
Marsha cleaned the dining table and continued by cleaning the warehouse room that would be occupied later tonight.
As he was cleaning the items scattered on the floor, there was the sound of the door being opened from outside.
Then Marsha headed towards the front door and turned towards the living room, saw Ryan slam the door of his room very hard then he stopped his motorbike and left again.
His shoulders fell, his face looked resigned with the woman slowly continued her work cleaning the warehouse room.
After one o'clock in the afternoon, he finished cleaning the warehouse room, because of the fatigue he became sleepy, heavy, his body felt stiff - sore then he dropped it on his bed mat and did not wait for long the woman was asleep.
"Tok, tock, tock,"
"Assalamualaikum,mb , here I am Bu Dyah, I want to take laundry!!"
The sleeping Marsha was shocked to hear the knocking of the door, then she got up and headed straight towards the front door.
At the door of the front door and I look at someone middle-aged standing with a beautiful face even though he is old but still looks young and his graceful appearance.indeed money can change someone to be beautiful even though the original is not beautiful but will look stunning with the appearance of the clothes worn to make it luxurious and elegant.
"Sorry Bu laundrynya not so the problem was clean room even sleepy sorry Mom, how about half an hour later I take to the house of the laundry mother, while I iron it first Mom?"
"Yetul ya mb later in between, because I'm willing to go arisan and there are clothes that I want to wear,"
"Yes Ma'am I really delivered once again I'm sorry ma'am, ' I replied regretfully because I fell asleep earlier.
Then Marsha took the clothes that wanted to iron, her eyes blankly staring at the window.
He's still looking for what he did wrong, so Ryan hates him so much and tells him to sleep in the barn.
Tears were not flowing in the corner of his eyes without being ordered, still remembered Ryan's treatment of him.
forced to sell his big house and move to a small house in the village because of economic turmoil.
Let alone school to eat a hard day.
So I just graduated Junior High at my own expense working to clean the neighboring house and pay for me to pay for school.
Daydreams made his eyes closed and in addition to the breeze blowing from the window.
"bruuk," the sound of the door being kicked in from the outside.
"Basic slackers,"
Marsha felt shocked from her daydream.
The basket of clothes was thrown at my head and it hurt to penetrate the recesses of the heart.
"Why did Miss Dyah call me when the laundry wasn't done, huh!!"
"I'm sorry I overslept the room," I refute.
Then Ryan pulled my collar and in the blow I stared at the wall of my body.I fell silent and moaned slowly withstanding the pain.
"Hey, you're not here to eat and sleep well - how much better, how many times have I told you, you're here to obey my orders if you want to stay in this house!!!"
Ryan's voice was so loud and cold, Marsha only paused for a moment then continued ironing the clothes so as not to cause a squabble.Until when she had to endure the prolonged and endless pain, Unite