The Young Master's Substitute

Unassumed

Tonight, Syanum is still in the kitchen with Mbak Asih. Since then, he has been silent. I don't know what he's thinking right now.

"Non. Why just shut up? What else do you think?" ask Mbak Asih.

"I'm just concerned about this family again. Poor Madam and Mister. Lately, they've been put through a lot of trials."

Maak Asih. "Yes." Yeah."

"Try on asih thought. Since the disappearance of Non Mentari, ordeal after ordeal has come in turn. Starting from the plane crash, until Mrs Reva is sick."

"Oh yes. How do you call him Mr and Madam again? Why Non? they're your in-laws."

"Yes, I know. But I don't think I deserve to be their daughter-in-law. Me and Mr. Fabian are like heaven and earth. It is a huge difference in our social level. And again, Mr. Fabian doesn't want to consider me a wife either."

"Sinful, a husband does not want to support his wife. Worship is not just in matter. The inner breath is also necessary. If Mr. Fabian doesn't want to give you an inner living, why do you want to marry him. Marriage needs love. Not just material."

Mbak Asih is actually concerned about the condition of Syanum. Syanum should marry a man who does not love her at all.

It's impossible for a Fabian to fall in love with a village woman like Syanum. Because Fabian is the son of a director. Syanum, the son of the driver. Their differences are far away. And Fabian is also a man whose taste is very high. He's a man of prestige and his ego is also high. And either Syanum is willing or not to stand with the man.

"I'm married to Mr. Fabian, not because of Ma'am's material. But I just don't feel good if I have to refuse Mr. Damar's request. I don't want to disappoint him. Because all this time I know that Mr. Damar has been very good with my family."

"You are a very good woman, Syanum. It should be lucky that Mr. Fabian can get a wife as good as you. You always attach greater importance to the happiness of others than to your own."

Syanum breathed deeply.

"Entahlah Mbak Asih. I can or can't survive a marriage like this."

"If you are not strong, to undergo this marriage, you better not continue this marriage. You also deserve to be happy Syanum. You deserve a good man and love you."

Syanum.

"Bak doesn't mean anything. As a woman, you know how you feel. Not considered a wife by her own husband is not good Syanum."

Since then, Syanum and Mbak Asih are still chatting in the kitchen. Suddenly, Mr. Damar's voice was heard.

"Syanum...! Shannum...!" exclaim Mr. Damar.

"Tuh Non. Called his father-in-law," said Mbak Asih.

"Yes. I went there first."

Syanum left Mbak Asih and stepped towards his father-in-law.

"Yes Pa."

"Syanum. What are you doing in the kitchen?" ask Mr. Damar.

"Again bantuin Mbak Asih cook Pa," said Syanum.

"Syanum. Now you're my son-in-law. You don't have to help Mama Asih. Mama can certainly be alone. From now on, papa asks you to focus on serving your husband."

"I mean papa?"

"You are what Syanum is. From now on you must learn to be a good wife. Now your husband has to work in papa's office. So you have to take care of all the needs. Like preparing his work clothes, making drinks, and preparing breakfast."

"Yes Pa."

"Father has to rush to the office."

"Why not have breakfast?"ask Syanum.

Mr. Damar shook his head.

"No. Oh yes Syanum. Papa wants to leave mama, Dimas, and Dila to you. You are the one at home. Please, take care of them until they're healed. You're the only person you can count on."

Syanum just nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Please, your husband will wake up and tell nyusulin papa to the office quickly."

Syanum just nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Be careful on Pa's street."

Mr. Damar nodded. After that, he left Syanum.

***

On the other hand, Fabian was still lying in his room. The sunshine this morning, has penetrated into the cracks of Fabian's room window.

Fabian opened his eyes.

"Duh, a stark glare. What time is it" Fabian said, closing his eyes with his arms.

Fabian looked at the clock above the nightstand. Time has shown seven in the morning.

"Huh, it's seven o'clock. I'm misfortune. I'm gonna have to go to the same papa's office."

Fabian inched to a seat and directly got off his bed. He took a towel and went into the bathroom.

Tok tok...

"Young master, what are you doing inside? why haven't you been out since?"

Syanum was still standing in front of her husband's room. She was afraid to wake her husband. Since then, he had also hesitated to enter Fabian's room.

There was no confirmation from inside Fabian's room. Syanum, who was still curious, then tried to open the door to Fabian's room.

"Oh, it's not in the door lock. If you know it's not in the key, why didn't I enter from earlier."

Syanum then stepped inside Fabian's room. He stepped closer towards Fabian's bed.

"Master Fabian where are you? is he out?" shanum muttered that did not see Fabian in bed.

Syanum then sat down at Fabian's bedside while observing Fabian's room and Fabian's belongings.

I didn't expect that I would marry an arrogant man like Mr. Fabian. Why is my life like this. Marrying a cold man like a young master. She doesn't consider me a wife.

"Rightly what Mbak Asih said. It's free that I stick with a marriage that doesn't make me happy at all. I also deserve to be happy. But, not with my young master of happiness. So, why do I marry if my mind is tormented continues like this" muttered Syanum.

Syanum was still daydreaming in Fabian's room. He didn't realize Fabian had gone out of the bathroom. Fabian was still wrapped around the towel on his waist.

Fabian was surprised to see his wife in his room. Fabian hurriedly stepped over to Syanum.

"Syanum."

The Syanum that was called was silent. It seemed, he did not hear Fabian's words.

"Syanum. What are you doing here?" ask Fabian.

"Syanum...!" fabian shouted which made Syanum jumped in shock.

"Eh, yes Young master. What's up?"

Syanum immediately stood up and looked at her husband.

"Why are you in my room heh...! who told you to go into my room Shanum...!"

Syanum looked nervous. Especially when he saw Fabian. Fabian currently only wore towels from the waist to the knees. Actually Syanum was embarrassed as well when he looked at Fabian's body. Just this time Syanum saw Fabian bare-chested.

"Sorry, I-if I'm so presumptuous to enter here Young Master. I just...!"

Syanum could only straighten his saliva as he looked at Fabian. Fabian seemed to be very angry at Syanum.

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