
“After previously angry because Miracle is fussy, now what else?” muttered Utari while cleaning the little Miracle bottle. From where Utari stood the voice of Selvie who kept nagging was still heard.
Asty arrived there with a bowl of food that Selvie did not touch. With a frown Asty put the rough bowl into the dishwasher.
“Ihhh, want Asty cubit taste. If you don't think she's the mistress in this house, Asty must have done it. His attitude today is worse than that of a Kindergarten boy,” Asty lamented.
“Why today? Angry at the smell of the floor mop, he also fired Mr Eko as his personal driver, and now angry at the food? Is his blood pressure normal? You didn't take our hostess to the doctor?” janda Utari because Asty's lips look very manyun, even a fried skillet might be able to hang on her lips.
“Mbak Utari, don't joke Asty again. Asty usually cooks tomyam eaten. Why today there is so much behavior. Until the show wants to vomit everything!” asty berah continued.
“You too, it was asked without shrimp why use shrimp?” ask Utari.
“No shrimp mbak, indeed instant seasoning tomyam may have its shrimp flavoring. Not one of the asty, one of the spices dong. Even angry anger is not clear,” said Asty while staring at the food he painstakingly made lying just like that on the dishwashing.
Utari patted Asty on the back so that she could slightly reduce her sense of regret. “Sabar, do not enter in the heart,” Utari said.
Some of the Miracle eating and drinking utensils have been finished in Utari washing. He was about to walk out of the kitchen and Wiwi arrived there.
“Mbak Asty, for the health of the mistress and the fetus in her womb please be very attentive to the food served. Starting today the fish and shrimp menu is not allowed in this house. Because the aroma of fish or shrimp can make the mistress nauseous,” said Wiwi with a high tone.
Hearing Wiwi's words, Utari's steps came to a halt.
“Contest?” utari Gumam. He turned around to look at Wiwi. “Whose fetus?” tanya Utari was curious.
“Who else can get pregnant here besides the mistress, why can't the mistress get pregnant?” Wiwi asked back with a cynical look. He even pulled the corner of his lips as if laughing at Utari. “Mistress is pregnant with master's child, she has a husband. Unlike the women out there who arrived home to bring the baby is not clear of its origin, cih,” hiss Wiwi then walked away from the kitchen. He even hit Utari who was still standing gasp.
After a while Wiwi left the room, Utari still stood up while digesting Wiwi's speech. He did not believe what the woman had just said.
“Mbak Utari.” says Asty while rubbing Utari's back.
“No way she's pregnant,” muttered Utari slowly. He walked into the house looking for the figure of the woman who was said to be pregnant.
At that time Selvie was comfortably lined up on his favorite sofa in the middle room. A soft sofa where he relaxes his body and mind while kneading his left temple.
“Mistress, is Wiwi really saying?” tanya Utari without a stale base, he really wanted a definite answer from Selvie at that time.
Seeing Utari who was very curious Selvie straightened her body with great difficulty.
“Wiwi said what?” ask Selvie weakly.
“Can pregnant lady really?” ask Utari again.
Seeing the curiosity on Utari's face, Selvie became excited.
“Ah Wiwi, Mas Morgan himself does not know about this pregnancy, why everyone here already knows first. This should be a surprise for him,” muttered Selvie slowly but deliberately so that Utari could hear it. After successfully sitting straight Selvie stared at Utari's face carefully, the woman was still staring at Selvie's face waiting for her answer. “Yes I am pregnant, for more details I will take mas Morgan to the obgyn doctor. He will definitely be very happy,” said Selvie satisfied. Indirectly he has thrown a punch towards Utari woman who is always considered a rival all along.
Hearing Selvie's reply, Utari became a little moody. How could the lady be pregnant? All this time the master always said never touch him.
Utari walked slowly back to her room. In his heart he tried to deny it. The definitive answer whether the mistress is pregnant or not, is after checking with the doctor directly. Madam must be wrong about her pregnancy!
While taking care of Miracle who was still a bit fussy, Utari's eyes went back and forth staring at the clock on the wall. He continues to wait for Morgan to come home to expose Selvie's lies.
