Being Forced to Be Third
Chapters. 18. Fayyad Albiruni Haris's

Fayyad hurriedly walked towards the car parked inside the trunk of Sabi's house. While Sabi had been tailing tailing wherever her husband went obediently without asking much, only from the radiance of her eyes showed many questions behind it.

Fayyad before getting into his car he turned his head towards Sabiah the young girl who had the status of his second wife.

"Remember tonight I will come again, you must be prepared to welcome me, and most importantly you wear the clothes I buy you must wear," he said Fayyad was warning Sabi to meet all the requirements he said.

Sabi was just trying to smile obediently and there were so many questions that came to her mind regarding her cousin's brother. Fayyad told Sabia again before getting into her car.

"Remember! Never have I come here and what we do is known to Daniah. You have to keep it a secret and secondly a new assistant housekeeper that I have chosen specifically for you two people will come" Fayyad said before getting into his car.

"Ta-pi ke-na-pa should be kept secret all Mr Fay?" Sabiyah Protest.

Fayyad did not say anything or respond to him because he was too hasty given there is a meeting schedule that must be attended before ten in the morning. He stared intently at his young wife. Sabi who was stared at like that immediately understood the meaning of her husband's gaze.

Sabiyah was also astonished to see his car garage which contained a motorcycle and a car that was black. While the only car used by Fayyad is metallic white.

Is this like his life a man married two yah? Must be all secret from the first wife.

Sabi sighed loudly enough, O God I only hope that this marriage and our relationship in the future brings goodness and blessings in our lives.

Sabiah closed the garage of his house slowly, he was still sometimes amazed by the situation that occurred in his life.

Only a year at most I stayed in this house and then will come back like Sabiah Laika Badiah Khaerudin back.

Sabi then walked around her house, because she wanted to see the condition of the whole house.

I don't know how many years I raised money to buy a house this big? By the way, where did the money come from. If only from the chaotic work until when will I be able to collect it and buy a house?

Sabi continued to walk towards the house until her feet reached the ceramic floor of her kitchen. He saw clearly the refrigerator refrigerator is quite large and high which is the same size as his body.

Subhanallah the refrigerator is big, the refrigerator at my home in Makassar compared to this one, is very much different.

Sabi admired the refrigerator that was large enough that its size even exceeded his height. He felt the surface of the refrigerator that was still shiny.

It must be very expensive, meaning Mr. Fay is really rich and generous for buying me a refrigerator this good.

Sabi was curious about what was in it, he was amazed and amazed because the contents in the refrigerator was complete.

Starting from the type of vegetables, snacks, bottled drinks, canned drinks, canned fruit, fresh fruits, meat, fish, shrimp, sausage, and so on, meatballs and a variety of instant spices and kitchen spices that are ready to be processed.

"Masya Allah is a refrigerator like indo April only super complete! If I can cook a variety of dishes. Hemphs! I would practice cooking as Haja Nurmi's mother often taught me when I worked at her grocery store.

During the day, Sabi who was cooking a special meal for her lunch was surprised by the clanking of bells in front of her house which is large enough for her who is currently alone.

"Who's coming to visit during the day, what is it Ma'am Dania or Mr Fay who has returned from his office? But he said that later tonight came means not Mr. Fay dong. Who's that then?" His great-grandson Sabi who began to be a little afraid and doubtful with his guest.

He walked in a hurry because he did not want to make his guests wait too long. Sabi did not even have time to fix the location of her hijab before opening the door of her house.

"Wait on! Be patient about why!" Shouted Sabi from behind the door before turning the doorknob of her house.

The sound of the two-leaved door was wide open.

Sabi stared at the look towards the two people who were standing in front of the doorway of her house.

"Good afternoon Young Madam, we are the art specially ordered by Young Master Fayyadh to be the art in your home," she said a woman who was estimated to be around forties wore a milk-brown hijab.

"We will both work in this house Young Madam and introduce my name Hidayatulah Nurmansyah, if Madam just call me by the name of Mr. Hidayat," he said a man standing to his right the other woman.

Oh Allah is very young his second wife Mr. Fayyad, this is his name in droves. Still young, Mr. Fayyad's pantesan assigned a special task to both of us and had to keep it secret from anyone.

"Ohh are you the ones Mr. Fay ordered to help me in this house?" Ask Sabiah.

Both of them spontaneously nodded their heads with the look of their eyes constantly watching Sabiah.

If examined from top to bottom, look forward to this young wife Pak Fayyad compared to Mrs Daniah and still this soon.

The rich do act at will, if there is power, wealth and luxury must be easy to get what they want. Just flicking his fingers is available.

The two are at war with each other's thoughts in his mind after seeing and meeting Sabiah.

Beautiful, but only less than his appearance that looks clearly still a boy.

While Sabiah who was watched carefully by the two felt uncomfortable and unwell.

"Pardon us if the arrival of the two of us disrupts your lunch break, introduce me is bi Nurmala Sari while my colleague is Mr. Hidayat, from this second we will work with Young Madam," he added Bi Nurmala who introduced himself and his coworkers in front of Sabi.

Sabi also welcomed the two hands in turn," Sabiah Nafiah Laila Pak, Bu," he said kindly.

"Can we go in? Pity my hands have been sore with our bags." Candanya mr. Hidayat.

Sabi gasped when she heard Mr. Hidayat's words, "oh sorry, please come in. Your room is both at the very back. Father same mother please choose the second room which you like," Sabi said with a smile full of hospitality.

"Thank you many Young Madam, God willing we will do our best to serve and help Madam, so from today you will not cook any more food because there is already me," he said bi Nurmala while walking behind him Sabi.

God seems to have art and become rich. Everything there is to help do not have to bother to work alone to meet my needs.

Whether this is a blessing in my life the beginning of happiness or vice versa.