
"So you didn't really become TKW in Thailand as people know all along, Re?"
Rere nodded. "I was saved by Mr. Barnard and made a servant in this mansion."
Yep. At that time, seven years ago this magnificent mansion was just finished in the wake and Rere with some of his friends in the employ to take care of this mansion. They are paid monthly, and each payday date is allowed to contact their families.
Rere told Ima everything. He also said it had only been a year since he was able to meet the kind-hearted Mr Barnard who had saved him from a women's trade syndicate.
"Who is Mr Barnard you mean, Re?" Ima hoped, the kind-hearted Mr. Barnard was not a cruel man who bought it at five times that price.
"Mr Barnard owns this mansion. He owns this room, Ima." Answer Rere.
Ima was silent for a moment. It turned out that the kind-hearted Mr. Barnard said Rere was the scary guy.
"Didn't you see Mr. Barnard this morning, did you?" Madame Osi chirps in the chat of the two friends.
"Stop calling me madam. I'm not miss." Ima lethargic.
"I'm sorry, miss Muslimah. But, if Mr. Barnard knows I'm calling the lady by name alone, maybe I'll get in trouble." Madam Osi explained with a smile. I wish that Ima could understand her.
"What is he really? Is he too powerful that madam should obey him? Rere says he's good, then why did he order the madam to obey all her will?" Ima doesn't understand now.
His eyes stared intently at Rere's eyes, which seemed to tremble as he had realized he had since been talking casually with the Muslim woman whom he should have treated like an employer according to what Mr. Barnard had ordered.
"Mr Barnard is very powerful, miss. He's the godfather, Asia's most powerful mafia leader."
Hearing Rere's explanation just now who followed him by calling him miss, making Ima smile, then suddenly he laughed out loud. Ima's laughter confused Rere and Osi's madam, of course.
"Jeez, Rere. What the hell are you? Are you telling me about a novel you read long ago when we were in school? You're funny, Re.." Babe Ima who still keeps laughing amusedly.
"I'm not telling you a novel, miss. But this is reality. At the moment, miss is in the godfather's mansion."
Hahaaha…
"Mansion! We're in the mansion now?" reset Ima still laughing.
"You're filming a drama, huh Re? Or is this you again imprint me?" Look at Ima who is still trying not to believe what is happening to her right now.
Madam Osi and Rere responded with a look of pity on Muslim women who certainly feel very confused and also frightened by the facts that are in front of him at this time.
"I know the lady is still confused by all this. But, this is the reality, miss." Rere replied quietly, staring at the troubled face of Ima who had stopped laughing.
Madam Osi, who had finished her work, came back to the two young girls.
"Mr Barnard is Europe's most powerful mobster. I've been his servant since I was in Europe and a year ago, Mr. Barnard took me to this mansion. Then, arriving last night, Mr. Barnard brought Miss Muslimah in a fainting state into the main room that no one had ever been allowed to enter here before. But, Mr. Barnard allowed the Muslim lady to even sleep on her bed." Madam Osi explained very seriously and looked at the Muslim woman with a look that made her feel scared.
"I don't know why Mr. Barnard brought Miss Muslimah to the mansion and put the lady in the master room. Then, Rere and I, who were never allowed to set foot in this room, were suddenly ordered to serve the Muslim lady well. Isn't Mr Barnard worth a kind word?"
Ima fell silent, she lowered her gaze not daring to stare at the face of Madam Osi.
"He was a very violent mobster. He would not hesitate to kill anyone who betrayed him. But, at least he treated us his servants well. Even Mr. Barnard also treated the Muslim lady with excellent treatment. This is all real, miss. Not a novel story, nor is it a prank." Osi's madam told Ima very carefully.
Rere touched Ima's hand to make her best friend feel a little better. Rere knew, Ima was currently feeling very confused and also frightened, because she arrived at this foreign place.
"Go take a shower, miss. We've bought the ladies' clothes on Mr. Barnard's orders." Madam Osi ordered Ima to take a bath and change her clothes.
Ima glanced at Rere. "Re, I'm scared." His whisper held tightly onto Rere's hand.
"Not to be afraid, everything will be fine. Now go take a shower. I also bought you a mukena and a qur'an." Rere pointed at the bed.
Ima saw there was a set of veil on the mattress, then on the shirt there was a mukena neatly wrapped in a small bag and beside it there was a small golden qur'an.
"If you need anything, put this thing on." Rere gives one tool that looks like a remote, but is smaller and there are only two buttons there, red and green. "If miss needs my help or madam Osi, just press the red button." Continue to explain Rere.
Later, Rere and Osi leave Ima alone again in the room.
"Don't press the green button, miss Muslimah." Shouted madam Osi before closing the door again.
Hearing that, Muslimah immediately checked the button on the small remote. There are only two buttons, red and green. Ima did not care about the remote at all, until she threw the remote carelessly onto the sofa just like that.