Assumption
Mariska

Ms. Sumarni immediately opened the door. So, he knocked just to let them know of their arrival. 

A woman in her white nightgown was sleeping. His face was very pale and thin. He wanted to cry to see it.

What happened to Mariska? The woman he once knew; beautiful, cheerful and with her synthetic body, was gone.

Mariska is a village flower. Many young men fell in love with her, but she preferred to marry men from outside the village who came from a family of being. So, it was only natural that he received the proposal. Yes, it was Irwan.

After marriage, Mariska was taken by her husband and in-laws to the city. Mariska used to be from a simple family, now her family life is very rich in the village there.

Mariska's marriage can really raise the level of her family.

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But now what Disa saw. A beautiful and cheerful woman was different, her face was very pale, even breathing seemed very difficult, her bones were very prominent on the surface of her skin.

"What's wrong with her?" muttered Disa. "Why not be taken to the hospital if indeed Ms. Mariska is sick."

Disa really does not understand what is wrong with her employer's family.

"Monya—breakfast first, huh? Then take the medicine," said Sumarni 

Before long the eyeballs opened, and stared at them. Mariska simply nodded in response to the words of her assistant chief.

"You serve the Madam well and painstakingly" Sumarni ordered, he then went out and closed the door.

Can also put a tray on the nightstand, and help Madam Mariska sit by stacking pillows so as not to choke when bribing her later.

Can bring the glass filled with water closer to his employer, so that his employer can refresh his throat first.

When Disa was about to bribe her, Mariska said, "Are You There?"

Disa also smiled, apparently Madam Mariska still recognized him even though she had not met for 5 years. Yes, ever since Mrs Mariska followed her husband and father-in-law, Disa never saw her again.

Mariska did return to her home several times in the village, but only a few days. For more than 2 years, Mariska never came home, and Disa could never meet him while in the village.

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"Yes Madam" replied Disa politely.

And Mariska smiled, though Disa looked bitterly at her master's smile. How not, when smiling like that, his cheekbones were like they were about to tear his skin.

"You, you call the Madam everything, ma'am as usual." Mariska was reluctant to call her roommate.

"Mrs eat first, huh? If not, then I will be angry at Sum." Disa then immediately bribed her employer, Disa knew Mariska was a good woman.

Disa painstakingly feeds her employer, it is seen that her employer is very happy with the presence of Disa. 

"Kok suddenly you can work here, Dis?"

"Yes my mistress was told to auntie if, Kanjeng Ibu needs employees for her shop," Disa replied honestly.

"No need to call Mrs Dis, you call Ma'am only," she asked again, sighing.

"Don't be so Madam, here are the rules so, later I get in trouble," said Disa who asked for understanding from her employer.

"Hemmm .. Yes, but, it's a little strange that you call, Dis." Again and again Lady Mariska tried to laugh with her remaining energy.

"Mrs take the medicine first, huh? Then rest again," asked Disa who thought if it seemed like Madame Mariska was indeed in a great pain. 

Can you think, does Madam Mariska's family in the village know about her condition? But he felt he had no right to interfere with his employer's family affairs.

"But you're with me until I go to sleep, aren't you? I'm so glad to see you" she asked with beaming eyes.

"Okay Madam," said Disa then helped her employer to take her medicine and return to lay her body.

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"When you apply to be a store employee, why are you still here, Dis?" mariska said astonished.

"In the meantime, I was told to look after the Madam."

"I'm sorry Dis" said Mariska with tears streaming down the corner of her eyes.

"Working in the store will be called by employees, but if you take care of me you will be called a maid," he said.

"I don't care what the Madam says, working together. After all I was happy to be close to Madam," Disa replied honestly, and indeed she was very happy to be able to take care of her employer as well as her childhood friend.

"Thank you, is it Dis?" after saying that, Mariska's eyes closed, with regular breathing. Now, there's a tinge of red on his cheek, not as pale as before.

After the Master fell asleep, Disa then covered him and walked out of the room.

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While walking Disa was hit by a small child. It was known that it was the Son of Mariska, Ndoro Putra. 

"Be careful Ndoro Putra," said Disa politely. But her little master ran and hid behind Mita while peeking.

"That's Missed. Don't be afraid of Ndoro" said Mita explained who Disa was.

Then the master's son stood beside Mita, holding her hand.

Mita then squatted to align her height with the child in her foster. "Ndoro played with Miss Disa first, huh? Mita's going to the toilet."

Mita then walked up to Disa, and took the tray in Disa's hand. "Jaga Ndoro Putra, I want to do another job" he said.

Disa does not know what is with her friend, but Disa can see it looks like Mita is not very fond of looking after their employer's child, seen easily Mita threw the task at him, but Disa resigned, but, after all Putra was the son of his friend, only Disa was worried that the child was not comfortable with him.

Disa also squatted to align herself. "Ndoro played with Madam Disa first huh?" the door was gentle, hoping that the master's son would not refuse.

The son nodded, he spread his hands asking Disa to carry him, Disa who understood the meaning of her master's child then carried her.

"Where are you going to play?"

His master's son had not yet made a sound from earlier, Ndoro Putra simply pointed to where he wanted to go.

The son invited Disa to play in the back, and he pointed at the gazebo. He also obeyed.

There was a strange feeling as Disa approached the gazebo, suddenly her nape was bristling. Just about to sit himself down, he was startled by the old man who came carrying twig scissors, to arrange the trees around.

"Who are you?" he said with a probing view.

"My Sa— Disa Pak, the new maid here," said Disa who was frightened, she immediately carried her employer's child.

"You play somewhere else, not here!" the man's orders were firm.

Disa nodded immediately. When he was about to turn around the Son cried, asking Disa to go back there.

There was also a dilemma, he was ordered not to go to the gazebo, but when he left it, his employer's son cried roaring while continuing to hit him.

So as to make Bu Sumarni come closer to him.

"What's the matter Dis?" tanyanya while seizing their master's son from his carrier. The son immediately stopped his crying when he was in Bu Sumarni's arms.

"Tadi Ndoro Putra asked to play in the gazebo Bu, but there were old fathers forbidding us to play there. When I took Ndoro away, Ndoro was crying Bu," said Disa.

"Ndoro ngajak Mbak Disa play in the gazebo?" ask Bu Sumarni to their master's son. And Ndoro Putra shook his head when he answered Bu Sumarni's words, he lied to Bu Sumarni and it succeeded in making Disa surprised, that little boy was already good at lying.

"Then Ndoro cried why?" ask Bu Sumarni later.

"I don't like that Ma'am," pointed her towards Disa. Finally the boy let out his voice, and once he spoke, it turned out that the Son did not like Disa.

Can be confused why such a small child can not like him, he just met the child, and felt no mistake, as soon as the child of his master did not like him.

He wanted to cry, he was scared. What if he gets fired.

"Don't invite Ndoro Putra to play in the gazebo. Where is Mita? Why are you taking care of Ndoro Putra?" cerca Ms. Sumarni.

Being able to breathe a little relieved, it seemed like he would not be fired. He will remember not to take his employer's child to the gazebo again.

It looks like the gazebo is a forbidden place to visit, and unfortunately Mita also did not tell, what are the prohibitions when guarding their employer's children.

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