Trapped in Fake Status
A New Threat
“Wah his room is very spacious mattress is also springbed. Hmm, I must be working here. Moreover, her husband was very handsome, but why does his wife look so young huh?“ muttered Aliya considering her meeting with her employer's wife. And thought if Hanum was younger than him.
Aliya opened her carry-on bag containing clothes, which she had brought from the foundation that had been looking for work for her. He began to arrange his clothes one by one into a plastic cabinet that was available in his room.
Aliya grabbed the clothes she was going to wear after taking a bath, she walked towards the bathroom that was near the kitchen. He accidentally saw the Sultan in the kitchen with a glass in his hand.
“Pak, Sultan what do you want to do?“ tanya Aliya walked over to the kitchen table.
The Sultan only glanced at Aliya indifferently, opening the jar containing coffee. Then scoop the coffee into the glass until the coffee scattered on the table.
“Fuck basis!“ sultan was upset to flick his hands that were stained with coffee powder and dirty his shirt.
“Let me make coffee for you, Hanum definitely__ mm_I mean ma'am Hanum must be busy with the baby.“ Aliya quickly grabbed the glass in front of her master. Offering to attract attention is also the sympathy of his employer.
“No need! I prefer coffee made by my wife.“ reject Sultan quickly. Doesn't want to be close to the woman he just accepted work at home. The sultan went from the kitchen to his room, while Aliya looked up and glanced at his master.
“Jaim really, Sihh... Mr Sultan. So gemes know!“ his great-grandson with his wooden attitude.
“Hanum!’’ call the Sultan again from behind the door of Hanum's room.
“What else is it, Mas? Kendra will wake up.“ complains Hanum saw the awkward face of her husband. Making Hanum narrow his eyes in wonder.
“You can make me coffee?” ask her husband a little hesitant and smooth a little tone of speech.
Tumben his mouth is not like bon chili level 37, said Hanum in his heart.
“Wait a minute. I'll make it for you.“
“Create two cups, outside there is a security guard who will work bhere also.“, said Sultan told his wife.
“O... so there is also a security guard has come?“ Hanum immediately walked towards the kitchen, grabbed two cups of coffee and saw coffee grounds splattered on the kitchen table.
“Basic men usually only make troublemakers!“ nagel Hanum cleaned the table with a wet cloth in her hand.
“Bu Hanum!“ call Aliya who just came out of the bathroom.
“Mba Aliya has taken a shower?“ hanum lyrics at a glance. Then back to look at the appearance of the baby sitter who looks sexy. With a tight white tshirt that shows the shape of the curves of his body.
Why is she wearing such sexy clothes? Was he at work before that too?
Thought Hanum shrugged her shoulders no matter what her baby sitter looks like. Two men from different generations were sitting while talking on the front porch, enjoying the smell of tobacco in his mouth.
“Please drink the coffee, Sir!“ said Hanum let his guests whose age does not go far with his late father if he is still there.
“Thank you, Son Hanum.“ said Mr. Amir.
“Bapak already know my name?“ hanum asked pretending not to know glancing at her husband.
“Iya, it was the Sultan who told the father. Nak Hanum can call me Mr. Amir.“ replied Mr. Amir telling me his name.
“Please, Son Hanum!“ said mr. Amir. Hanum goes into her room to see baby Kendra.
Hanum found Kendra had woken up with a small whimper but did not cry.
“Darling, Kendra you're up, son? Mama's son thirsty?“
The mama? But I did not contain it or give birth to it. How can I call myself a mother to Kendra. But my blood runs every drop of it in her body so I'm Kendra's mom.
Hanum smiled happily looking at the little angel's face before him. Then he lifted her up and suckled her sitting in that big enough box.
Hanum forgot to close the partially open door of his room. The sultan who walked accidentally saw the door of his wife's room open. He was also interested in going inside to see his son.
The Sultan saw his wife's pure white shoulder open in part because of breastfeeding her adopted son, Kendra.
“Hanum, be careful you can make our baby choke.“ The sultan took the instruction and just sat down next to his wife who was sitting breastfeeding baby Kendra.
As if nothing ever happened between them, even though every minute there was a debate to cause a cold war between them.
Kendra went back to sleep after her stomach was full. The baby smiled widely several times in his sleep, making the two parents laugh at each other. Teasing her tiny baby who has now changed hands in her papa sling.
“Look dear, Kendra smiled again at us.“ said Sultan unconsciously said a word of affection to Hanum.
“Iya, Kendra is very funny and adorable,“ exclaimed Hanum did not realize also said her husband.
“Already! Let Kendra sleep again.“ prevent her husband from disturbing her son's deep sleep.
“Hanum, tonight I would love to sleep with Kendra. For tonight only, you sleep in your bed and I will sleep in a box with Kendra.“ please Sultan with his class face.
“Just let you take Kendra to bed in your room. I'll pump my ice into a milk bottle, and Kendra won't be thirsty even if she sleeps without me. Part of it I'm going to put in the freezer and you have to get it done before you give it to Kendra.“ Hanum explained.
“Good idea. Tonight at 8 I'll take Kendra to my room.“ The Sultan closed the door to Hanum's room. Heading to the workspace continued his work that was delayed quite a long time.
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Time is turning fast. After finishing his work, the Sultan moved from his study to his room.
But in front of the door of his room Sultan was surprised to find Aliya, in front of his room.
“Aliya! What was? What are you looking for?“ tany Sultan with his face flat.
“I was going to Kendra's room but it looks like I'm lost.“ kilah Aliya lied that's not the original purpose. Yang deliberately made excuses to meet the Sultan and teased him with his slightly bold appearance.
“What are you looking for my wife's room for? Tomorrow you start working to look after Kendra, don't wear the disrespectful clothes I don't like. Work professionally in your field.“ said the Sultan was quite fond of the woman who he thought was shameless.
The Sultan left Aliya in front of his room, with a stiff face that looked embarrassed. The woman thumped her lips while walking towards her room irritated.
“Be careful, Sultan, you have made my pride fall because of your words. I'll make your wife hate you, just look at it later.“ Threatening Aliya is not kidding.
