Thorny Love

*Chapter 17

"Yes. It's me, Mommy. From now on, she is my daughter-in-law in this house. You should listen to what he says. Because from now on, she is the mistress of this house."

"Then, what about lady Zia, big lady?" ask bik Imah timidly.

"Ziana is no longer the mistress here. You don't have to listen to what Zia has to say."

"But the big lady. Lady Zia .... "

"Bik Came! What you pay in this house is Rama, not Ziana. So, you must listen to what I say as mama Rama, your real boss. If not, you can leave the house. There are still many maids who want to work in this house if you stop," Sinta said in a high tone.

"Ma-sorry big lady. I will listen to what the great madam has to say. Please don't fire me, because I desperately need this job to finance my family, big lady, Mr. Rama."

"I wouldn't fire you if you wanted to follow what Mom and Laila said, bik" Rama said.

"Okay, mr. Rama, fine. I'll listen to what the great madam and .... "

"Madamary young. Call her young mistress," said Sinta cutting off Bik Imah's words quickly.

"Good big lady. I'll listen to what the big lady and the young mistress have to say."

"Good if that's it. Now, prepare a room for the young lady! He still hasn't fully healed. He has to rest a lot" Sinta said again.

"Okay, big lady" said bik Imah.

Bik Imah did what Sinta and Rama said. He immediately left the living room to prepare a room for Laila. Although Bik Imah did what Sinta and Rama said, but he did the command with a heavy heart. Because he thought about Zia's situation.

'Where is Madam Zia now? Why did Lord Rama bring his wife back to this house? Does Lord Rama have no heart? Poor lady Zia. He is constantly betrayed by everyone close to him, said bik Imah in his heart.

Finished he prepared a room for Laila. Bik Imah came out to report to Sinta and Rama, if what he was doing was done.

He walked into the family room. Where Sinta, Rama and Laila were chatting with happy faces.

"Sorry Mr. Rama, big lady, young mistress, I disturb all of you who are chatting. I'm just here to tell you, if the guest room has been cleaned up for the young mistress."

"What! Guest room?" laila asked with a face she didn't like.

"Mas, I'm not a guest here. Why did this aunt even prepare a guest room for me anyway? Am I really a guest in this house, Mom?" laila asked with a sad face.

"Bik How the hell? Why do guest rooms for Laila? Aunty thinks Laila's such a guest in this house? Quickly prepare the master room for Laila!" said Sinta in an annoyed tone.

"Bik, that. Listen to what Mom says! From today, Laila will occupy the main room" Rama said.

"But Lord Rama, what about Lady Zia? Is not the main room is the room of Lord Rama with Lady Zia," said bik Imah felt bad.

"Mah! You really don't want to work here anymore, do you? I told you before, your job is just to follow what we say. Not to argue," said Sinta angrily.

"Mama right bik, just listen to what we say! Aunty's my partner, isn't she? Not the same Ziana. Besides, that room was my room, too, right?"

"Yes, yes sir, big lady. I will follow what the Master and Madam have said. But .... "

"Oh my God, but what else is a bik?" rama asked in annoyance.

"Mistress Zia's belongings should I move to where Lord Rama is? Isn't that room filled with Zia's stuff."

"Let it stay in place. No need to move anywhere. I don't mind Zia's stuff" said Laila.

"Ba-happily. I'm sorry sir, madam," said Imah as she left the living room.

'Very sorry lady Zia. Not only the husband that the woman mastered, the property also, ' said Imah in his heart.

'But what a pity, I can't do anything to help Ms. Zia. Now, I feel more and more guilty towards Madame Zia. Forgive aunt madam. One day, if aunt has a chance, auntie will help lady Zia, ' said Imah in her heart while preparing the master room for Laila's resting place.

After preparing the room, Imah immediately told Rama and the others that he had done their orders well. Listening to what Imah said, Rama immediately took Laila to the room.

Arriving at the room, Laila was amazed not dumbstruck. The main room is very beautiful and special. How not, the room was decorated wholeheartedly by Zia.

"Mas, is this your room?" tanya Laila continued to look around the room.

"Yes, La. This is my room and .... " Rama stopped her speech because she did not want to make Laila hurt.

"And what, mas? Your room and Zia's mom? Aye? Already, you don't have to feel bad or fear that I'm hurt like that, I don't know why. Because I know who I really am."

"La, I'm sorry for what happened. For my mistake, especially for the mistake that Zia made on me and our future child," said Rama with a guilty face.

"Mas, already. Don't be tipped off again. You don't want me to feel hurt and sad anymore, do you? I feel better than I did yesterday. So please, don't make me sad again."