
Kartika who had just returned home, immediately rushed to clean himself, and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner for his little family. And just like always, Bi Ratih is always amazed by Kartika because of his shrewdness in doing anything. Whatever Kartika cooks, it always tastes good. Whether made of what Kartika hand, which is clear Ratih always admires the figure of Kartika who has been his master for several months.
But, despite Kartika being the master, Kartika is always good, and considers Ratih like his own family. And it makes Ratih again amazed by Kartika, already has a beautiful face, smart, diligent cooking and also has a rich husband. It's just that Ratih feels a little sorry for Kartika, because despite how much effort Kartika does good always in not considered by Alex. Everything made by Kartika never get praise from Alex.
If only! If only Alex would open his heart to Kartika a little, maybe Kartika is the most perfect woman who bi Ratih knows.
"What does the lady want to cook today?" ask Ratih while giving onions to Kartika.
"I'll cook the hell chicken." Kartika said with a smile.
"Huh? Hell?" astonished Ratih with the words of his employer who always made him astonished.
"Yes, hell."
"Mrs. Did I not hear wrong? Is madam serious?" Ask Ratih.
"Maha." Kartika laughed at the expression of Ratih who was already confused by the title of the dish.
"I told you it's chicken hell because it's gonna be spicy. You know for yourself that your master likes spicy food."
"Oh yes, madam."
"Well that's him. But I will make two kinds, one spicy and one not. Because Mora and Molki don't like it spicy."
Ratih smiled at Kartika's explanation.
Usually, the employer always orders everything to the housekeeper. But Kartika, it's not like that. Everything about Alex, Molki and Mora was always Kartika who took care of it, and did not let anyone take care of it. That'again Ratih very amazed.
"Mother...." Shouted Mora while running towards the kitchen, where Kartika was still busy installing.
"Mother, I have a school assignment, but I don't understand you. Please help." Mora said while hugging Kartika's body from behind.
"All right." Kartika immediately took off her apron apron.
"Bi Ratih, I cooked the chicken. If the boil please turn off. I'm gonna help Mora first."
"Ready lady." Ratih.
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In the company Alex kept staring at the screen of his phone. He kept staring at Kartika's face, and remembered whether he had met Kartika before the incident where they slept together. However, as far as Alex was concerned, Alex did not remember anything.
"Who are you really?" Muttered Alex.
"Sir." Sapa Aris who just walked into Alex's room.
"Miss Kartika is home. And according to reports, Miss Kartika is currently in Mora's room."
"All right."
"Are we going home now, sir?" ask Aris.
"No."
"Okay sir, then I'll excuse you." Say Aris and get out of Alex's room.
"This time, I'm gonna teach you a lesson, so you realize your place isn't with me." Alex's inner self, staring intently at the photo of Kartika.