Driver For The Madam
Chapter 42. Elisha in the past

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*Elisha POV.

I was still in the room and changed into an old man next to me who was sick.

She has been a mistress for three years in this house. But I still feel tormented.

A luxurious house and a lot of money still can't buy my heart.

Yes, I really had to marry Baliau. The one who saved me and my family.

My father's debt to Cipto is huge. That's why my father betrothed me to om Cipto so that I could give the offspring of a son. Om Cipto himself has long been a widower. Since her second child was 8 years old. His wife died of cancer.

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*Flashback Elisa 20 years old.

I'm just a high school graduate. My parents couldn't afford me to go to university. They are in considerable debt. To drain my father's energy and mind. Our house has also moved to a smaller place in a village.

My father died of the pain he suffered. Before he died, he asked me to promise that I would marry Cipto, who had helped our family for a long time. He said so when the death will pick up.

A promise is a promise, even if this heart does everything by force.

I was married without my father. He was facing the Khalik. Mother constantly advises and persuades me to accept it with sincerity.

After the wedding happened. I was brought to this luxurious house. Up here, my suffering continues.

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First day of the wedding.

Two sons of Cipto approached. His eyes are filled with hatred.

"Hey, the hick. Don't expect you'll stay here. I don't want you to marry me. You are still a foreign woman in this house. Remember that's fine!" grunts Marshella.

The eldest daughter of Cipto Cahyono. We are only 5 years old. It's just right that he doesn't like me. How could this young me be a connecting mother for her.

"Benereu tuh sis. Don't be okay with the hick, later he diggelunjak and do not know himself." Silvia. She's Cipto's youngest daughter.

Every day, the children of Cipto mocked and pranked me.

Only Cipto appreciates my presence here.

He also did not force me to do so. Doing the duties of a wife.

I, who had never done that before, could only cry.

That night we were both in the room.

Om Cipto started taking off all my clothes when our wedding day was 2 weeks old.

I was just trembling and scared. Clear water drips nonstop.

Om Cipto saw me, his face frustrated.

"Here you go, put your clothes on! Get out of this room. I can't force someone to do it. Even if it's his own legal wife." Her speech.

I was still in my tears.

"Sorry, Elisha did all this by force." Saying slowly.

"I'm going out now. You sleep! I'll satisfy my lust with the lady of my night. I can't look at you like this. I feel like I'm gonna raise my own kids." Om Cipto said quickly.

He put his clothes back on and immediately left me alone in this room.

"Dad, I'm sorry that I still can't accept Cipto as a husband." My isak slowly while raising my head.

I put on my clothes and went back to sleep. Om Cipto was very good to me. He committed a great sin, just because I still could not serve his lust.

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Morning a few months later.

Marshella and Silvia are back. This time it was not just words.

They have already started to step on my feet blatantly.

"Awas Vi, there's a passing virus. We're yuk's target!" take it to Silvia.

"Corn brother. Let's not bother us." Silvia Sahut.

Those who passed me. Directly launched the action.

"Ouch. What are you guys doing? always be rude to me." Emotions are starting to overwhelm me.

"Hey, the hick. You're not a mistress in this house. Poor, live again." Marshella said that stabbing.

"Originally you know. I have to marry your papa. I don't love your papa." My hardik is a bit rough.

All this time I just kept quiet and relented when they did bad things to me. But this time I won't let it.

Bi Minah was only able to see us fighting. They both launched the action when Om Cipto had left for work.

"Elo is not in love with papa. But elo love equals treasure papa right? I'm sorry, don't bother!" Marshella ruffled waist.

"You think I can be bought with a treasure and a mansion here? I'm like the tormented man here." My anger is already in the crown. They both make me emotional.

"Alesan is my brother. Let him think we're fooled by his words!" Kesal Silvia's.

"It's bad I nanggepin you two. Whatever you want to say. I've been the mistress of this house. Remember that!" My voice trembled and immediately left behind two children.

"Si*lan is a hick. He's been brave against us." Marshella growled while clenching his hands.

"Sister, let's go shopping. Papa gave me a new ATM, my birthday gift yesterday." Take Silvia who is 12 years old.

They re-entered his room, and prepared to go shopping at a large Mall for the Cahyono family.

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I called Cipto. I have to dare to make a decision. I'll get permission to work.

"If you work, what can you eat?" ask me about Cipto.

"Not so om, I also want to have my own income so as not to be underestimated by the large family of Cahyono." My words are blunt.

"Where do you want to work? have you worked before or not?" ask about cipto bertubi-tubi.

"Ehm.it. Never been om. But, back in school. Lisa once sold the same lisa om." My answer.

"What kind of a job?" ask the voice across again.

"Suit-dress girls om. There's baby clothes and kids too." Reply again.

"Then, this is how it is. You don't have to go to work outside. Give me 50 million. You can return it anytime! You just do it, if you want to sell." Exciting about Cipto.

"Thank you om. I will not disappoint you Cipto. And promised to pay off the debt immediately." Tekadku sure.

"Yes already. Om got to get back to work. Later in the night you can sleep in the room. Om won't be coming home." Tell her.

"Om alright. Thanks." Sincerely said.

I called a schoolmate first. And invite them to work together. I haven't seen them both in a long time. My best friend at school. Now I'm going to start all over with their help.

*Flasback off

Malik Jayadi is here to be my personal driver. There was a look of sadness and disappointment on his face when I told him the truth.

The truth that I am the legal wife of another.

Should I be honest with Adi? it seems we have the same feeling.

I can't hold back the shackles that have bound me all this time. My heart started to make its resistance when she started anchoring.

I approached Adi's mas who was in the car garage. He wiped all the windshields in this car.

"Mas, um.actually." I doubt.

"What's wrong, madam? is the lady leaving?" ask mas Adi.

"Gi-ni you know Aa-di." Say stammered.

"Call MJ, madam! let's be more familiar between employer and employee." Said calmly.

His face turned colder than usual.

"Yes to MJ. Later malem, let me find a boarding house or lease for your residence." I said reasoned.

"Thank you madam for your attention. Let me work now!" His words drove me smooth.

"I'm sorry it's interrupting MJ's time.

Just continue the work!" myrag.

I'm staying away from the garage. His face still looks cold.

Is my decision right to choose MJ mas to be my personal driver? it still weighs on my mind.