Karma Durhaka's Wife
132. Camping appearance
After traveling for 30 minutes, the luxury car carrying the figure of a middle-aged woman with a very elegant appearance because everything used is luxury items ranging from toe to head.
The figure of the woman who is none other than Rani told the driver to ask the person in front of the house area around the rented which is the residence of the woman named Putri, as soon as he entered the alley that was said by the friend of his son.
Of course, he did not want to bother to get out of the car and interact with people who he considered no more than germs because he considered not equal to him.
He who is still sitting in the car, observes the atmosphere of small houses adjacent and of course very different from the area where he lived which is luxury housing and the elite of the conglomerates.
Just by comparing the houses seen in plain sight to the area where he lived, of course, made him feel very fed up.
Especially if you imagine the successor of the Mahesa family choose to live in a small and narrow house, of course, it makes him feel very sorry for the fate of his son.
'Jeez, Arya. How could you choose to live in a slum like this and humiliate the good name of our extended family that has been respected by many people.'
'You must be suffering a lot right now, but restrain yourself because that woman has affected you. That woman named Princess has really managed to brainwash my son.'
'I will truly make him regret ever being born in this world for having usurped the only son who is the pride of our family.'
When he had just finished swearing in his heart, he saw the driver had walked into the car and landed his body in front of the wheel.
"Hows it? Does that guy know where the house of the cheap lady who made my son end up in a slum like this is?"
The driver turned to his back to respond to a question from the employer who looked upset.
"Yes, Madam. That woman said, it was in front of five houses. The rented house is green and different from other houses because it is the smallest among others.
"Geez!"
Again Rani massaged her temple because she imagined the unfortunate fate of her son who lived in a small house as said by the driver.
"It is your fate, my son. Nothing begins with this kind of suffering. What if you really married that cheap woman? It will suffer even more."
Meanwhile, the driver, who was still waiting for orders from the woman in the back seat, could only remain silent and understand the frustration of a mother who regretted her son's actions when dealing with people who were not equal.
'This is how parents who come from rich families look down on the poor when they consider them to be unequal. It would be a pity for that woman if later to actually marry lord Arya and have to have a very chatty and cruel in-law like mistress.'
'Definitely his fate will be the same as the story in the soap opera. The story of a wife who always cries when having evil in-laws. This is what the poor must think when they dare to enter into the power of the conglomerates. Treasures have always been considered to be a caste of a person.'
The daydream of the man who was the driver immediately collapsed upon hearing the intimidating voice of his master.
"Hurry way! Why just shut up!" rani who is currently staring annoyed at the driver.
He was already impatient to meet his son and see how the fate of the only successor to the Mahesa family lived in a rented house with a cheap woman.
"My son hasn't eaten yet. I have to give this food right away for the nutrition to be fulfilled because some days don't eat a decent meal."
"Okay, Madam."
The driver turned the car engine back on and drove it at a slow speed because it was in the alley area and observed one by one the house passed.
Once you see the house with green walls as said by a fat woman, immediately pull over the car in front of the house.
"This is the place, ma'am." The driver hurriedly walked out and opened the car door.
Once the car door opened, Rani who took a paper bag containing food for her favorite son, did not waste time directly out and observed the narrow-sized house and he thought it was very sad because it was considered not worth occupying.
"So, my son lives in a rickety hut like this? Jesus, Arya why did you choose to live in pain when you could spend money and live in a comfortable place? Just because that poor, cheap lady, makes you end up here horribly."
"Mama really isn't willing to see you live a life full of suffering in a place that's just like this dumpster."
Can't wait to see her son who is so missed and feared, Rani has stepped foot in the direction of the dark brown door that almost faded eaten hot and rain.
He told the driver to knock on the door because he didn't want to touch anything in the house. Assuming that everything that was before him right now was just a germ to be avoided.
While the driver immediately carried out the order and did not make a sound at all because his employer gave a code so that he did not open his mouth when knocking on the door.
Rani still pointed her index finger at her lips so that the man before her obeyed the order.
'Arya and the cheap woman will not open the door if they know I am coming, ' murmured Rani who still did not turn her eyes to the faded door before her.
Still waiting until the door opened, he felt annoyed because he stood there long enough and never opened by the woman who lived there.
"Try knocking on the door again! What are they doing inside? Or is there no one in this house?" lirih Rani with a stifled voice because she did not want to be heard from inside the house and saw the driver knocking on the door again.
Moments later, he heard a voice from inside, the key being turned and made him immediately shake hands at the man before him to leave immediately because he wanted to talk to Arya and the woman he hated so much.
Moments later, the previously closed door has now opened and features a female figure with a typical mother-to-mother appearance.
It certainly makes Rani feel more sick to see the appearance of the woman who has seized her favorite son to forget everything.
He was currently looking at the appearance of the woman before him from toe to head and was definitely very much different from what he was wearing.
'Gosh, this woman even looks so clumsy. It is really very embarrassing and inappropriate to be the wife of the successor of the Mahesa family. What is she wearing today? How could my son like a woman like this?'
To be continued...