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Meanwhile in a large warehouse on the outskirts of town. With a large yard where parked various kinds of heavy equipment. Various heavy equipment belonging to the Milano company is stored safely in that place.
By late afternoon Morgan's car was there.
Hearing the presence of the CEO, Mr. Syarif who is the warehouse manager immediately welcomed him.
“Welcome sir, let's Please come in,” welcome Mr. Sarif friendly while looking down respectfully. Very rarely does the CEO come to monitor the warehouse. Usually he will send people who come or Mr. Sharif himself who will come to meet him.
Morgan headed for a spacious room where there were various kinds of building materials.
Because of the inspection langung from the CEO of the foremen and construction workers who were there became clumsy. They were afraid, was there a mistake they made until the big boss immediately intervened?
“Pak, Please sit down,” said Mr. Syarif upon their arrival in the Manager room.
“There can I help sir?” ask sir Sharif.
“Call Mr. Marwan,” says Morgan.
“Pak Marwan, you mean Mr Marwan our warehouse guard?” ask Mr. Sharif again.
“Yes sir Marwan Handoko!” of course, Mr. Marwan, who is meant by Morgan, is Utari's adoptive parents.
“Good well, I will bring Mr. Marwan here,” said Mr. Syarif Then rushed out of the room.
A few moments later pak Sharif and Pak Marwan arrived there.
“Pak, this is Mr. Marwan,” said mr. Syarif.
“Pak Marwan sit down,” Morgan asks Mr. Marwan to sit in front of him.
Marwan carefully pulled the chair and sat there. Mr. Sharif immediately left the room.
“Master needs something?” marwan said later.
“Just relax, Mr. Marwan, I came here to find my father directly because only here we can freely talk,” said Morgan.
“Good, what's up sir?” asked Marwan without further ado.
Morgan took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Marwan.
“This what sir?” ask Mr. Marwan.
“Use this money to pay off your family loan, I know your family is in debt. Inside here is 3 billion dollars. Sandinya 111111,” said Morgan.
“Tu sir, don't. I-I can't take that kind of money from master. Previously also the master has helped us pay off our debt, we have not had time to pay our loan before,” refused Mr. Marwan with stammering. He was deeply indebted to Morgan.
“Pak Marwan accept, just think of this money as my reward because the family has taken care of Utari. I see the end of this, Utari came to mind with the father's family loan. You have raised him under the surname of my father very grateful,” said Morgan.
Marwan bowed languidly. He loved Utari as his own son but not his wife Sukma. His wife used Utari.
“I am ashamed of you, my wife is not very good at taking care of Utari and I am sorry about that time, I did not know that my wife would match Utari with the blind man,” said mr Marwan.
Morgan smiled faintly at Mr. Marwan's heartfelt words.
“When our parents died, I was only 14 years old. I can't yet be a guardian parent to Utari. The only person who deserves to be his guardian at that time is only the family of Mr. Marwan, so Utari will always be on my watch. I am very grateful. So can you accept this money?” said Morgan.
“Thank you sir,” Marwan decided to accept Morgan's help.
“Oh yes one more thing, Mr. Marwan should return to work at home as a gardener. Mr. Marwan's age is not young anymore, Mr. Marwan is supposed to take a break from this heavy work,” said Morgan considering the age of Marwan who has entered old age and he still has to supervise the large warehouse. He must be awake during the day and even at night to monitor all the good things that are there.
“Ta but sir, who will be on guard here? Some workers are not honest, if not closely guarded will lose a lot,” said Mr. Marwan.
“Eko I will move here,” Morgan said.
“Eko? Sir is too kind. As if he believed the bad boy's behavior. The boy is unreliable because too spoiled by his mother” inner sir Marwan.
“Alright, I go home first. If there is less sir Marwan can go home looking for me,” said Morgan. He then got up from the manager's chair.
“Thank you sir, this is already very more than enough,” said Mr. Marwan. He lowered his head by holding the Atm card in his hand while continuing to thank Morgan until he came out of the room.
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