Helper Pervishes
Chapter 3. Cannot Avoid.

“You live with a boy? So this is the reason why you really want to study outside the city?” morgan's gaze was rounded, he was angry and disappointed with what he had just seen.

“I like Rayhan, he's a good guy. So does Rayhan, he likes me for who I am,” Utari replied with a bow, he did not dare to look at Morgan's face.

“Dance, beware. Don't do this, it's wrong. After all staying alone with a man in the room is the wrong thing. Come back with me to Jakarta I will find a better college for you. I will finance all your needs during college,” persuaded Morgan while handing over a banded doll to Utari.

“This what?” tanya Utari looked at the doll in her hand.

“This is your birthday present. Sorry I forgot about your birthday, that time-“

“I'm not a child anymore sir, I've not played dolls,” cut utari while handing the doll back to Morgan's hands. “Would the master return now, I love Rayhan, I will live with him. Master doesn't need to worry about my life. I have grown up, have been able to make decisions for myself,” Utari said.

“Back with me, I need you,” re Morgan.

“Master, I also have my own mind. I don't want to forever be a maid!” utari said firmly.

Morgan took a step back. He also nodded. “True, you are right. I won't get in your way. I'll be back now,” when Morgan also turned around, he went from the front of Utari.

“Yes, now you are not a child anymore. You are free to choose your life path. And. I never thought of you as a maid. Me. i..”

Morgan returned to Jakarta in a state of turmoil. Utari's last words make him have to mengikhlaskan Utari.

Time passes and life must go on. The time, energy, and thought he took to keep working.

Morgan raised a new subsidiary that he started with Mr. Niko to enter the stock market in just two years. The small company under the auspices of the Milano group is growing so rapidly. Making the name of Morgan Milano became more famous to all corners of the country. Even his wealth is included in the ranks of the 100 richest people in the country.

A very remarkable achievement. A handsome 27-year-old with a myriad of outstanding achievements.

Since then, the figure of Morgan became the target of every newspaper. News of him milling around here and there on the front page of every medium. What was in the headlines at that time was about Morgan's engagement to a beautiful woman with Selvie. They formalized their relationship and will be getting married in the next few weeks.

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In the city of Surabaya, in a boarding room number 9. Utari is still cool to open sheet by sheet a news magazine. Morgan's face is on the front page of the magazine. The engagement of the Conglomerate that made headlines on the cover of the magazine.

Upon completion, Utari threw the magazine over several other magazines containing the same headlines. While grunting in annoyance, Utari was lying on the floor.

“He's getting married! Selvie is a very beautiful woman, their background is the same. Very compatible,” inner Utari.

Because of fatigue Utari's eyes began to close. Then the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Tok to tok.

“Tar, open tar,” voice Jessie her best friend.

Utari rose from her bed and opened the door for her friend.

“You guys,” Utari's eyes stared at the two men and women in front of her. Two friends who always come with a variety of food in their hands.

“We bring Tar food,” Jessie said again.

“I know,” reply Utari weak. He lay down on the floor again, followed by his two friends sitting beside him.

“There is cake, there is rice and fried rice. Come eat,” take Jessie.

Meanwhile, Rayhan is busy writing atik magazine next to him.

“This is the man that time came here right tar?” ask Rayhan.

“Emm,” replied Utari who was still turning her back to her two friends.

“What men? Ever been here?” jessie asked Rayhan.

“Pacar Utari who at that time thought you were living together?” Jessie pulled the magazine out of Rayhan's hands. “She's getting married tomorrow,” Jessie continued after reading the magazine.

“Ja so how dong? Tar, he's getting married.” Jessie asked Utari.

“Leave it,” replied Utari briefly.

“Loh let it go? You're not Nysel? Tar you still like it, right? Let's do something,” Jessie said.

“Do what? Let them go, I'm not who in Morgan's eyes. She's my employer,” Utari snapped.

Jessie speechless. So did Rayhan, they did not dare to say a moment after hearing Utari's words.

“Then eat. You need to eat so that, hiks,” Jessie's voice suddenly sobbed.

“Loh, how come you cry?” Rayhan arrived confused to see Jessie who began to cry.

“I'm sad to see Ray Dance, the man she loves is getting married. Hiks,” Jessie said as she sobbed.

Utari got up from the bed, she hugged Jessie and started crying along with her.

“Tomorrow I'm going to Jakarta!”

Hearing that, Jessie and Rayhan immediately encouraged her.

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The next day Utari flew to Jakarta. He didn't come to Morgan's wedding, he went straight home. His intention was to return to Jakarta only to congratulate his employer. Utari decided to forget the man. He sincerely released Morgan from his heart because his status is now the husband of another woman.

Upon arrival at home, the house looks lonely. Everyone was in the hall of the lavish event. By nightfall no one had returned home.

With the stomach that started rumbling Utari walked towards the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door to see what material he could manage for his dinner.

After sauteing a few menus, Utari began to spend a portion of his food with greed.

Then from the front room came the sound of Krasak krusuk.

“What is a thief?” Utari stared at the wall clock in the dining room. “New 7pm. Are they back?” Utari walked quickly to the front room. Upon arrival Morgan was walking while holding on to the wall.

“Master,” says Utari.

“Haha, even on my wedding day your face still comes to me,” muttered Morgan as if talking to himself. “Go, don't disturb my life. I'm married, leaving right now,” Morgan shouted as he staggered towards the sideboard.

“Master,” Utari tried to prop up Morgan's body and bring him inside the room.

“You are evil, can't you leave my life. Why do you always just show up. How can I throw you out of my memory?” racau Morgan's. He continued to speak inexplicably until he was in his room.

Beautifully decorated room. A sprinkling of roses on the bed and the dim light of the room, what a romantic atmosphere for a newly married couple.

Utari laid Morgan's body on a soft bed. At that time Morgan also pulled Utari's body.

“Let me have you even if only in a dream, I miss you.” Morgan said full of requests. His gaze was sad and loving, making it difficult for Utari to reject him.

The events that happened before him are now repeated. In the same room with the same person. Unification that can not be avoided because of mutual love between the two. Feelings are evoked with excitement. No one knows how they each feel. Even the two of them were unaware of the feelings they had, feelings that were deepening and getting rooted in their hearts.

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Seriate…