CHANGE PAIR
CHAPTER 68. UNEXPECTED GUESTS

Reina was very surprised because the car she was riding in almost hit people, let alone that person was the grandmother of her boss. Reina began to worry that this incident would affect her work later.

“Is your home still far away?” tanya Samara looks sweaty on her forehead.

“It should be almost there.” replied Reina while glancing at her watch. Their journey was more than ten minutes but not yet. What the hell's going on?

Reina was stunned when she realized that the speed of the car that Tanta was carrying. It was just not to the point that because the car was running like a snail, Inner Reina. So tense sitting next to Samara until Reina did not realize if the car was going very slowly.

“Pak, can you please increase the speed of the car? Would you please have AC, would you?” reina Pinta. He felt hot and hot, not just him, but Tanta felt the same.

“Good bu.” said Tanta with trembling hands. He then turned the AC button, being shocked to almost hit his Big Lady and he was also afraid of getting fired from his job.

“You look familiar?” chirps Samara.

Reina turned her head with a frown and she immediately understood when Samara looked at Tanta with a sharp look.

“Pak Tanta used to drive me to work Mistress. So we already know each other.” replied Reina. The smile on her face was forced to look normal when in fact she was anxious.

Samara nodded her head then turned her gaze out the window. His gaze weakened as he looked at the streets around Reina's house which was no stranger to him. The road reminds Samara of her late son.

“We have arrived Madam.” said Reina disperse the reverie Samara.

Tanta swiftly opened the door for the Big Lady and her daughter-in-law. When Reina gave two pieces of banknotes, Tanta hesitantly accepted them while looking at Samara.

“Thank you bu.” said Tanta while lowering his head.

He did not dare to look at his Grand Madam and directly re-appeared his taxi leaving the place. Reina opened the gate of her house.

She frowned at Samara who was looking at her house with a sad look. An expression of sadness was clearly visible on the old woman's face. I don't know what was on her mind when she looked at the house full of memories.

“Mistress....are you okay?” reina asked carefully.

He was afraid Samara would snap at him like before. Just as Reina was helping Samara stand up, the woman was angry with Reina and accused her of making her hurt. But Samara himself who crossed the road was not careful.

“No need to ask much. Lukaku will get an infection if we continue to stand here.” replied Samara in a sharp tone.

Reina also allowed her boss' grandmother to enter. Samara's chest was tightened when she entered the house her son used to live in. He remembered every incident he had ever experienced in that house. The accident when he came to Verdi to ask him to come home and the incident when Ivanna kicked him out because he did not like Samara.

For Ivanna, Samara always bothered her husband. If it wasn't for her granddaughter, Samara wouldn't have set foot in that house again forever.

“What do you want to drink? Let me make it.” said Reina politely offered.

Samara looked at Reina sharply, seeing Reina's face reminding her of Ivanna.

“Obati only lukaku! It does not need a lot of stale bases.” said Samara with a ketus tone.

Then Reina took the medicine in the cupboard and brought it all and served Samara drinks and snacks.

“Please drink iced orange Mistress.” said Reina politely. Samara did not chim in, she grabbed the medicine box to treat her own wounds but Reina immediately grabbed the medicine box from Samara's hands and rested before Samara.

“Let me just clean the wound, Madam.” said Reina immediately opened the drug city and took out cotton and alcohol. Reina rubs an alcoholic cotton pad into Samara's injured palm. Samara grimaced with the pain, she felt the coldness of the alcohol liquid making her wound even more painful.

“Heh! Slow down a little!” hardik Samara when Reina cleans the wound on the inside of Samara's palm.

“Ma—maaf Madam.” said. In her heart Reina sneered because Samara was not strong enough to endure the pain. Though the wound is not too severe only exposed to scratches asphalt gravel.

Reina treated Samara more carefully. After he finished cleaning the wound, he applied an ointment so that the wound on Samara's hand would dry quickly.

“You're alone living here? Said you were sick?” samara asked breaking the silence.

Reina looked up for a while and then returned to applying the ointment. “I live with my husband. He was out and I was healed. I was about to enter the office but my husband did not allow and asked me to rest another day.”

“Looks like your husband's really paying attention to you huh? Where's he going now?” samara asked, looking closely at her granddaughter's wife.

Reina knitted her brows, “Maybe she went to work or just played around. I don't know, Madam. Varen never said anything and I also never want to know.” replied Reina in a soft voice.

“Why don't you want to know your husband's activities? Don't you care what he's doing out there? Could've had fun with another woman.” Samara asked as she squinted her eyes. He wanted to see what kind of woman his granddaughter's wife was.

Reina smiled softly at Samara's words. “Not so Mistress.”

“Of course I care about my husband.it's just that I'm already comfortable with the status of my unemployed husband. So I prefer not to know his activities. As long as I can work and make money, that's enough for us. My husband is very good to me anyway.”

Samara knitted her eyebrows together hearing Reina's complicated-sounding answer to her.

 “I guess every woman is happy and proud of her husband's work. But you are actually proud because your husband is a bully.” Samara said sarcasm.

Reina chuckles, “Although my husband is a bully but he is very kind, considerate and loving. I don't care if he's a bully, someday if I have enough money I can open a business for him.”

Reina spoke with a blushing face while praising her husband, she was ashamed to praise her own husband in front of his boss' grandmother.

But isn't there any harm? Because everything he said was true.

Samara bargained to hear the innocent answer of her grandson's wife. At first glance he saw his wounds that had been treated.

“Sit on top, it is not good to sit on the floor like that.” said Samara while pulling her hand from Reina's hand.

Reina closed the medicine box and moved to sit on the sofa in front of Samara. Just now he was about to open his mouth offering back a drink to the grandmother of the bus, there was a knock on the door that immediately stopped him.