
At eleven o'clock in the evening Morgan and Utari arrived at the Milano residence. The atmosphere of the house is empty. The residents must have been asleep in their own rooms.
Because it was too late, Utari immediately brought the little Miracle to his room.
The next morning, Utari woke up early. As usual, at that hour the little Miracle had woken up from her sleep. The little boy started fussing over his wet diaper and his clock for milk mimicry.
Then from the door came a loud knock.
Tok to tok.
Utari rushed towards the door, Sukma the mother was already standing there with a curious face to the cry of the baby she heard from her room.
“There is a baby sound, right from your room.” Sukma broke into the room. He found little Miracle a little fussy. “Whose son is this?” ask Sukma.
“My son bu,” Utari directly holds Miracle in his arms.
At that moment Sukma's face looked angry. He asked back more forcefully. “Whose child is that?”
“My son, I gave birth to him,” Utari replied more courageously.
Inexhaustible with what he just heard, Sukma became a blackboard.
Plaques
A slap landed on Utari's cheek.
“I'm not playing, whose child did you bring home? Since when is this house free to accept children whose origins are unclear?” mimik Sukma was filled with anger, a shrill tone that was thrown out of his mouth made all the servants wake up and gather in front of the door of Utari's room.
“I told you, this is my son ma'am. I gave birth to her. Where could I lie about his whereabouts.”
“Where's his dad? Who's father? Don't tell me you gave birth to a child without a husband. You pregnant silent silence without accountability a husband then go home to this house with a disgrace for us.”
Hearing her mother's words, Utari bowed. She was both ashamed and sad to be treated that way by her mother. He knew his mother would be angry when she found out he had children, but he did not expect his mother's actions to be like that.
Seeing Utari bowed, Sukma directly hit Utari's back repeatedly. Makes little Miracle cry.
“Go, get out of here. I never educated you like this. As I expected, you will only be a disgrace to my family. Take your child away from here, do not bring your misfortune to this house.” Sukma pulled Utari's body out of the room. “Go, get out of here. You can't be here.”
Utari was crying so she. The family that was supposed to be a place for him to go home when he was in trouble was unable to accept it. The mother urged him to leave the house immediately. Utari continues to be pushed Sukma to the home page.
The commotion was heard all the way to the main house. The sound of Miracle's cry broke the silence that morning. Until the figure of the host appears.
“What is this?” hardik Morgan when he saw Utari being treated harshly by Sukma.
“Sorry sir, I did not properly educate my son. He dared to bring home disgrace to this house,” said Sukma big head. With his arrogance he continued to push Utari, feeling his deeds would be justified by Morgan.
But at that time Morgan also pulled Utari, he hugged her who almost fell due to the continuous insistence of Sukma.
“Stop. Stop me saying stop,” snapped Morgan. His eyes widened to look at Sukma who continued to push Utari. Then everyone fell silent, looking terrified at their faces, Morgan looked extremely angry.
“I brought him home here. I tried hard to persuade her, you want to throw her out of here instead. From now on Utari will stay here. He can do anything here, if he can't work don't force him, he has a baby he has to take care of.” Morgan looked at Sukma then stared one by one the maids standing in the courtyard. “Task Utari in this house is to monitor your work that is less precise,” stressed Morgan.
Sukma and the servants who stood there silently did not dare to argue. Selvie, who had just arrived there, was confused about what had happened earlier that morning. Never had he seen Morgan that angry. Morgan also never managed household affairs.
“What is this?” selvie asked as she looked at the eleven maids standing in line while looking down.
Morgan approached Utari who was standing holding the nimang of the little Miracle. The baby already looked calmer, as did Utari. “Come in, rest in your room.” Morgan then looked at the servant including Sukma.
Utari then walked back inside her room.
Since that incident, every servant in the house no one dared to pressure Utari including her mother Sukma.
In the afternoon, a pick-up car with baby equipment arrived at the house. Morgan bought all the Miracle's essentials from eating supplies, bedding and clothing.
He treated Utari like a special person in the house. Making every servant jealous of Utari.
On the kitchen terrace some waiters gathered there. Their hands are busy peeling onions with lips that are also busy talking about Utari. One of Selvie's confidantes was there. They agreed to protest to their hostess regarding Mr. Morgan who was too discriminating between the maids. Utari has been serving the lord since she was a child, but Utari is not who in the house, they do not want to serve her as they serve the master and hostess.
Wiwi, Selvie's confidant, immediately provokes the master of Morgan's overestimated Utari. Wiwi even deliberately exaggerated the story so that Selvie hates Utari.
Being angry, Selvie called Sukma and Utari to the reading room.
“There is Nyah,” said Sukma who first arrived there.
“Your daughter, what's her name?” ask Selvie the ketus.
“Nextari Nyah.”
“Disciplined your son, because you are the head housekeeper here do not distinguish your son with other servants here. From tomorrow your son will be in charge of cleaning all the bathrooms in this house. His salary money must be cut because the baby equipment my husband bought is a luxury item,” Selvie said at length.
“How much salary should I give him?” ask Sukma.
“1 million.”
“Good Nyah.” said Sukma was forced to comply. Usually he will cut half of Utari's salary for reasons of daily necessities. Previously Utari's salary was worth 4 million, now only worth 1 million, if he cut again then Utari barely get his salary.
Then Utari arrived in the room.
Selvie stared at Utari from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.
“Is my husband the one who picked you up in Surabaya?” ask Selvie.
Utari.
“I’m watching you. Remember you're just a maid in this house. Don't feel big-headed because my husband is nice to you. Be aware of yourself what your position is in this house and reflect on how cheap your pride is. You and your child should not be here!” selvie. The words telling it would certainly make Utari aware of who he was.
“Bu Sukma, direct your son. His job was to clean the bathroom before six in the morning. Our bathroom was cleaned at three or four in the afternoon. You're his mother, so I'll take your responsibility for the work he does,” Selvie said.
“Good nyah.” Again Sukma bowed obediently.
Selvie raised his head haughtily, he looked at the beautiful yet unpolished girl before him. He left the room without another word.
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