Mr Love Love
Mama Riska's Residence

I smiled as I walked down the stairs. My steps were a little limped, falling down the stairs last night still left a pain. I smiled not without cause, seeing the scared face of Mas Araf made me want to laugh loosely, he looked adorable while being surprised, he also looked handsome when his shade was rounded. I can't stop teasing her.

"I've cleaned the whole house, Mbok! The clothes of Mr and Madam were also finished in the wash. Do we go in the room or wait here until the Master and Madam come?"

I stopped my footsteps as soon as I heard a short conversation from some stranger sitting on the sofa.

"Mom, Tuti wishes the owner of this house a good man. I don't want the previous to happen again. Tuti means, Tuti doesn't want them to fire us because we brought Rima."

"Tuti, don't worry. Mas Amri said the owner of this house is a good man, I'm sure they won't fire us. If the owner of this house refuses Rima's presence, I'm forced to leave her at the orphanage."

I was still standing by the small cupboard not too far from the sofa, what the seven people in front of me were thinking, they were not even aware of my presence.

Mmmmmm!

I cleared my throat as I walked slowly, the six people who had been sitting on the sofa with worries began to stand up to welcome my arrival. They looked at me for a moment then both ducked in silence.

"I can't stand because my legs hurt. You can sit down. I don't want you guys to think I'm being disrespectful for letting you stand while I sit back." I said as soon as I sat on the couch.

"Who are y'all? Why are you in the house without my permission?" I asked in a flat voice. The person I spoke to could only be quiet. Whether they were scared or depressed, none of them dared to open their voices.

"Do I have to wait for you to talk? Till when? Please say something!" I opened my voice again between the silence of the air.

"We-we... We."

"Yes, all of you. Why are you in my house?" I asked again because I was impatient.

"Good morning, Madam. They are the new ART in this house. They will serve the Madam as the Lord wishes." Amri said as soon as he came.

My lips are rounded to form the letter O. All I talked to was sitting on the couch.

"You don't have to be afraid of me, nor will I bite you. Welcome to this house. If you feel tired of rest, there is no need to force yourself to work.

If you are hungry eat, you can eat the food that my husband and I ate. You don't have to hold your saliva, you don't have to be afraid of me because I'm not a grumpy or a lion that's going to pounce on you." I said long and wide. I'm sure the seven people sitting in front of me feel uncomfortable that's why I want to end this opening conversation immediately.

"Most importantly, work with honesty. I don't like liars, thieves and gossipers." Say it again while fixing my sitting position.

"I'm sorry that I overheard your conversation, I mean about the little boy hiding behind your back." I pointed at the middle-aged woman who was standing alone.

I don't know why his face suddenly turned pale. I didn't say anything criminal then why was he so scared?

"There's no need to hide it, I don't mind its presence. I'll talk to my husband. God willing, he won't mind." Say it again while waking up.

I want to call Mas Araf but he's down first, he looks fresh. Her handsome face was shining, the thin smile she displayed stroked gently deep in my heart. I was fascinated again by his looks.

"Good morning everyone!"

Unexpectedly Mas Araf floating his warm kiss on the top of my head, it felt like I wanted to punch Araf in the face, I was so embarrassed. He shouldn't have done that in front of everyone. Seeing Mas Araf's behavior I can only stroke the chest. I noticed the faces of everyone sitting in front of me, they could only smile thinly with their heads bowed.

"Does anyone mind me doing that to my wife?" Again Mas Araf showed his ridiculous behavior. I immediately pulled his arm and sat to my left.

"I am your Master and this is your Lady. You should respect my wife as much as you respect me. On salary, you don't have to worry. The most important thing you have to have in order to survive in my house is just honesty. If I knew you were lazy and made my wife work then you would know my bad side! You gotit?" Mas Araf said.

I could only silently hear the words of Mas Araf, every letter he assembled into words sounded very painful in the ears of his listeners. In contrast to me, every word Araf mas sounds very melodious, as well as love verses.

