
At nine in the morning, Kayla had just woken up from her long sleep. During the breakfast of Mahesa, the woman who now bears the title of young mistress of Putra Adiguna bergeming. He was still busy sailing until he did not know if his beloved husband had gone to work.
The light of sunlight barged in through the gaps of the curtain vitrase. Slowly, Kayla's eyelids moved. The first thing he does every time he wakes up is .. look for Mahesa's whereabouts on the side of the bed.
"Mas .. are you awake?" lirih Kayla felt the empty space on the side of the bed.
Realizing that if she does not find her husband in bed, the woman rises from sleep. He sat on the headboard of the bed. Slowly, he opened his eyes. Scanning the room contents. That's what Kayla is feeling right now.
The figure of a handsome man who was so loved was no longer in the room. The guess gets stronger when the net glances towards the digital alarm clock that is on the nightstand. Time has shown at nine in the morning.
"It should be quiet, apparently Mas Mahesa has left for the office" the woman muttered. She uncovers a blanket wrapped around her body and steps into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, he flushed the crazy body with a cold shower. Clean every inch of the body from sweat and dirt that sticks.
Not long after, he came out of the bathroom with an appearance that looked fresher. The smell of strawberries emanated from his body as well as his wet hair.
As Kayla rubbed her wet hair, the woman's cell phone rang. He grabbed a cell phone on the nightstand. A message from her manager appeared on the phone screen making the woman link both eyebrows.
[At lunch, come to Shabu Nancy Restaurant in Mall Indah Permai. There's something important I want to say about work. Arrive on time!]
Every sentence written on the phone screen made Kayla curious. The woman's mind wandered, telling the important things that the manager would say.
There should be no work-related problems as he did not breach any contracts while he was in the agency. The woman carries out her responsibilities as a professional well. Although not infrequently the body feels tired because it has to do a photo shoot from dawn to late at night but he still gives his best during the shooting process.
Not wanting to be made to die of curiosity, Kayla sent a message to the manager.
[Okay, I'll be there in time. See you at the restaurant.]
After drying her hair and decorating herself as beautifully as possible the woman came out of the room and stepped into the kitchen. In the kitchen there are two ART people who are busy washing dishes and cooking utensils used to process food.
"You two, prepare breakfast for me!" pinta Kayla on two ART men. She acted like the big lady in the house. "Don't forget, also prepare a glass of warm milk. Take everything to the back garden, I want to sit back in the back gazebo."
Without waiting for the answer of the two ARTs, Kayla left those who were still unmoved on the spot.
"Curtain! That girl is so arrogant. Just becoming a wife siri alone is belagu especially if Den Mahesa makes her a legitimate wife. He could replace Miss Naila in this house. Set this and that at will," grumbled one of the ARTs in heart.
"O Allah, it turns out like this is the true identity of Kayla's mother. I used to think she was a good girl but in fact the kindness was just camouflage. He only used the guise to attract everyone's sympathy, "the inner being of a middle-aged ART. The woman had been working in the Son's residence for a long time even since Mahesa was a child.
Although annoyed with Kayla's attitude, the two ARTs were unable to do anything they could only sigh and be patient.
***
Meanwhile, in a different place, Arumi is preparing a special snack for her beloved lover. For some reason, seeing Rayyan's anger last night at the twins' birthday party made the woman dizzy with an idea to make something as an apology. Although their relationship was only a corn but he still appreciated the man as a priest for his family later.
While humming, the finger lentik was preparing food for Rayyan. He plans to make cornbread and dumplings typical of the country bamboo curtain chicken contents specifically for the lover.
"Just add a little flavoring then the dough is ready to be fried corn bakwan," murmured Arumi. He poured a little chicken broth into the batter, stirring it to a level. After tasting the taste of the dough, the woman fries it over hot oil.
