Forced to Be an Actor
Why did Mas Sadam see me

I did not immediately answer what Mas Sadam asked. These two hands I clenched tightly

confused what to answer. Now I want to tell the truth that these lips are almost open but the sound of footsteps tapping on the marble floor of this house makes me turn and look at the origin of the sound turns out to be it is Ms. Tasya. I swallowed a round speech that was ready to come out of this throat.

“What are you two talking about? Until the water looks tense once,” asked Ms Tasya to both of us and I could only stay still while wiping the sweat on this eel.

“Are you done washing dishes?” tanya Mas Sadam while putting his hands in the air to welcome the increasingly stepped Tasya Mbak.

I saw Mbak Tasya smiling sweetly while holding the hand of Mas Sadam then sitting between the two of us and now Mbak Tasya sitting in the middle of us replacing the position of Liora sitting earlier.

“We are talking about what you want tomorrow,” I immediately breathed a sigh of relief when I found out if Mas Sadam

not speaking the truth.

“I'm just asking for money, honey,” I saw Madam Tasya start to put her head on Mas Sadam's shoulder and the man himself put one

his hands are on Tasya's shoulders. I don't know why I'm starting to feel if the oxygen sphere in these lungs is running out seeing these two making out like this.

"Why do you ask for money, didn't I give you 50 million a week ago," with my head still down I round my eyes almost can not believe what I just heard, that much money was spent in one week, the rich people really like to waste money. That's what I'm thinking right now.

"Darling, I want to buy a bag and also new shoes, yes, yes," I saw the hand of Madam Tasya rubbing gently the chest of Mas Sadam field as if he was seducing to be given money.

I don't know why I became a mosquito repellent between the two, like I had to leave immediately because I could burn jealous flames if I continued to be here.

“Mas Sadam, Ms. Tasya. I want to go to the kitchen first,” say goodbye to both and I immediately stood up from a sitting position when I saw Mas Sadam nodding his head slowly to agree.

I bit my lower lip withstanding the pain in my chest. Oh my God why I have to be jealous and also hurt to see Madam Tasya and also Mas Sadam making out like this is because I know if actually Madam Tasya does not like Mas Sadam and the woman just want the money? I beg my own heart to remain calm to see scenes like this every day.

I was already in the kitchen and these eyes instantly became full-fledged as I looked at the pile of dirty dishes that were still untouched above

washbasin. I could only pluck my lips when I found my hunch turned out

right about Ms. Tasya who will never want to touch objects in this kitchen.

“Why just look at that dirty plate! Quickly wash there, the servant does not know himself,” I immediately know who the owner of this voice just now, who else if not the Tasya Mbak. I twisted my body

facing the woman, Ms. Tasya is now putting her hands on her chest while giving a sharp look full of orders to me.

“Review if you dare say to, Mas Sadam if I don't really clean this dirty plate,” I heard Ms. Tasya

threatening me, but I still stepped closer to the sink without seeing it. “you are indeed very suitable to be a waiter,” he continued still not satisfied

insulting me.

***

Today I will go to the Mall together with Liora and also Mas Sadam, I saw a pile of clothes in my closet, no clothes

which is good for me to wear whereas it is impossible if I wear worn clothes to go along with Mas Sadam, then what will be in

say it by someone else later. I immediately smiled when I found out if maybe out there no one would know if I was Mas Sadam's wife, why am I so stupid and this indirectly I laugh at myself who is too hopeful.

I picked up black jeans with plain white t-shirts then I also wore matching colored shoes with my pants. I combed my hair originally wanting me to pigtail as usual, but now I'm going to let this long hair just move and not forget I also polish the lipstick with pink color to make it look more natural, I also wear baby powder on my face, yes, although I am not a child anymore, but I prefer to use the powder maybe because it is used and also the price is cheap ehehe.

I heard the sound of my bedroom door being knocked by someone. I immediately stepped up to open the door and I saw Liora smiling sweetly at me as she said.

"Mama Sifana, that's so pretty" the little boy praised with beads of eyes looking at my face.

I bowed my body and pinched both cheeks and said, "You're very smart to praise people," then I confirmed Liora's bangs are a little messy maybe because this little girl was running towards my room.

"Liora, to be honest, Mama Sifana is very beautiful," she repeated her previous words with earnest tears. "let's go now, Papa is waiting in the car."

"Is Mama Tasya coming?" many ensure.

I saw the little girl shaking her head slowly and then saying, "Mama Tasya, don't come with her headaches and now she's sleeping" he said, holding my hand to the door of the house.

After I listened to Liora's answer I immediately kept silent because I knew that Ms. Tasya was just pretending.

Liora and I stepped out of the door of this house and exactly what Liora had said was that Mas Sadam was waiting in the car, it is clearly visible from the outside if the man is now busy fiddling with his phone from a transparent car glass. I opened the back door for Liora because the girl wanted to sit in the back, at first glance I felt like someone was watching me from the top window right in the room, Ms. Tasya, I acted indifferently and got in the car and sat down next to Liora.

Mas Sadam who knew we were in the car immediately put the phone in his pants pocket and looked at Liora, but a second later the man looked at me, his beads seemed to be observing my face and my appearance until finally the dark eyes of the man stopped looking at my lips with a slightly wrinkled forehead.

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