My employer, my husband
Family Photo

"Auntie why?" ask Adnan while clutching the shoulder of Aunt Mira.

Aunt Mira immediately turned around and embraced Adnan. "Suddenly Auntie remembered the sister of Auntie," said Aunt Mira while shedding tears in Adnan's embrace.

Adnan tried to calm Aunt Mira down while patting the woman on the back gently. "Yes already, Tente. Besides his sister Tente is already happy with his small family" said Adnan.

Aunt Mira was still crying in Adnan's arms for a while before she broke into their arms. Then Aunt Mira looked at Adnan with a sad look while wiping her tears.

"You're right, Adnan. He was happy with his little family. Even he could forget us as his family" said Aunt Mira.

Aunt Mira came back to Naila and touched the girl's right cheek with a warm smile. "Welcome, Naila. May you stay with us." said Aunt Mira.

"Thank you, Madam." said Naila as she returned the smile of Aunt Mira.

After that, Aunt Mira left and returned to her room to immediately clean up. Similarly, Naila, he also said to Adnan who was still loyal to stand in the room with him to return to continue his work.

By late afternoon,

In the main room, Tente Mira and Adnan were busy there with several male servants. The woman asked them to help her display a very large family photo. When Aunt Mira was busy arranging the right position for the photo, Naila accidentally passed through the place.

"Well, already! Yeah, like that! I like!" exclaim Aunt Mira while smiling satisfied when the photo is attached to the position according to her wishes.

After they finished helping Aunt Mira, the servants returned to their respective jobs. While Aunt Mira and Adnan are still standing in the room while looking at the photo.

"How, Adnan? Beautiful isn't?" ask Aunt Mira to Adnan.

"Of course, Auntie. Auntie's choice is always cool!" sahut Adnan while teasing his Tantenya.

"Ih, you!" exclaim Aunt Mira while pinching Adnan's arm.

They laugh together there. Without them noticing, Naila was also in the room. Naila's eyes were fixed on the family photo of Aunt Mira who had just been displayed there. The look of sadness as well as a sense of wonder on his face. Even his eyes looked glassy while looking at the photo.

"Yes, Lord .. Who is this beautiful woman? Why is his face so similar to that of my late mother?" But even though their faces looked very similar, it was impossible for the woman to be the same person. Mother is only a village woman and we are only from a poor family." - Inner Naila

"Eh, Naila! What are you doing there? Come here" said Aunt Mira when she realized that the innocent girl was standing, far behind them, looking at her family photos.

Naila nodded her head slowly. Then he walked over to Aunt Mira and Adnan who were still standing in the room.

"Look, Naila! This is a picture of my family." continued Aunt Mira while clutching the shoulder of Naila who approached her.

Naila smiled at Aunt Mira's words and then looked back at the photo.

"Look! The one standing with the most handsome body among us, he was my father. While the beautiful woman standing next to the handsome man was my mother. And ..." said Aunt Mira had paused, "The beautiful girl standing next to my mother is my sister ..."

Aunt Mira was silent for a moment while staring sadly at the beautiful girl in the photo.

Adnan immediately approached his Tantu then patted the woman's shoulder gently. He knew Aunt Mira was sad again because she remembered her sister.

While Naila was so curious where the sister of his employer went. However, he did not dare to question their family's personal matters.

Aunt Mira took a deep breath and then exhaled her. "Why, when I saw your beautiful eyes, I remembered my sister's figure. His eyes are also light brown, just like yours." said Aunt Mira as she looked at Naila standing next to him.

"And I think you have another resemblance to him. That's why I immediately like you, Naila." continued Aunt Mira.

"Actually, if I may know, where did your sister go, Madam?" naila asked hesitantly.

"He left us for a man and chose to marry him. While my father had already hated the man to decide not to find out where the brother and the man were." sahut Aunt Mira with a sad face because she remembered the past stories that happened to her family.

"I'm sorry, Madam. I do not intend to bring back your past" Naila said with regret because she had dared to question things she should not ask her employer.

Aunt Mira smiled back at Naila. "It's okay, Naila." said Aunt Mira as she hugged Naila's body which had begun to tremble with fear.

After breaking her embrace to Naila, Naila immediately told her employer to return to continue her work that was almost finished.

After Naila died, Aunt Mira approached Adnan and then invited his nephew to sit with him in the room.

"Adnan, do you like that girl?" aunty Mira asked with a smile to Adnan.

Adnan's cheeks instantly blushed in embarrassment as his aunt questioned him about it. "Auntie what the hell?"

"Heh, from your facial expression alone, Aunt already knew that you were in love with Naila!" god Aunty Mira.

Adnan's getting embarrassed to hear it, "Geez, Auntie! Aunt talkin' good?" adnan tried to avoid.

Aunt Mira chuckles when she sees Adnan's misbehaving expression. "Have it, admit it! It's okay, Adnan. If you really like it, Auntie supports you. Because Auntie thinks Naila's a good girl, after all, didn't you say she was just a kara? So it's not wrong we reach him to be a part of us." said Aunt Mira while patting Adnan's shoulder.

Adnan lowered his head. "But Adnan wasn't sure he liked Adnan, Aunt." said Adnan as he exhaled heavily.

"Gee! So men are so! Convinced donk, that you can conquer Naila's heart. You are handsome, well-established, cool, and there is no more reason that Naila can reject you, Adnan," said Aunt Mira,

Adnan smiled wryly after hearing Aunt Mira's speech. "Oh my goodness, Auntie. I said cemen," said Adnan while patting his forehead slowly.

"Lha, man! If not cemen, what is his name? Give up before you fight!" sahut Aunt Mira chuckles.

"Yes, yes, I'm cemen!" adnan Sahut.

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