DESERT MissES THE RAINBOW.
8. Early Life of Household.

***luxury Apartment Bara Daimos***

… Elcira Ardelia…

For the next time I will start living a married life, which will be somehow? I also do not know, I will not know what the character of the master Bara or om Bara Daimos is.

I have heard little of him, if the Bara Daimos master is a man who is very difficult to approach, cold, arrogant and sometimes cruel to people he does not like. I shuddered a little to hear the truth.

Once I'm legitimately a second wife, I will live in a very large and luxurious apartment with furniture and expensive interiors on every corner of the apartment. The apartment looks so luxurious and expensive, even the Santoso family residence is less luxurious than this apartment. What is my new husband? I was completely dumbfounded to see everything in the apartment, full of luxury.

This was the beginning of my life with the household.

The room that I am occupying now is even more luxurious and 3 times larger than my room in the Santoso family residence. The room is dominated by white, ash and brown, making the room look warm but mysterious.

This is the room I'm going to be in right now, the private room of om Bara with aunt Mona when they get to this apartment. Maybe this room will be mine from now on, the room I'll be staying with my new husband. A husband that I should respect and obey.

I was silent for a moment looking around the room, the room was so luxurious and spacious.

"This room is huge. Even the big sofa is here." Gerutuku quietly while continuing to look around the room.

I stepped in to open a large wooden door, and it turned out to be quite a spacious and large and luxurious bathroom. I stepped back to a large glass door, and I was quite surprised to see the room behind the glass door. I can see that the room is a wardrobe owned by om Bara that looks neat, large, and clean.

Various after expensive suits lined up neatly, shoes and some expensive bags were also there. I opened a wooden door that was white, I was fixated to see a lot of clothes and dresses like dresses, some clothes, shoes and bags expensive with famous brands.

"It's all got to be Aunt Mona. That means, this room is the private room of aunt Mona and om Bara. So what am I here for. Are there no other rooms?" My gertutuku did not like it because it was placed in a private room owned by a married couple who had trapped me into a contract marriage to become a surrogate mother for them.

I stepped back to get out of the room while dragging the two suitcases I was carrying. Right in front of the room located on the second floor, I met a middle-aged woman who had led me into the room.

"Sorry lady, how can I help you?" Asked the woman to me while looking at the suitcase I was holding.

"Is there another room?" I asked, the look on the woman's face I can understand, if the woman does not understand what I mean.

"Is there no other room, other than the one I entered?" I asked back while pointing towards the room behind me.

"There's a lady, but it's just a room for guests. That room is your room and your master." He answered with a calm face.

I was silent for a moment. I understand the answer that woman said.

"Not that room was aunt Mona's room and om Bara's room." My solute.

"That was then, now that's your room and master's. That's an order from the young mistress." Reply by pressing each last sentence.

I know what it means, there's no rebuttal and I have to follow everything Aunt Mona has arranged. That's what I have to do now.

Without saying anything, with heavy steps I went back into the room. Then I saw two suitcases that I brought from home, I was confused where to put my clothes and things? I sighed, I was now too tired due to the event this morning.

I'll take a shower first, so my mind can be refreshed. There's no way I'm wearing this long white dress all day. I decided to take a shower and refresh my body, then did a check on the cafe report today.

While the time of the cafe business I leave it to Sarah, my close friend and cafe manager who will replace me. I don't know, can I work in a cafe? Or should remain in this apartment as a prisoner, or be a second wife in hiding and a good wife to om Bara.

I will discuss this with om Bara, I hope that om Bara allows me to return to work again. I bathed very quickly, because I did not want to be seen by om Bara who suddenly came and went into the room, it would be very embarrassing if om Bara saw me with a condition that just finished bathing, because honestly I was not ready and embarrassed to meet om Bara in such conditions.

After I finished cleaning myself, I only use the usual home clothes I use in a relaxed condition at home, home clothes cloth pants and oblong clothes that are very comfortable for me.

