Driver For The Madam
Chapter 41. Early disappointment

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Tonight I have to go to Marwah's mother's place and ask for job vacancies.

Finished preparing, I casually stepped alone to his house.

In front of the house, he was sitting and reading a book. His book is the work of internationally renowned author Paulo Coelho. He was solemnly reading, so that I who was standing in front of him was not cared.

"Ehem." I'm throttling.

"Assalamualaikum mother's. Seriously read the book. My samples are in cuekin." My complaint after greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam nak Adi's. Sorry yes! this book is very interesting. Mother becomes her own preoccupation." Mother answered my greetings while tidying up the glasses she wore.

I sat down next to him. And immediately tell me the meaning of my arrival here.

"Mother, Adi wants to apply for a job." I said a little doubt.

Mother Marwah looked at me.

"Would you apply for a job where you are at? There is no work here but the fields." Sahut.

"That's bund. Applying to work as a driver." My answer.

"Supir? did you mean to be Elisha's driver?"

ask mom with a look of surprise.

"He.he..iya bundle. Exactly right. Adi can drive, later if overtime work in the field even stiff nyetirnya." I said reasoned.

Yes.at least I can be close to Elisha. And be next to him even though he's just a private driver.

I don't know what's on your mind. He looked at me for a long time and seemed worried about something.

"Well, if you want to be a driver. Mother will call Elisha. Tomorrow I will give you the address of Elisha in the city." Mother said.

"Yes bund. Thanks much. Elisha's house from here far away, huh?" many ensure.

"Lumayan. Two hours drive by public transport." Bright mother.

"Alright mother. Tomorrow morning Adi will go to the market and look for a vegetable box vehicle that is there! Adi's coming to town." Ideas appeared.

"But son, danger is that. You just ride the bike. Let's go in the same bell as Tasman. He's going to town tomorrow too. All right, you'll call him. You'll be here tomorrow at 5 a.m!" Obviously, mom is long.

"Tasmas? who's that bund?" my many.

"He's mom's niece. His house is close to the puskesmas there." Answer mother.

"Thank you very much, Bund. Mother Marwah has helped Adi a lot during here."

My sincere words.

"Look easy, son! You remind me of someone." Mother's smile.

"Who is mother?" many make sure

"It doesn't have to be discussed!" said mother.

We dissolve in each other's minds.

Not long after that, I decided to go back to Ismail's house.

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The next morning I was ready without any support.

Just the white envelope I brought. Wages from Ismail.

I met Tasman. After saying goodbye, we say goodbye to the mother of Marwah. He gave a box of food for our supplies on the way.

At first we were awkward with each other. But Tasman's man can liven up the atmosphere. He's a humorous man.

After two hours of travel.

Mas Tasman drove me right to the gate in front of a luxurious house with a clean white fence.

I got off the bike and returned the helmet.

"Thank you a lot. Greetings to you later when you go home! but is this really Elisha's house?" many doubt.

"He lives here. Whether it's his or not it's home, I don't know it's Di." Unmistakably.

"Try to enter first. Be careful on the road."

Excruciate.

Tasman turned the motor back on. He immediately shot towards the direction he was heading.

I saw houses lined up in this complex. Mr. Ahmad's house my employer used to be nothing. The house here includes more than just a luxury house. The fence is solid and tall. There are guard posts in every house.

I was stunned by the situation around me.

I pressed the doorbell in front of the fence. A security officer showed up.

"Sorry, what is it going to do? we can't let outsiders in." Evidently.

This man is tall and sturdy. His stature is suitable for his work.

"Ehm. I know Mama Marwah. I want to apply for a job as a private driver here." My light.

"really? what is your relationship with Marwah's mother?" inquiringly.

"I am just an acquaintance of him sir. Semalem he said he would contact Elisha's mother. Elisha's mom should have known I was here." Light assured.

"I'm sorry, my. Wait here first! I'm facing Miss Elisha first." He shouted while stepping in.

"Did you forget to call Elisha?" I muttered while thinking.

The man came running up to me blocked by an iron fence.

"Sorry mas. Whose name? miss Elisha did not receive a call from Ms. Marwah. Let me tell you who you are." This guard started to look out for himself.