Why melodious? Because in his words contained how much love for me, he did not want me to do anything but sit still. But unfortunately I'm not that pampered girl. I won't burden others for work I can still do. That's me.

"Already, Mas. Don't scare them like that, it doesn't suit your style. I'm so hungry, can we have breakfast now?"

I showed my pouting face, I even pulled Mas Araf's shirt, for some reason this morning I was acting like a child. Is it because last night was too hot, and now I need some entertainment? Yes, it's possible.

There was no reply from Mas Araf other than a small head nod. Seeing that I respect him even more.

Oh Allah... I'm so embarrassed. I muttered in my heart as I walked towards the dining table next to the kitchen.

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"I don't think I want to go! What if I miss you while I'm at work?"

Falling in love once and getting married once. This is what I often hear from Fatimah. The romance he showed with Alan's brother always amazes me.

And this time? Bad Araf or rather my husband is being spoiled for me, the romance I often see from brother Alan for brother-in-law Fatimah, today I also see him in the figure of my husband.

Maybe only this equation is in the possession of brother Alan and Mas Araf, I think their koyoisman they are alone that makes them easily familiar.

"Honey, you won't miss me because I gave it all to you. I mean, I've been marking all over your face, and lastly I've also put a mark on your chest. That means wherever you go I'll always be with you.

If you still miss me, close your eyes and say my name in prayer, God will bring us closer together. If God wills, even the universe will help you. You understand what I mean?" I asked while linking my fingers in the firm hands of Araf.

There was no affirmation from him other than a nod of the head.

Slowly, getting closer, getting closer and closer, Mas Araf pressed his forehead against my smooth forehead, I could feel his warm breath that began to sweep my beautiful face.

Get tensed!

That one word filled my chest cavity, I was worried that Mas Araf would listen to my increasingly unreasonable heartbeat. For a moment I stared at the shady netra of Mas Araf, the look in his eyes radiating a light full of love. I feel happy that he loves me that much, but I hope that his love for me will not exceed his love for the God who holds his soul.

This time Mas Araf began to tilt his head, almost his lips and my lips met in one breath.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

The sound of knocking sourced from the glass of Mas Araf's car made him wonderfully shocked. Not the lips that meet but our heads hit each other.

Ahhhhhh!

I sighed in pain as Araf's head hit the top of my head. Really, seeing Mas Araf's annoyed expression made me want to laugh out loud, but all I could do was refrain from laughing.

"Somewhere did this bully come from." Mas Araf grumbled as he opened his car door.

"Ma-mama?" Mas Araf said nervously. He's surprised. He scratched his head that was not itchy, I believe he felt sorry for talking nonsense earlier.

"Yes, this is Mama. Why are you still outside? Are you gonna keep Mama's daughter-in-law here?" Mama Riska asked as she folded her arms in front of her chest.

"There was something important that Araf wanted to convey to Mama's daughter-in-law, unfortunately Mama came suddenly."

I could only smile in silence looking at Mas Araf who was beginning to brag.

"If you're done, let Mama's daughter-in-law in." Mama said again then walked slowly into her magnificent house.

"Can I come in?"

"Honey, I don't think I want to part with you! Had there been no important opration today, I'd have made sure I'd stick to you like gum."

"It's not Mas Araf who's going to stick like gum, but me!" My reply while hugging Mas Araf, I knew with just my hug Mas Araf's heart would feel calm. And I don't mind all this, this is the good thing about being a halal lover, in every touch or utterance that nothing is haram.

"Go, I'll wait for you at home. I'm not good at cooking, but tonight I'm going to cook for both of us. If later the excess salt and the taste of salty, please forgive me, last night Papa was not present in my dream, so the retaliation for putting salt in the tea has not been channeled." My bitch with a flat face.

Ahaha!

Mas Araf chuckled at my words. Really, he is more handsome when he is laughing. He floated a brief kiss on the top of my head and then left waving his hands leaving the magnificent home of Mama Riska and Papa Wilan.

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