I sat down on the couch in the room, and started checking all the reports Sarah had sent me by email into my laptop. So engrossed and serious I worked, that it was unconscious that time had shown 6 pm, and soon it was dinner. Om Bara nothing showed up at all.

Do I care? Of course not, I hope today he does not appear here. I love my solitude today, the large, luxurious apartment feels quiet and comfortable because it is only me and the middle-aged woman who are my guards there.

I don't care about it, om Bara wants to come to that apartment or not I don't care. I just want to live quietly in om Bara's apartment, because I'm too tired of the many problems that I face this late.

A knock on the door of the room sounded, I got up and immediately opened the door and saw the woman who was my guard standing in front of the door of the room I opened.

I paused for a moment, will I be served by this woman?

"No need, I can cook my own food." My reply, because I used to do it myself at the Santoso residence.

"Sorry lady, it can't be like that. The young mistress has already ordered me to serve all the needs of the miss while she is here." Reply with a flat face.

"All right." Repasku. If this woman has already mentioned the name of Aunt Mona, it means no more objection. To keep everything safe and no problem I decided to give up.

"Take what you can cook." My reply.

"Well miss." His reply while bowing his head sign of respect for me.

This is the first time I have been served where I live, and for the first time there is respect and following all my wishes. Is this a blessing? Or just a moment of pleasure.

"Yes. Is om Bara coming here?" Ask me to want to know. Maybe there's something Aunt Mona told this woman about om Bara.

"Sorry lady, I don't know." The answer.

"All right." I replied, nodding my head in understanding.

"Thank you." My heart before the woman finally withdrew, and I prepared to clean my tired body from the work earlier. Prepare for dinner, then rest sleep.

Today was a slightly tiring day, as well as a slightly calming day because the place was too quiet and silent. Only me and that woman were there, I could breathe a sigh of relief. But I still realized that gradually something was going to happen, and that something was all that Aunt Mona had planned for me in this apartment.

A few hours have passed, dinner alone does not make me feel sad. I went back into the room and wanted to rest my body, because it was already 10 p.m. If om Bara does not come too, tomorrow I decide to go back to work at the cafe as usual.

But it turned out to be my wrong guess, evident from a knock on the door of the room that sounded back. I immediately opened the door and saw a guard lady named Mery standing there, I saw her intensely. I knew that if he came, he must have brought a message or an order from his master, Aunt Mona.

"Sorry lady, sir will be here soon. Please come down to greet the lord below." Mery said as he lowered his body slightly, then shifted his body to the side.

"Welcome sir, om Bara will come. Why should it be like that?" My toot.

"This is a must and your duty, miss, as the wife of Mr. Bara. It's an order from the young mistress." The reply.

I was dumbfounded, really guess me. This is all an order from Aunt Mona. It's all been arranged by that woman, and I can't resist it.

It is imperative and a duty as a wife, how can I refuse it? All right for the sake of a quiet life, I'll follow the rules of aunt Mona. Trying to be a good second wife to om Bara, enough will reduce the problems I have.

I come downstairs to greet om Bara who is my own husband from now on, even though the marriage we are having is a contract marriage. Marriage is legal in the eyes of law and religion.

I stood in the middle room facing the entrance, while Mery stood beside the entrance to open the door for om Bara. My heart beats fast because of the arrival of a notoriously cruel and haughty person to everyone he dislikes.

The sound of the bell rang, Mery immediately opened the door for om Bara. Mery greeted his master's arrival with a respectful bow as om Bara stepped in and passed by him. My gaze still looked straight at the figure filled with charismatic aura.

Suddenly, Bara stopped his steps in front of me, he looked at me from the tip of my foot to the end of my head. His cold, flat gaze was terrifying, more terrifying than the look on my adoptive father Mike Santoso's face.

The look in our eyes met, I was still glued and could only put on a flat face without the slightest smile.

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