Love Two Boundaries
Chapter 2#

While passing through the room of Mr. Hafiz, there was laughter between the child and the father.

It turned out that Mr. Hafiz was playing with his little daughter.

I could see it from the gap of the door that was not tightly closed.

"What a wonderful father figure, with his daughter he is very warm, loving, but with me?, ah...care what me, the important salary every month I smooth" I murmured inwardly and passed through the room with a small smile.

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All the dishes have been arranged neatly on the dining table, just waiting for master and mistress for dinner.

"Aunty Ice!" yelled Adira who was being carried by her papa down the stairs. With an impatient face wanting to get closer to me.

I turned my head and replied "She is beautiful, here let the aunty be fat!"

It turned out that from a different direction, Madam Jijah also walked towards the dining table. Pakuan Jijah's room is right in front of the stairs. Now everyone is ready for dinner.

"Here's aunty sling!" I extended it to my two hands, intending to welcome Adira from the papa's arms.

Mr. Hafiz with a flat face handed Adira to me, after which he pulled a chair and sat facing the head of Jijah who had sat down first.

"Ais, please call Adam!" the order of Lord Jijah came to me, for there was Adam who was not present at the round table.

"Okay ma'am" I replied briefly and passed while carrying Adira to Adam's room.

Tok.tok ...

I knocked on the door of the room, and immediately got a reply.

"Ais In!" that peaceful voice, very cold was heard in both my ears.

Like having a sixth sense, Adam knew that I was the one knocking on the door.

I went back to Adam's room.

"Sir, let's eat!" that's the word that came out of the sweet mouth of the little girl that was in my arms right now.

I saw Adam trying to get out of bed into a wheelchair.

There was a sense of unbearability in my heart to see all this, then slowly I lowered Dira from my sling, then I approached Adam.

"Ais please?" I asked Adam, bowing my body and preparing my shoulder as his focus.

He looked at me for a moment, maybe he was still reluctant, especially we are not muhrim.

"No papa, come on!" my door once again.

Adam began to draw his body closer to my body, then rested on my shoulders and tried his hardest to drag his legs and sit down in the wheelchair.

Adira just kept quiet, looking at my and Adam's behavior.

It seems like the little boy seemed to be enjoying our every move.

"Alhamdulillah" is the same sentence that we said at the same time after Adam managed to sit in his wheelchair.

"Thank you Ais!" adam said to me.

I just returned with a smile, and returned to carrying Adira.

Actually, I also hesitated to come into contact with Adam, but all of that I put aside because of my humanity.

Adam started twirling the wheelchair tires to move towards the dining table. Adira and I followed him from behind.

On the table eating Mr. Hafiz and Mrs Jijah staring at me and Adam.

Madam Jijah smiled at me, while Mr. Hafiz remained the same as usual, "just a cold look".

"Let's eat!" take Pakan Jijah while getting rice for Adam.

I sat Adira next to her papa. But Dira's behavior was a little spoiled for me, refusing to sit beside her father.

"No boy" he whined while still pulling my hand.

At first glance I looked at Mr. Hafiz's face, it turned out that he was also looking at me. I'm getting bad.

"Dira papa ya, aunty want to go kedapur!" persuade me while stroking his head.

"Dudoklah Ais, Dira's art, teringen want a mother's feed!" timpal mistress with a smile to Hafiz.

Deg ...

"Wine of a mother?" am I his mother?" the words of Mrs Jijah just backfired in my mind. What does it mean to say that. But yes, there is a point, too, during this time I never saw the mother of Adira. Of course this little child wants to feel in a bribe by a mother. Even though I am not her mother at least I am a young woman who might be considered a pretend mother by Dira.

Finally I hesitantly carried Adira, after which I sat down beside master Hafiz. Then sat Adira on my lap.

I poured water into a glass, then I sipped one sip just to get rid of my grog, because this is the first time, I'm at a dinner table with this family.

I painstakingly began to feed the sweet child, as well as the others, looking very much to enjoy my cooking.

" Setapnyeee" Adam praised my cooking while giving me two thumbs up.

"Indeed, Ais learned same ready cook spicy sour fish ni?" Add Pakuan Jijah.

"Alhamdulillah if delicious, first time in the village Ais like to help ibuk cook, so a little bit can"

"If it's like that, Ais kawen jelah same Adam, let Adam bise eat delicious every day" said Adam while still bribing the rice on his plate.

Uhuk...

Mr. Hafiz choked. I also gave my drink to Mr. Hafiz, without a, i, u, he caught the glass in my hand and sipped it almost out.

It turned out that there were two pairs of eyes that were staring in wonder at us.

"Hafiz?" the voice of the hijah mistress seemed to not believe what she saw.

So did Adam, as surprised as he saw.

I was more astonished, I looked at Mrs Jijah, I looked at Adam and I looked at Mr. Hafiz last.

"Is something wrong?" that's the question in my mind.

Seeing the look in the eyes all staring at him, Mr. Hafiz immediately put the glass in his hand.

" Setau mama, Hafiz never used glasses of people" said mistress Jijah who increasingly made me realize, it turns out I have given my drinking glass to him.

Master Hafiz's face turned unsightly.

maybe he also just realized that it was a glass of a former maid despicable like me.

With all my might I said the word "sorry my master accidentally" Then I bowed my head.

There's no answer I got.

It seems my apology was in vain.

"Ha.ha..a.." Adam's laughter rang out in my ear.

"Ternyate Hanye Ais who is able to hypnotize Mr arrogant" said Adam full of jokes.

Mr. Hafiz ignored Adam's chatter, he continued to eat dinner. While I, with difficulty trying to swallow rice that really feels swallow husk.

Adira had now finished eating, and now she was brought by the family room. It's just me, Adam and the arrogant lord on that table.

Without a word, I ended my dinner, even though my stomach was still hungry.

I pretended to be busy cleaning the tableware.

My body felt trembling with the sharp look of Mr. Arogan's eyes, I'm sure he was still dissatisfied with the events of the last few minutes.

A pile of dirty dishes is in my hand, I take it slowly to the sink so that it no longer does wrong.

From the kitchen, I could hear a serious conversation between Adam and Hafiz.

"how about we continue you treatment to Singapore?" ask Adam Hafiz.(what if we continue your treatment to Singapore?)

"Adam Rase in Malaysia is already awkward, so we don't need to go abroad" Adam argued to his brother. (so we don't need to go abroad).

"Adam, Along hanye nak is the best for Adam, so .. follow along kate Along. (along is the call for the oldest child).

"Depart, Adam piker first" Adam's weak voice ended their conversation.