Being My Husband's Mistress
CHAPTER 2

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Nadhif went down the stairs one by one. His feet stepped towards the dining table for breakfast.

In this house, Nadhif only lives with Una and Hanum, Una's biological children. Elara has returned to Germany, where she spent time with her husband who left her for all eternity.

Arriving at the dinner table, Nadhif has been served a plate of fried rice, milk and a glass of water. Nadhif prefers milk over coffee or tea to drink in the morning. And of course Una prepared all this. Because before marriage, Una was the one who prepared the food.

For three years Una had been a housekeeper in Nadhif's house. And it was all also on the undisputed orders of Elara. Nadhif could not possibly refuse the orders of his beloved woman. Inevitably, Nadhif accepts Una and her son to stay and become his housemaid.

"But" said a happy little boy who came to Nadhif with a plate of fried rice in his hand.

"Hanum ate with Papi, yes," he said happily.

"Stop and go back to the kitchen. Your place is not here" said Nadhif staring intently at the girl.

"But Hanum usually eats Papi, right?" hanum asked in fear.

"From now on stop calling me Papi. I'm not your father!" Nadhif.

"But why? Didn't Hanum call Papi before?" said Hanum sanguine.

"I am your employer! So stop calling Papi. You're not my son, remember that!" nadhif said sharply and passed away leaving the dining table. His appetite suddenly disappears due to Hanum's arrival. Hanum is not wrong, it's just that after getting married to Una, the affection for Hanum turns to hate. I don't know, right now Nadhif really hates something related to Una, his wife.

Hanum looked at the fried rice in his hand with teary eyes. "Why has Papi changed? Though yesterday Papi married Mom," muttered Hanum. Hanum brought his fried rice back to the kitchen.

There, Una looked at his son. "Hanum," call the gentle Una.

"Mother," Hanum said with a trembling voice.

"Hanum don't be sad, yeah. From now on we need to know our place. I'm just a maid here, yesterday's wedding just assume it didn't happen, son," said Una.

"But why is Papi suddenly evil, ma'am?" ask Hanum.

Una. "Mr Nadhif is not evil, son. He just reminds us of our true place" said Una.

Hanum looked at Una with a soft look and nodded. "Hanum will call Mr. Nadhif from now on, ma'am. Because it is not polite if the maid calls Papi to her employer," Hanum said.

Una nodded. He tightly hugged Hanum's body which he loved so much. "Hanum must obey, yes. From now on we must know the limits. And Hanum can't be free like he used to be, let Mr. Nadhif not be angry" Una said.

"Yes, Mom. Hanum won't be naughty, though. Hanum help mop the floor, yes," said Hanum.

Una. "Hanum studied in the room, yeah. Let Mom do it. Hanum has to be a smart child so I'm proud" said Una.

Hanum nodded. After that he went to a small room at the end of the kitchen and near the bathroom. That's where the real place is, the boy was already thinking of adulthood because of a predicament that forced him. There was no choice but to become an adult for Hanum. Moreover, the attitude of Nadhif who usually indulges, now suddenly changed drastically, very hate him.

"Don't be sad, Hanum. This is how it should be, Mr. Nadhif just reminded Hanum of his true place" Hanum muttered.

Una looked at Hanum's small back. Without being able to hold it, her tears just dripped. "I'm sorry, son. My bad destiny must affect you, son," muttered Una softly. After that Una resumed his activities.

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"Mark" called Nadhif to his secretary and personal assistant.

Now Nadhif has arrived in his room. The man looked far away from the city that he could see from the fifty-fifth floor.

"Yes, sir," Mark replied softly and politely.

Unlike Nadhif, Mark is a stiff and cold person. Especially in terms of talk, Mark will be very economical, unless it is important or about his work.

Nadhif breathed a slow sigh. "Have you found that woman?" Nadhif.

"Give me some time, sir," Mark bowed.

"It's been four years, Mark. How much longer will it take?" nadhif turned to look at Mark.

"It's very difficult to find any trace of the woman, sir," Mark replied.

Nadhif breathed a slow sigh. "I'm just worried about the girl's future, Mark. Even then he was seventeen years old" Nadhif said, staring back at the streets of the city.

"I hope you find her soon, Mark. And yes, a woman's message to me" Nadhif continued with the message he always gave Mark.

"Woman, Mister?" Ask Mark to make sure.

Nadhif nodded in response to Mark's question. "You must know my needs" replied Nadhif.

"But Miss Una-"

"Stop calling her Mistress, Mark. She's just a maid in my house!" nadhif said quickly cutting Mark's words.

"There's no wind what Mama betrothed me to that disgusting woman. A maid, who even had a child at her young age," Nadhif's grumbling still rang clearly in Mark's ears.

Nadhif turned around and immediately sat down in his chair. "You can get out, Mark. Continue with your work" Nadhif said with his hands busy with files and pens.

Mark nodded obediently. He immediately left Nadhif's room and returned to his room.

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Time has shown eleven o'clock at night. But Nadhif hasn't come home yet. Una sat on the terrace waiting for Nadhif's return with a feeling of worry. As a wife, Una must fulfill her duty to serve and obey Nadhif.

Thirty minutes, the sound of a car entered the grounds of Nadhif's mansion. Una immediately stood up and immediately walked slightly out of the terrace.

"Lady just got home?" tanya Una saw Nadhif who came out of his car with clothes that were already messy. However, it still does not reduce the handsome rate of the man.

Nadhif raised his eyebrows staring at the cynical Una. "What right do you ask me?"

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