Madame Sharta pulled her arm slowly. "Don't sit down, sit down here. I don't like to see a waitress who squeaks like that." This time, his tone was a little warmer. Even she put on a sweet smile, making Prilly a little confused.

Uh, what's wrong with him?

Now Prilly was sitting right next to him. He still puts a smile on Prilly.

What's with Mamah, why suddenly be gentle with the village. Ahhh, just piss off. Priska grumbled in her heart.

"So your name's Prilly, huh?" The girl nodded. "You're young, it looks like you're the same age as my daughter."

"Ah, yes, it seems so, Miss."

"If you may know why you chose this profession, no company can accept you to work. Or maybe you never had an education at all?"

"Ah, that's right, Madam. I've never felt the world of education." Prilly had to lie again.

You licker, the better he plays. Priska's upset.

"why don't you just get married, isn't there a single guy who proposed to you?"

Be married? The proposal? No one has ever proposed to me except one, he's Mr. Revan.

Prilly laughed awkwardly. "No man has ever proposed to me, madam."

"really? Strange, when you're pretty sweet."

"A-ha-ha, thank you, madam." Prilly laughed.

Huh, just praise him, Mah. As soon as Mamah left, it was my turn to teach a lesson. Priska is getting mad at it.

"Hmm, I'm just here to drop off Mrs Priska, but it looks like you're familiar with her, I'll take her, please keep her as long as Revan hasn't returned yet."

Deg.

Hearing this, Prilly was shocked.

What ... leave Miss Priska here?

"Ah, fine, Mistress. I will take care of Miss Priska until the young master returns."

"Good, then, I'll go first." Madame Sharta rose, standing before her maiden. "Priska, Mamah go first, you stay here with this servant, he is familiar with you, maybe slowly your memory will return."

"Alright, Mah. I'm not okay. You can go home without worrying about me."

"Alright, then, Mamah go first."

Madame Sharta finally completely left, leaving a trail of her shadow on the sofa.

Oh my God, may the young master return soon. Prilly muttered, hoping Revan would come back soon.

Connect ....

Until here first yes, we connect tomorrow morning, hopefully quickly finished. Please guess the storyline according to your expectations, or hope the continuation of the story as desired, all memorized 😄 ⁇