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Kiran's phone vibrates at the time of her office.
1 WhatsApp message from husband.
Aslan:
Ran, all your stuff has been delivered to our new house, Bude Asni is also there. I'll send you the address of the house. Later in the night I will accompany you to sleep there, I will go home first to see Maya.
Kiran smiled, then she quickly replied to the message.
Kirans:
Thank you, Mas. Ilove you.
His speech replied to the Sumi's severance.
After that Kiran smiled, she was happy, finally she was able to get out of the main house. It was nothing, even though Yuli and Iwan loved him so much, but still he felt uncomfortable. It feels at home that the movement is limited.
"Let's Ran go home, why smile?" tanya Agung, seen the friend who smiles himself is not clear. Did he start sugar because he saw Alfat earlier? thought guessing.
Not heeding Agung's question, Kiran got up from her seat and rushed home. Go home to his own house, in that house he will rule.
At exactly 5pm, Kiran arrived at her house. The house is quite large, but certainly not as big as the main house and there is no 2nd floor.
Kiran did not take the blame, as this was much more beautiful than she had imagined so far when she was about to get out of the main house. Thought Kiran, he would instead end up contracting a house.
It turns out not only Asni who moved here, but also Budi who is in charge of maintaining home security.
"Bude!" kiran shouted as she had entered the house, Budi gave the spare key to the employer when Kiran just got out of the car.
Asni who felt called straight closer to the source of the voice, she slightly ran fearing Kiran would get angry if she came too late.
"What's the matter, ma'am?" asni asked a little afraid, for Kiran was an arrogant master, because during her stay in the main house, Kiran never asked for help on ART there, even Kiran never once went to the kitchen to cook.
Kiran did not immediately reply, she smiled widely.
"Bude, thank you, for accompanying me to stay here. Bude did not try to cook food for me, bude cooked alone for Bude and Pak Budi. Let me cook for myself." explains Kiran.
"It's nothing Bude, it's just that I used to cook myself, and the food was not that fatty-fat like at Umi's house." Kiran chimps again honestly with a clear majah. Didn't want Asni to be misunderstood for this wish.
Asni nodded with a smile, at least she already knew the habits of her master, the picky eater.
Naturally, Madam looks beautiful and youthful. Inner Asni.
"Yes Madam, but if there is any need just tell me." replied Asni sincerely.
"Yes Bude, if the homework is done bude rest only. If you want to see the TV do not hesitate." explained Kiran and Asni nodded.
After saying that, Kiran immediately rushed into the kitchen. Saving some of the food that he had bought earlier to the refrigerator.
Asni smiled looking at the departure of the master.
O Allah, forgive me, all this time I did not like Mrs Kiran and judged her bad. But when I talk to him for a while like this I can already feel that Madam is a good person. Inner regrets.
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Until 8pm, Aslan had not yet reached Kiran's house. Honestly, she was waiting for her husband to arrive.
"Did Maya not allow Aslan to come here?" mumbling slowly.
"What Mistress?" ask Asni who is not clearly heard.
Kiran smiled clumsyly, forgetting that next to her was a bude Asni. They were both watching television in the living room.
"No Bude," Kiran replied as she shook her head.
Is this a house or house waiting? Inner Kiran was upset.
Suppose Aslan said if he couldn't come here, Kiran wouldn't have expected more. But alas, the word Coming has already been spoken and Kiran hopes full of those words will be fulfilled.
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In the main house.
Maya feels so weak, she continues to hold the hand of the husband so as not to leave.
"May, tonight let Umi who accompanies you sleep, son. Let Aslan meet Kiran first, pity Kiran, because it's her first night living in a foreign house." Yuli.
It's nothing, actually Kiran has given up a lot and Yuli knows it. Since Maya became pregnant, Aslan spent more nights with Maya even when her night rations were up.
"Darling, sleep with Umi tonight?" pinta Aslan too, not that he does not love the first wife anymore. But now the circumstances are different, he has another wife to take care of.
Maya fell silent, her heart was like being accidentally crushed by her husband and in-laws at once.
I was pregnant, but why are they still thinking about Kiran? even after Kiran left this house. Maya asked inwardly, a heart filled with vexation.
Slowly, Maya starts to let go of her husband. Even with a heavy heart.
"Alright Mas, I give in." replied Maya cf. I cf.
Aslan and Yuli fell silent, understanding that pregnant women are more sensitive.
"Go and meet Kiran, I send her a greeting."
Aslan nodded and Yuli smiled.
Without another babibu, Aslan kissed his wife on the forehead and rushed out. He had to get to Kiran's house before the night got late.
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At half-time 10 p.m., Kiran's house bell rang. Asni who was watching TV moved slowly to get up and open the door.
As expected, if the guest who comes at night like this must be the Master, his own master.
"Sir, the silan came in." Asni said politely and Aslan entered immediately in haste.
"Has Kiran slept?"
"It's Master." replied Asni as is.
But not long after, Aslan's hasty steps stopped in the middle room. He saw the sleeping wife curled up on the sofa.
"Sleep here?"
"Yes, sir," Asni replied in a soft voice, not wanting to create a sound that could wake Kiran up.
Aslan then ordered Asni to rest immediately. After Asni left, she approached the wife.
Aslan crouched down with one of his knees as a pedestal, looking at Kiran's face that was already sound asleep.
In her eyes, Kiran was so beautiful despite being asleep like this. The more he looked at it, the more he fell asleep, as if the face was perfectly sculpted.
"Ran." call Aslan quietly, one hand tidying the wife's hair that fell to the face.
Feeling movement, Kiran squirms, her sleep is disturbed.
Slowly, the eyes opened and the first thing she saw was the face of her husband.
Dreamlike. Inner Kiran.