
"Aren't these days very quiet?" tukas Sinta invited his bodyguard to speak. This time there was Jane and Karen escorting him.
"You're right, madam!" reply Jane politely.
"Nobody has been making a fuss for about three days, madam!" added Karen by adding all the time.
"It's good, but I'm a little afraid that it's just a quiet time before the storm" I'm the woman watering the plants.
Jane patted his chest confidently. "You take it easy, madam. We are here to protect you!"
Karen agreed. "Really! That's why we were hired by master?!"
Sinta smiled thinly. "Thank you, I'm calm because there are you guys" said the woman. "If you weren't around, I'd be so lonely in a house this big" he continued, chuckling.
"It is precisely us who feel lucky to be recruited to work in this comfortable place, madam!"
"We'll protect you no matter what?!"
The two bodyguards also promised Sinta's safety as the top priority of their duties. No one would be able to touch their client even if it was just a strand of Sinta's hair.
"Thank you," said Sinta sincerely. "Ah, will you accompany me to eat a cake? Of course after I wash my hands,"
"We will follow your request, madam!" reply the two in unison.
The three women also forgot the boundary between superiors and subordinates. They chatted casually as if they had been friends for a long time.
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At night, Jamal was focusing on typing something on his laptop. The wife approached with a glass of tea in her hand. "A lot of work, ma'am?" ask the woman. Since her husband said that he was not an ordinary employee, since then his partner often brought his work home. Her husband could not bring home a job for fear of being found out. Even though Sinta looked carefully, the woman did not necessarily understand what she was reading.
"Don't be too tired, ma'am. I don't want you to be sick" Sinta said gently.
"A little more, I'm also not maxing myself, really," Jamal said quickly. Not forgetting to show his stupid grin.
"Where is your day today? No problem, right?"
Sinta shook her head slowly. "Nobody, I spent time in the greenhouse after the house business was over, mas. I also got along with Jane and Karen this afternoon,"
"His mother is sulking," said Sinta, even teasing her husband who sulked upset. The woman even mengoel-noel the cheeks of the husband so anxious with Jamal's behavior. Already aged kok is still jealous, not to mention the object that is the target of his jealousy is female. How could Sinta refrain from flirting with her husband like this.
"But, mas .. I was a little worried that this was just a quiet time before the storm hit. Could it be that your family just wants to let me off guard, and they will attack again when the opportunity is there, right?"
Jamal speechless. His mouth was open, but he didn't know what to say. He himself stated that he would not inform his wife of his conduct with Laras. So how could he have broken that. It is better that his wife knows nothing and just live happily as she is now. After all, this game was only done temporarily, until all the spies of the grandfather were pulled from his duties. Until he believes that his family no longer bothers Sinta, his wife.
"Maybe they're tired because you're so strong and we're fine" Jamal said. He couldn't be completely honest, so he had to give a reason that sounded reasonable.
Sinta nodded her head, her husband's words also sounded reasonable. He also hoped that this was what really happened. "I hope so, mas,"
"It's night, you go to sleep first. Mas will follow after finishing this," said Jamal who saw his wife yawn several times.
"Sorry, mom. I even chatted when I was busy again," said Sinta rubbed his eyes that felt a little sore and watery. Ah, she's very sleepy right now.
"No problem, I love spending time doing anything with you, my beautiful wife!" the compliments tucked away warmed the heart of Sinta who heard them. "Thank you for the tea, I'll spend it!" said the man again.
Sinta nodded slowly, the woman returned to their room and immediately laid her body down. He was tired, he desperately wanted to close his eyes and rest quickly.
While asleep, the sound of the phone ringing teased Sinta. The woman opened her eyes and picked up the call that went into her husband's phone. Jamal himself allowed his wife to take the call she got if she couldn't or do anything else. Since her husband is still in the workspace, Sinta also received the phone with the intention of giving the phone to her husband while he received a call.
Not saying anything yet, the panicked voice across there made Sinta swallow the words she wanted to say. She stared at her husband's cell phone screen with a look of disbelief. Is this another truth that her husband hid from her.
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On the other side of the connection, Laras actually looks confused and frustrated. He wanted to call his friend back but he didn't. It is possible that Jamal is with his wife and cannot talk on the phone. But it can be crazy she faces questions her father and mother ask about the truth of their relationship. Laras had to answer like what if it was like this. As a result, the woman fled the house and chose to stay in the hotel for a while.
"If I go crazy or get beaten to death by my father, I'll haunt you, Jamal!" hiss Laras with a vengeful look. This was all the fault of his comrades who could only think of an idea like this. He was also dragged into trouble when his parents heard rumors that were happening in his office. He wanted to explain everything without anything being covered, but what if it was heard by his friend's grandfather. Surely the intensity of the disturbance experienced by Sinta will increase and Laras does not want it to happen.
"Know, ah! The bodo! I want to sleep!!!" tukas Laras grumbled annoyed.
What Laras did not know, the one who received his call was Sinta herself. The least people should know what they're playing behind that woman.
Now Sinta can only guess, thinking her husband is really playing crazy with his own best friend. Ah, maybe this is how the fate of the household is written. When she was happy, she knew at that moment that her husband had more relationships with his friends. Poor woman who might be abandoned, what should she do now.