I'm Surrendering, Mom!
THE AMM 17

"Who wants to kill your son, Mas?" Gisela blinked her eyes quickly to flush out the clear liquid that was about to come out from there. 

"You! Who else is it? In this house there are only three of us!" snapped Abram. 

"Ah, I forgot that in a house this big there are only three of us. I who have the status of a legal wife is now a maid. It must be about the glass shards, right? Let me clean up, MISTER!" Gisela gives emphasis when calling Abram 'master'.

The woman walked away from Abram. He went into the main room and cleaned the glass. His attitude was so unconcerned when he saw Stevani who was crossing her arms while laughing happily.

When she finished cleaning it, Gisela left without saying a word. In fact, he did not speak at all when passing Abram who was standing in the doorway. 

"Hallo," said Gisela as she entered the room she heard the ringing of a cell phone and a new number. "Who is this?" 

"It's me, Gis. Dirg." 

Gisela stared at the sound that was very familiar to her. Very recognizable voice even though only through voice calls. 

"Dir-Dirga." Gisela's voice. "Where did you get my number?" 

"From Om Hendarto. I just want to be able to exchange news with you." 

"Oh from papa." Gisela fell silent. There was a sense of disappointment to his father for not asking permission first before giving his number to Dirga. It was not that Gisela did not want the man to contact her, but Gisela kept her distance especially now that Dirga already knew that she was a married woman. 

"Gis, I'm off tomorrow and there's a book fair downtown. Do you want to go there? Let me pick you up later." 

"What time is the show?" Gisela was so enthusiastic. Coming to a book fair was her favorite thing from the beginning. 

"Seven o'clock in the morning till night." 

"Then I leave alone tomorrow." 

"Why? You don't want me to pick you up?" ask Dirga. His voice sounded so demanding.

"no need. I don't want to trouble anyone. I'll turn it off." Gisela immediately turned off the call and even her phone as well. He did not want Dirga to contact him again. 

"I must have permission same Mas Abram no yes" murmured Gisela. Feeling worried. "Ah, let it go. After all, Abram wouldn't care if I went anywhere." 

Gisela lay down on the bed and tried to sleep. 

This morning Gisela had prepared all the breakfast for her husband and his affair. He's still so stupid. Receiving treatment as a maid. After everything was ready, Gisela said nothing. He rushed into the room to get his little bag.

As she was about to leave the house, Gisela's steps came to a halt when she reached the doorstep and heard Abram's call. Gisela turned around and looked at her husband who was looking at her full of probing. 

"Where are you going?" asked Abram. 

"Go." 

"Where to go!" 

"It's none of your business." Gisela replied casually. 

"Remember, I'm your husband. So, wherever you go must be with my permission!" Abram's voice began to rise. 

"Ah, yes, until I forget that I'm your wife, Mas. I feel like the waiter here isn't your wife. In fact, we don't sleep in one room, is it worth it to be called husband and wife?" 

"You—"

"Sorry, Mas. I've had bad luck." Gisela stared at the clock on her wrist. "I've prepared breakfast for you and your young lady. There are good vegetables for pregnancy. Also ginger drinks to relieve nausea due to the first trimester of pregnancy, pregnant women will often feel nausea." 

Gisela left Abram who was silent. The man was unable to speak anything anymore. There was a feeling he could not explain in any way. 

Abram called one of the bodyguards to follow wherever Gisela went because this morning he had a very important meeting. 

"Be careful if you leave with another man!" 

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