Forced to Be an Actor
Sadam Trying to Be Fair

While in the room Mama Elsa told me regret in her heart because of last night's incident, but I reassured her that it didn't matter because it wasn't Mama Elsa's fault. I also knew that the middle-aged woman wanted me to be closer to her son but who would have thought it was an unpleasant incident that enveloped our night. After some time there was a knock on the door from the front of my room, I was about to open the door but Mama Elsa was already standing from her sitting position stepping open the door of this room.

“What's up?” I heard Mama Elsa ask a familiar figure in my memory, yes it was Mas Sadam.

“Ma, may I talk to, Sifana?” I saw Mama Elsa looking at me as if the middle-aged woman was asking for permission then I nodded my head slowly and along with that Mama Elsa immediately opened the room door to let her son in.

I stood from my sitting position standing in front of Mas Sadam but I was still reluctant to look at him and preferred to bow my head staring at the floor of this room which was bone white. “What's up, Mas Sadam looking for me?” ask me without looking at him.

I heard the man breathing slowly

seeing my attitude towards him. “Sifana, starting tonight you should move to the guest room only,” the door to me with a soft sounding tone.

“No, I prefer to be in the waiter's room,” I told him.

“You are my wife, so where might I let you sleep in the waiter's room again like before.”

I heard Mama Elsa's footsteps walking up to me then the middle-aged woman stroked my hair slowly before finally opening her voice, “Sifana, right what your husband said, you know, you shouldn't have stayed inside this servant's room,” I stared at the bead of begging eyes

which emanated from the cornea of the caramel eye that has always given me a sad look.

“Ma, Sifana did not want,” I saw the look of disappointed eyes immediately meet Mama Elsa's bead when the middle-aged woman listened to my words. I don't want to if until Madam Tasya gets angry with me more I know if Mas Sadam is afraid away from Liora he still maintains his marriage with Mbak Tasya all this time, a shadow of Liora who always get violence from Mbak Tasya appeared with a slick in my memory and made me even more adamant about refusing to move from this room.

“I've spoken to Tasya and told her if you're going to move into the living room, I promise she won't dare to look for trouble with you again,” I raised on the chance to catch a glimpse and

the man stared softly begging me to follow his request.

“If Tasya dares to look for trouble may, Mama ask one thing from you?” I saw the bead of Mama Elsa's eyes looking at me questioningly. “you have to defend yourself if she does violence,” she continued after seeing me nodding her head.

Finally I agreed to also move to the middle room of this house because I did not want to make Mama Elsa disappointed. I was about to bring my clothes but Mas Sadam said if he had prepared clothes in the room

the guest for me and I were very surprised since when the man prepared the clothes for me but Mama Elsa who knew my confusion immediately replied

if when Mama Elsa and Liora return home there are already shopkeepers carrying all the clothes that Mas Sadam ordered to the Erlanga residence. I was so surprised it turned out that Mas Sadam really didn't want to see me in other people's contempt. I stepped into the living room, I used to go many times

clean this room and think it will have a large room and also comfortable like that but who would have thought if I could now have it.

when looking at the hangers full of new clothes even all the clothes are still berbandrol sign if it is still new and not touched at all there are even 10 sets more bikinis whose price is not cheap. I saw there were some paper bags on the sofa I immediately stepped to see and I opened the contents, this is a dress size Graceful, and I just remembered that when I was in the mall Mas Sadam asked the waiter to send all the latest model clothes in this month but this is so many clothes and the price is also not cheap it's called waste. My inner.

I stared at Mas Sadam who was now standing three meters away from me, the man was also looking at me, “Mas Sadam, thank you

love but you should not have to do something like this because all this must have spent a lot of money.”

The man stepped closer to me then stopped at a distance of one meter. “All this is supposed to be from the beginning you get,” he replied by giving a sad look full of regret his eyes dimmed indecisive and sharp as before.

“But it shouldn't be like this, Mas. It's called waste and I don't want it until someone else thinks I want to blackmail my own husband.”

“Sifana, we will never think like that,” said Mama Elsa co-congratulated us both.

“Ma, can you stay here for the next few days? I don't want Tasya to make a tantrum,” I saw Mama Elsa instantly nod

her head.

This morning I opened my eyes and was still in the guest room, I thought last night was a dream but it turned out to be real before getting out of bed I first stretched around and around trying to stretch these bone muscles so as not to feel stiff last night I slept very well on this soft bed. Now I get out of bed and intend to clean the body accidentally I saw Mas Sadam sleeping on the sofa right under the foot of the bed since when the man slept here while last night I was pretty sure that Mas Sadam came out of

this room is with Mama Elsa. All over my body began to be filled with fear somehow the shadow of the two with the man in the room returned

dancing savagely in my mind. With a slow step I entered the bathroom to clean the body and now I am fresh after cleaning

my body without combing my hair and looking at the mirror I immediately stepped slowly through the sofa, my heart was pounding as it passed in front of the sofa where Mas Sadam closed his clockwise eyes as if moving slowly now,

I don't want any sloppy scenes like in the drakor movies that I often watch. I almost passed the sofa but the heavy sound of people waking up instantly stopped my steps making me freeze in my position.

“You're up,” I immediately gulped and tried

act calmly. I glanced at Mas Sadam who was now sitting his body the man was rubbing his eyes with his hands trying to

get rid of the drowsiness that still plagues his eyes.

“I have to run away or not,”