Forced to Marry a Married Man
Chapter 120

Sarla did not reply again to the message from her husband, she now turned off the phone to calm her heart and mind.

" The only way to calm my heart and mind is this, turning off the phone so that no one interferes with the pleasure I feel today, relaxing alone without the distraction of others. "

But it is undeniable that just relaxes the body to sleep without interference from others, the sound of knocking on the door is heard, even though Sarla has advised the security guard at her home, so that she does not receive guests.

With the look of a lazy face and the body is not vit, Sarla gets up from her bed, her footsteps gotai, feel not excited.

Arriving at the door, Sarla makes sure that the man is not Daniel, "Lilia?"

Soon it might open the door after finding out what came was the sister making, Sarla looks happy," Lilia?"

A hug landed on Sarla's body, it was seen that she looked happy with Lilia's arrival.

"Who are you coming with?"

Sarla stared at the hand of her sister pointing towards the car, where she showed the papah and her stepmom getting out of the car.

Sarla stood up, welcoming the arrival of her family. He kissed the papah's back hand, as did his stepmother.

"Well, did your tumben come here?"Still visible from the steps of his stepmom, he was still annoyed with Sarla, the cynical gaze could not be denied the old woman was just silent. And who answers the papah." We came here, miss you Sarla."

The words that had just been spoken from the papah's mouth were not able to make Sarla smile, she already knew if the nature of her papa was only temporary good when she needed her help.

"Tumben once, papa spoke like that,"

Gunawan who looks to reach into his pants pocket, staring at the first child, "why do you doubt the words of your papah."

Sarla tried not to retaliate, she told her two younger sisters to go inside the house."

Yes, come on in, let me get a maid to prepare some drinking water. "

Dera stared at the scene at her stepson's mansion which was so luxurious, making envy appear from her mind. " It's great that you have a husband who is married in guaranteeing his life."

Sarla tried not to follow the words of her stepmother, she better be quiet, and served the cake that she made this morning with the maid.

"Let's sit down."

They began to sit on the sofa that felt so soft, making a sense of comfort in the old woman.

"Sarla, you should be thankful and grateful to your own papah."

Dera's words made Sarla smile cynically and then frowned, glancing at Dera who was titled as her stepmother.

" Thank you for?"

Sarla pretends not to understand her stepmom's words. " Geez you pretend to be innocent again, however you should be proud of your papah who has married you to a rich man, who despite being married. "

Hearing that, for sarla there is nothing to be proud of, the veiled woman now replied to the words of the stepmom, "I'm sorry before? Proud of what? because I feel that papah does not deserve to be proud. "

Deg .... All eyes were on Sarla, "Sarla, how arrogant are you?"

Sarla felt like laughing after the arrogant words were spoken from Dera's mouth. " I'm arrogant, I don't feel like I'm arrogant."

"After you are rich you forget your papah services."

Sarla is fed up with her stepmom's words, "service, pride. What the hell are you saying drop by?"

The Papah looked furious when Sarla met her stepmom, as a surly mother.

"So what you say Sarla, we came here well?"

"Father, instead of Sarla also welcomes you kindly, but why does Mak Lampir continue to provoke Sarla's emotions!"

Sarla was furious, wanting to let her teach the little grandmother who became her stepmom.

"Hold, hold. Sarla don't go back with your madness, you better just do her job."

Sarla's heart, trying to lift themselves from the emotions that stir.

"Sarla, quickly apologize to your mama?"

The papah's words made Sarla want to throw her spit on Dera's face, but it's impossible that she was as crazy as a stepmother.

"All right"

Dera clasped his hands together, as if he had won the debate, "Come, why are you even silent?"

Dera presumptuously told the stepson to submit to him.

"Come, do it."

When the maid came to bring drinking water and coffee to her parents, that was when a good opportunity was in front of Sarla's eyes.

"it looks like I have to prank on my beautiful stepmom" Sarla grumbled.

"You don't know what you're saying."

Simultaneously the assistant approached Dera as well as Sarla who continued to be ordered by her stepmother to approach.

With a cynical smile, Sarla nudged the hot coffee that the maid would place near the stepmom.

"Ahkk, hot. Hot." Sarla watched it just smile in her heart, she was eager to laugh in front of her stepmother and also her own father.

"Feel that." Sarla's heart murmured.

The maid who worked at Sarla's house, as if panicking about what happened to her employer's guests, hurriedly took a cloth to clean the hot coffee that was gushing on Dera's body.

"Hot, pah. The coffee hit my face."

Sarla runs to meet her maid, to get a cloth to clean the coffee marks that fell on her stepmother's body.

"Bi, don't wear that cloth?"

Sarla told her maid to keep the clean washcloth back in place.

"Loh, Mistress. But right?"

Sarla put her finger on her maid's lip, "Aunty's listening to my orders now."

In the conversation between the maid and the employer, the father's screams rang out, causing the maid to panic.

"Madam, yell at Madam's papah?"

"Have not heard, we will be the same there! "

Salra whispered an order to her maid, hoping that her maid would do as she commanded, without fear of Sarla's parents.

Because the authority that can govern the aide is just his own fault, "quickly do it, let me do all my plans later. "

"Well Madam, if that's what my mistress wants, I can only obey."

" It's good that Aunt sided with me, so quickly bi, take another washcloth. "

The order was now started by his assistant, where the old woman ran in a hurry to take the lap intended by the employer.