Driver For The Madam
Chapter 44. Marshella

*My second day at Cahyono's extended family home.

at 6 am I started walking from the boarding house to the hostess' house.

The morning wind is blowing with the cold.

Today I'm wearing a blue patterned short-sleeved shirt. The pants I was wearing, the pants Elisha gave me.

I walk alone. Passing through the city park. Many people start their morning activities. Some walk on the sidewalk like me. Some people still sweat from morning jogging. There are also toddlers who take a morning walk with their parents.

Annisa wants to live like them too. He has a full-fledged parent and is always by his side. I hope you can give your mother the best for you.

I stared at them closely. There is jealousy in the heart.

My steps began to shudder and not excited again like before.

In front of there the big house like a palace has been seen from view.

I pressed the doorbell. Mr. Mujib opened this luxurious fence by pressing the remote.

"You walk? early in the morning it was rich." Ask her.

"Yes sir, I don't have a bike. Besides, it could be while walking in the morning as well. So, no problem." Say lightly.

"You're Elisa's driver, right?" ask Mr. Mujib strangely.

"Yes sir. Whose driver are you?" kernitku answered.

"So it wasn't Marshella, get you. Very early in the morning. He said he wanted to go to school to get the graduation file." Obviously mr. Mujib.

"Let me ask the lady first. Because I don't know what to do with Marshella." Say lightly.

"Then I work at this house. This time he wanted to be driven by a driver. Usually drive your own car." Light sir Mujib.

"Maybe more lazy sir." My solute.

"I told you yes. You must be careful with our two ladies. They're like bombs. It can explode at any time. Especially if his wish is not fulfilled." Mr. Mujib reminded me.

"All right, sir. Thanks for reminding me." I walk in the garage.

Not how long. I'm wiping the windshield of someone's car. She looks nothing like an 18-year-old girl.

"Hi om, let's go yuk! Marshella's got to go to school. Today is the last day of the degree. I can't go to school tomorrow." Marshella's great-grandson while twisting her hair.

hadeuh, what kind of demon possessed boy is this? the centile is incredible. Where the makeup is rich sugar already aunty again.

"All right, I'll take you there! but, I have to tell Lady Elisha first." I'm firm.

"Om, don't let me know. Who paid the salary, papa Cipto is not his wife papa the hick!" Struck annoyed.

He winked his eyes at me. Her smile was made as if she was in a mature and elegant style.

This is a very bad boy. Belom squirming cute guy huh. Gatelnya kok rich tenacious. Need to teach this lesson. Hehehe.

"Remove that makeup first! I'll drive you, okay!" conditions him.

"Om, um, if Marshella and gini-rich are not cute?" he held his hand and winked at me.

Haik..ini the boy has not been in the pellet ajah has been acting gini. Especially if I'm a pellet. The same old boy as my rich man.

I am really handsome and attractive. But, business of living. Struggling non-stop.

I shook his hand slowly. He brought his face closer to me.

Suddenly.

"Mrs Lisa!" call spontaneous.

He looked in all directions. And didn't find it there.

"Om boong yes! Let's go!" Ray again.

"Om do not want to go along with a girl whose style is rich aunt gini. Just be shy!" My light.

"Well om, Shella will remove the make-up first. Om obligatory anterin Shella yes!" Petunya again.

I just nodded my head.

He went straight into the house. I'm looking for Lisa's whereabouts.

"Good morning, Madam. Non-Shella asked me to take her to school." I clearly.

"Go away. The boy was stubborn and rebellious. Also banned will not be able to. Understand the spoiled child." Bright Elisha.

"Alright madam. Excuse me first!" myrag.

Elisha turned into a cold mistress when at home. It's different when he walks with me out there.

"Cock you sit here, miss? later your friends misunderstand this driver sir." My wonder.

"No papa om nyantai ajah anyway. Shella's been breaking up this week with Shella's boyfriend." Spirituality says.

The feeling of breaking up in love must be sad and sad. This is a boy, a rare boy. Break up love so spirit.

Marshella pointed out the direction of the road. I follow the instructions and immediately gas.

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The MJ village.

The face looks sad. He thought about his son's safety day and night.

Annissa who was next to him also escaped his attention.

"Well, Molly's gonna take a quick shower! this morning

Molly's not taking a shower anyway." Plain talk.

The grandmother simply nodded.

Brakkkk

There was a sound of the car door closing. That voice did not make Sumiyati interested.

Tap.

The sound of hasty and hasty steps.

After saying hello. The girl in front of him kissed Sumiyati's hand.

"Mother Sum, how lethargic? why indeed? sorry Fatma can only visit after so long." Fatma was lethargic.

Sumiyati only shed her tears. The clear liquid dripped down not stopping. Fatma hugged the old woman in front of her.

"Mother, please explain why? Fatma, how come we don't hear about Malik anymore? usually if you come here you will tell me about the state of Malik's mas there." Ask Fatma curiously.

The cry of this old woman sounded increasingly bitter.

His breathing is irregular. A sigh of trying to hold back tears so as not to flow profusely.

Sumiyati's voice was hoarse from crying earlier.

"Fatma, please mommy son. Malik has not heard from him yet. Dendi's mother said her son was arrested and Malik managed to escape. But, until now there's no news." Sumiyati is still sobbing.

"Astaghfirullah ma'am, Fatma will try! I'll tell you where Malik was last. Let Fatma spread information on social media about Mas Malik." Fatma cries out.

Fatma's face suddenly lethargic and not excited again.

"Aunty....." Annissa ran towards Fatma and hugged her. Longing radiated from the netra of both.

"We get ready! Aunty wants to take Nissa to granny's afternoon walk in the park. While eating, okay!" Take Fatma.

"Brothers.....Nissa come with aunt. Want a lot of snacks later!" said enthusiastically.

"As long as this little belly fits the nappet." Fatma pinched Nissa's stomach slowly.

"Chihui. Nissa is a pinter when eating aunty. Especially if you are loved." Plain Nissa vibe.

"Mom wash your face first! let Fatma accompany Nissa here." Fatma Seru.

Sumiyati stepped inside her house.

"The boy always comforts me. He and his family have been in trouble since Toni was in prison. Her mother already doesn't care about her and only thinks about Toni." Inner sumiyati.

This afternoon the three of them enjoyed the crowd in the park. Various culinary carts are lined up neatly and ready to be visited.

Fatma was excited again. Forget Malik who is still not necessarily where he is. Fatma believes the power of social media will be able to find the whereabouts of Malik.

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SORRY to be author for being late. This day the body is limp and dizzy. This chapter may not be too interesting because the Author is really dizzy again.

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