
Fayad rushed to the mall to continue his work with the piece they had planned before.
Fayad sat in the backseat and then took back his tab to see what happened inside his house with his two wives.
Farhat occasionally observed what his superiors were doing from behind the rearview mirror of his car he was driving.
What the hell happened to him? Her face was not as serious as would normally look stiff, cold and a smile that was so rare and expensive.
But today, just looking at the square-shaped object, able to make his mood change like a person who is kasmaran only.
It is impossible that he was the second puberty, but it is natural that it happened maybe if he already had a wife. Unlike my fate which is still at home. If Silvia had accepted my love, my life would not have been this lonely.
The debate ended after Sabiah stared at bi Nurmala who had shaken her head to ask Sabiah to stop arguing.
"I seem to have chosen wrong to come visit your house, tomorrow-tomorrow if I come back here! I don't want anything like this to happen again like what happened just now!" Threaten Daniah.
Sabi is still not out of thought with the attitude of her older cousin who is very much different from when they still live together in their hometown in Makassar, South Sulawesi.
"Yes Young Madam Daniah, we will not repeat the same mistake again" he said.
"And you Sabiyah Badiah Laika you are the wife of the series from Fayadh Albiruni Haris so please take care of your attitude and behavior. Behave like a Young Mistress instead of a maid!" Ketus Daniah before leaving the place.
"But, Ma'am what harm and harm if eating together with them? Not that they are also like all of us in the eyes of Allah SWT who distinguishes between humans from each other is his charity not because of the position, position or wealth he has," Sabiah spoke out against Daniah's perception.
Sabiah simply smiled in response to his words from his older cousin without intending to argue because it was forbidden and prevented by his aunt Nurmala Sari.
"Why only a small and trivial matter is exaggerated Ma'am, this is my own home is not the home of Mbak or the property of others, so you do not have to bother wasting time and energy to insult and scold Hidayat and bi Nur sir!" Sabiah.
Daniah was quite surprised to hear the words of Sabiah who dared to oppose his decision and his speech.
"If I could conceive my husband's son, how could I possibly want you to be my husband's wife. Amit-amit and I don't want to share a husband with another woman! Especially with a village girl and not as highly educated as you obviously we are not as level!" His lips were Daniah Najida who stared scornfully at Sabiyah.
Daniah immediately sauntered away from his house Sabiah with a fierce anger in his chest.
Sabiyah did not expect that her cousin brother who was already considered her own biological brother said rudely like that.
Mr. Hidayat and aunt Nurmala did not expect if the daughter-in-law of the great family is well-regarded and honored to have a daughter-in-law whose manners and decency are very low.
They had never been one house with them, even since her Young Master married Daniah they lived separately with the extended family of Haris Chandra.
"Sorry to us, it's all because of us that Madam was insulted and scolded by Ms. Dania" aunt Nurmala was very sorry this could happen.
Sabiyah tried to smile even though her heart was very worried about what had just happened.
"It's okay Bi, aunty clean the kitchen table I want to go to the room first," he said Sabiah.
Daniah stomped her feet towards the outside with her sharp eyes directed at Sabiyah,"Sial!! Sabiyah the snot son had already begun to dare to oppose whatever I decided. If it's like this I'm going to be tougher and more disciplined with her because I don't want to go further and threaten my position as Mas Fayad's legal wife."
Fortunately Fayyad installed a small cctv without the knowledge of anyone to find out what happened inside his house without anyone suspecting what he had done.
"Quite interestingly, Dania ended up getting a worthy rival,"
A few minutes later, the car driven by Fadel Muhammad together with Fayyad has arrived at the parking lot of the owner and the top of the mall.
Fayad walked down every floor of the largest mall in the capital Jakarta. He observed every activity of the people working with him and the mall visitors.
Until his eyes were fixed on a clothing store that sold some women's official clothing. He was initially hesitant and hesitant to go inside, but he was quite interested in a red night service dress suit.
Fadel Muhammad Alfikri who continued to follow wherever his boss went was just scrunched his forehead to see the attitude of a thirty-year-old man who had never done during his life Fayyad.
"Please pack a few different models and colors" Fayad said.
The clerk recognized Fayad so much that he was a little afraid of serving Fayad's request inside his clothing store.
"What are all the colors of the Young Master and if I may know what size it is?" ask that woman.
Fayyad looked at the woman first before answering the question, "the size of you alone and remember I want all the best models and materials you have neatly wrapped and delivered immediately to this address," fayad orders while giving a piece of paper that says home address.
Fadhel continued to suspect what was really going on, "what is all this for Mrs Daniah Najida?"