For almost two hours he was in the kitchen, struggling with food ingredients to make dumplings and cornstalks. Both types of food are Rayyan's favorite food. Capitalizing on the science sourced from the YouTube application, the beautiful woman was so painstakingly preparing her homemade dumpling skin.
Nyimas noticed Arumi's motion from the doorway. The beautiful girl who is now transformed into a career woman with a high IQ and has a good performance in the hospital, so good when the fingers lentik it fold the dough skin that has been filled with chicken meat. Although this is the first time Arumi makes a special dumpling for her lover but the woman is not at all nervous in the slightest. Even occasionally heard the sound of melodious singing from the lips of the princess.
The woman was worried about Arumi's psyche because after returning from the party, the woman's tiny lips were ceaselessly smiling.
To confirm his conjecture, Nyimas approached Arumi who was busy turning the bakwan using a spatula. The middle-aged woman stood by Arumi.
"What are you cooking?" nyimas asked suddenly while staring intensely at Arumi's face.
Arumi's body is cut short by Nyimas' sudden voice. Accidentally the woman's hand touched the hot pan to make her squeal.
"Aw!" Screeches filled the room. The skin of the woman's hand was flushed and felt hot.
"Arumy!" Nyimas' jaw was wide open and he was surprised to see Arumi's hand flushed red. Without wasting any time, the woman lit a water faucet and then carried her beloved daughter's hand under a flowing stream for nearly 20 minutes.
Arumi grimaced when she felt the skin of her hand feel hot even though it had been drained by water for 20 minutes.
"Mhrs ... Ma'am Tini ..." exclaimed Nyimas from the kitchen.
Tini walked on. The woman approached the master. "What's up, Madam?"
"Please get me the burn ointment in the P3K box" Nyimas said in a panic.
"Okay, Madam."
Arumi assisted Nyimas to sit in the dining chair. Nyimas meticulously treated the burns on the hands of his beloved daughter.
"You why the hell? Cook even daydream." Nyimas protest. Arumi's lacerations have been treated. Nyimas also covered Arumi's wound with a non-sticky sterile bandage.
"I'm not daydreaming, Ma. Just startled when suddenly Mama came and asked me."
At the same time, Tini brought a glass of water and shifted it in front of Arumi. "Drink first, Miss Rumi so as not to be shocked."
Arumi grabbed the glass and gulped it until it was gone. Cooking in the kitchen for 2 hours makes his throat dry. When presented with drinking water, he is like a possessed person to be able to spend one glass of water in one gulp.
Nyimas changed his sitting position. It faces Arumi. "Are you not hearing Mama's footsteps coming into the kitchen?"
"Huh?" Arumi's eyelids are perfectly dilated. "Eh .. that ... earlier .. ah, forget it."
"Mommy's gonna have a check-up schedule with Doctor Hans" asked Arumi, trying to shift the subject. However, it makes Nyimas more sure that Arumi has hidden something from him.
"I'm pretty sure Arumi is hiding something from me right now. But what?" Nyimas. The look in his eyes was unmoved from the figure of the mature woman in front of him. "I'm gonna have to figure out exactly what my son is hiding."
"Yes, right. Eleven o'clock Mama's going to the hospital to see Dr. Hans. Wh why? You mind meeting Mama at the hospital?"
Arumi twisting lazy eyeball. Although the heat is still felt but he can still have the energy to show his irritation to Nyimas. Upset because the mother thought that she did not like the presence of Nyimas in the hospital. Though he was very happy to meet his beloved mother there because the presence of Nyimas can be an encouragement in carrying out his duties as a doctor.
"Mama's weird, where maybe I don't like meeting Mama in the hospital. If only I had the courage to treat your heart, I would. It's just that I'm nervous about having to deal with a patient that's none other than my own parents" Arumi said.
Nyimas chuckles at Arumi's words. He rubbed the back of his hand that was not burned and said, "Mama understand what you mean. It's there, you get ready. Let Mama Tini prepare all those meals into the lunchbox."
Arumi nodded obediently. Step up to the room on the second floor.