Alin and Hazar
CHAPTER 31

Wira and her mother are seen cleaning the garden in front of her house. Suddenly a man dressed all in black in a neat-looking suit greeted them from behind a fence.

Mama Wira stood up to the man. “There can I help?” ask Mama.

“I'm coming to pick you up Mistress!”

“I! Madam! Hey.” Mama was grim, only this time she was called by the name of Madam. “You wrong address may.” Mama flicked her hands with a smile still on her lips.

“I'm Bobi, his personal driver Miss Alin.” Replied Bobi, still with his flat face.

“Sopirnya Nak Alin!” My mother asked as if unsure.

“Iya Mistress. I was ordered by Mr. Hazar her husband Miss Alin to pick you up.”

Mama looks confused. “Yesterday Nak Alin said, he will be here.” Mama said again.

“Nona Alin is not allowed to leave the house at this time Madam. So you better be prepared. Miss Alin is waiting for you.”

“Who Ma?”

The hero who had just noticed his mother from far away was approaching, because he could see the expression of his mother who looked confused.

“This is the driver Nak Alin. Said he was told to go with Nak Alin to pick up Mama.” Answer Mama.

The hero looks at Bobi. Looks like he did see Alin's driver in the hospital.

“Mama call only him.” Wira.

“Oh yes. I'll call you soon Nak Alinnya.” Mama told Bobi. “Ra you open the fence tell the driver to come in first.” Mom stepped inside the house.

After a few minutes Mama came back out, with her clothes tidy.

“Why not be told to sit his guest Wira.” Mama said when she saw Bobi just standing next to the car.

“Have I bargained Mama, she's the one who doesn't want.” Reply to the man who was washing his hands in tap water.

“Mama will go for a minute. You take care of the rest! Later Mama bring souvenirs for you.”

*

“Aibi...!!!”

Alin shouted from upstairs. All the servants who heard his screams scattered closer to the origin of the sound.

“There's a Miss!.” Pekik Aunt Fatma. The look on her face looked anxious, she was the first to reach upstairs, followed by Aunt Yona and the other maids, who were also panting for breath.

Alin was puzzled by what was happening now. Why did everyone approach her, the feeling she only called Aunt Fatma.

“You are fine Miss?” Aunt Yona asked after being able to catch her breath.

Alin did not reply, he instead approached Aunt Yona. Rubbing the back of Aunt Yona who looks still a bit of trouble to catch her breath.

“I'm fine Aunt. What happened?!” Alin was even more confused.

Aunt Fatma sounded out sigh. “Then why you shouted Miss.” His word.

“I screamed for calling Bibi.” Alin answered lightly.

“Scream you like being strangled bear only!” Aunt Fatma leaned her back against the staircase.

“Hehehe..” Alin. He just realized now. “Sorry Aunty.” Alin's head slightly exalted on Aunt Yona. He felt bad about Aunt Yona's face right now.

“I'm just happy again Auntie. Mama Wira is coming here. Can Auntie cook to entertain my guests.”

“well Miss, I will ask Angel to come back here.” Answer Aunt Yona.

“Eh, no need Aunty. Don't call Angel. Let Aunt Fatma and I cook.”

“But Miss!”

“It's okay Aunt. Aunty and the others mengingan rest again aja.”

“I'll ask the waiter who usually helps Angel to help you Miss!”

*

When Aunt Fatma and four other servants were busy in the kitchen, Alin was busy with his cell phone.

“Aunt what better we cook this alone!”

Alin pointed his phone screen at Aunt Fatma who was washing vegetables.

“This lobster?”

“Iya Aunty. Doesn't this look good!” Alin's eyes looked sparkling, imagining a large lobster laced with a spicy sauce.

“If we cook this. Maybe your guest should stay here Miss.”

“Good then!” Alin was happy to imagine it.

“So you said that Mama Doctor Wira will return to her village this afternoon Miss!”

Alin's face shrieked. “I'll be in the room for a while.” Alin has lost his spirit.

*

Just now Alin reached the cell phone room in his hand suddenly rang. A sign of a call coming in. Alin frowned when he saw who called him.

“Halo!” lazy answer.

“Are you still sleeping?” Ask Hazar.

“Iya!”

“Prepare soon you will be picked up by Karin.”

“Fetched! Went where? Brother, it's not his own brother who asked Bobi to pick up his Mama Wira!” Alin looked upset now. Her husband always did it.

“Can't you just obey what I say! Without having to argue!” Hazar's voice was also heard across the street. Hazar immediately disconnected his phone call after saying so.

“Cih! Look at him always doing as he pleases.” Alin throws his cell phone on the bed.

Alin lazily entered the dressing room, there was no other choice but to obey the will of the Young Master. Alin flipped his clothes in the closet. Because her mood was not good all the clothes looked nothing she could wear.

While watching every outfit reserved for her, Alin felt something was strange. “Why are all my long-sleeved clothes all, and.” Alin opened the closet under her pants and clothes. “This too! What Hazar doesn't like is sexy clothes!” Alin's face immediately sparkled. It was like finding a way to avenge Hazar. “Where did he put my old stuff?” Alin goes around every corner of the locker room to look for his belongings Hazar brought from his apartment.

“What is this!” Alin looked at some big boxes in the corner of the room. He crouched down to open and looked at the contents of the box. “Ah, true.” Alin seemed happy to find the item he was looking for. The contents of the box turned out to be her dress collection first. “Did she really dislike me wearing sexy dresses and outfits? Look at her hiding all my dresses.” Mumbled Alin.

*

Alin sauntered with his panhandle past the few maids who greeted him.

“Where is Aunt Fatma?”

“Aunt Fatma is still in the kitchen Miss.”

“Thanks.” Alin went back to the kitchen.

In the kitchen Alin also found Aunt Yona who was helping Aunt Fatma. Aunt Yona looked surprised at Alin's appearance, but she did not comment.

“Aunt me will be out for a while. Can Bibi entertain and accompany Mama Wira while I go!” alin told Aunt Yona.

“Good Miss!”

“Aunt me out for a while.” Alin touched the back of Aunt Fatma who was busy sauteing seasonings.

“Iya Nona” replied Aunt Fatma. Still busy with his business of turning the spices in the cauldron.

“You are ready Miss?”

Karin was already waiting for Alin in the living room.

“Already, let's go kemon Mbak Karin!” exclaim Alin.