"I'm sorry sir. Just tell your mistress that I am Malik Jayadi, or Adi. The man who was hit once in the village of the mother of Marwah." I was clear so I could meet Elisha.

"Well, wait a minute here!" while stepping into the house.

"Crazy anyway. Want to meet Lisa ajah ribetnya kek gini." Mumamku.

My legs were tired and I ended up leaning against this iron fence.

Tap.

I heard footsteps.

Sreeeeekkkk.

This iron door opens automatically. My slender came off, but my reflexes were quick.

"Buset nih pak. Open the pager do not see anyone else nyender. Fortunately we were cepet. Try if you don't, you can fall." I cried alone.

The man approached me.

"Mrs Elisha is waiting for you inside. Please enter!" yells.

I walked in after saying thank you.

It's so beautiful in here. There is a gazebo next to a clear fish pond. Flower trees are lined. There was also a swing inside the garden under the shady tree. In the garage there, there are three cars parked neatly.

A middle-aged man smiled and greeted.

I only replied to him as I stepped closer towards the terrace of the house.

"Weh.teras his house is already rich one house. Buset is a beautiful palace."

I was amazed to see the breadth of this terrace.

(I'm sorry Malik if surprised to squirm big house. Because the Author is also like that, Kagetan wriggles people's treasure 😂😂😂. As long as you don't mind no problem yes readers all 🙊🙊😘😘)

There was a middle-aged woman approaching me when I was on the porch of the house. He let me in and opened the door wide for me.

Elise is beginning to be seen. Next to him sat down, there was a man who was probably almost my father's age. He was in a wheelchair and barely moved. Only his net seemed to wink slowly.

"Master, madam. This is the guest I brought in here." Said the middle-aged woman earlier.

"Mine a drink!" exclaim Elisha.

"Pa, he's the one who's gonna be your mama's driver. My mom has been driving alone for a long time. So let him be your mama's driver?" ask Elisha. He rubbed the old man's hand.

"Papa, mama? who the hell is he?" I asked in my heart.

The old man blinked quickly. And Elisha thanked him. Maybe that's a sign that I can be Elisha's personal driver here.

"Sorry driver. What's your name?" I asked as if we had just met for the first time.

"Ssssssa-ya, I'm Malik Jayadi mistress!" Say stammered.

"Welcome Mr. Malik Jayadi. I hope to be my driver later. Because I often work outside the house." Evidently.

What an awkward atmosphere. I did not see the Elisha I knew.

Clamps.

The bedroom door opened and there was a girl about 17 years old coming out from there. His sight could not be separated from the cell phone in his hand.

He almost hit me who was standing. If only I had been quiet. Maybe we'll hit.

"Eh...who are you? just walk the street anyway!" the girl spoke without seeing me in front of her.

When he started looking up and looking at me, there was a look of admiration there.

"Omm? who are you om? really handsome, cool again. Casual style, I like." Shella's flirty on me.

"My that. Ehm..the new driver of Lady Elisha." I replied stammered.

"Setdah, this kid calls me om. It could even be that flirty cake." My inner.

"What's? papa's wife's driver? is it not wrong to be a driver?" said mock.

"Marshella, this is adult business. You don't have to interfere." Elisha Excited.

"Ah..males really if it's papa ngoceh's wife." Cuey again.

"Om, don't be flirty with my papa's wife huh. Just as I am a bit like me. Still a seger." Say it while winking.

I just kept quiet, didn't say what the girl said.

The girl said his wife was papa.

Is his wife papa what Elisha meant?

There is no other mistress in this house.

Elisha was married to this old man.

"Sorry ma'am, if I'm presumptuous. Who are the real ladies and gentlemen here?" many ensure. My heart is beating irregularly.

"I am the mistress. And this old man is the master of this house." Said slowly.

Elisha just bowed lethargicly after saying that.

Grn, deg, deg.

My heart rhythm seems to be tighter.

I just found out that Elisha is married and the man he married. An old man sitting in a wheelchair.

The excited me from last night could only endure a deep sense of disappointment and pain. The woman I like is married.

My legs started to limp at the sight of the two of them.

I saw them alternating. And can only

accept this harsh reality

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