Not Just Love
Chapter 32. Frustratingly

At seven in the morning. Every day, there will be an aunt who comes to clean the villa. He will also prepare breakfast, if Zamar is staying overnight. If his job was done, he would go home and come back in the afternoon to clean up. So every day.

This morning, the aunt was quite surprised to see the photo of the woman who had been the longest, on the wall, changed position and state that was not intact. Only the glass was missing.

"Good morning, sir," said the aunt to secretary Huan, who had sat down at the dinner table early in the morning, with a glass of warm milk and a sandwich.

"Morning, Bi."

The aunt smiled, then continued her work, to make breakfast.

"Auntie, make two portions, for master and miss."

"Oh, fine. But, you didn't have breakfast?"

"I've had breakfast, bi."

The aunt nodded, cutting back the vegetables. Zamar's favorite menu for breakfast, must be a fruitful and warm. Chicken soup with vegetable cutouts.

Huan got up after his breakfast was over. He had to heat up the car's engine, because he had to come back as soon as possible. After all, Zamar will soon wake up.

A bowl of warm soup, already served, accompanied by a plate of steamed spring rolls, containing vegetables and minced meat.

"Bi, I'll go home first. Follow my wife, because she's not awake. If he asks, just tell him I have a sudden affair."

"Good, Sir."

Huan moved the photo of Maya, in Zamar's room, for a while. In order not to see Sandra, drunk people usually, will forget the events he did, after waking up.

Zamar is ready in his suit. Walk out first, followed by Huan.

"Huan. You ever tell him this location?"

"Never, sir. Last night, I accidentally saw the lady at the supermarket. He bought a lot of liquor, for which I took the initiative to follow him."

"I never told anyone about this villa, including my mother."

"Maybe, you were followed by someone."

"I'll ask you, directly."

At the Villa, Sandra wakes up with a heavy head and throbbing legs. He looked around and scrunched his eyebrows. The room was very foreign and did not appear to be in a hotel. The curtains had already been opened, and the view of the sea, immediately greeted him.

"Where is this?" He did not rise up immediately. Except sitting on the bed. His head still felt heavy, as if hit by a beam, last night.

"Good morning, Miss."

Sandra. Middle-aged woman, with dikonde hair.

"You who?"

"I'm a waiter here. Sir, it's been gone since, he said there was a sudden affair. I prepared breakfast. You want breakfast here?"

"no need. I'm going down. But, where is this?"

"This is Villa, sir. Being by the sea, which is quite far from the city."

"All right, thank you.

"I'm sorry."

The aunt came out, without closing the door. He was actually confused, when he first saw the face of his young lady. He thought the photo displayed in the room and in the living room was his employer's wife. He also had time to find the whereabouts of Sandra, who turned out to be in the guest room, not in the main room.

Sandra was confused as to how to explain it to Zamar. Two years, he was tired of feeling incapable, he hid it again. Zamar, who always avoids, makes Sandra forced to ask for help from her mother, to spy on her husband.

He was also tired, who continued to lie to his mother-in-law. The matter of the child, which until now, has not been blessed. How can children be present, while they never spend the night together.

Sandra watched her two bandaged legs. I don't know what happened last night, why were his legs hurt and what? Sandra tried to remember, but there was only a memory of her work in the hospital. And little by little, as puzzle pieces began to form in his mind. His memory was stalled, in a supermarket with a basket full of alcoholic beverages.

Sandra is frustrated because she can't remember anything.

The taste of food that feels the picture on the tongue. A busy brain thinks for excuses, making it tasteless. If I have to be honest, what is the reason? No way, he was honest with his feelings. Lying, will be discovered. Chicken soup, like water on his tongue.

He is still trying to remember, what happened last night and about his two injured legs?

"Bi. I was drunk last night and I don't remember anything. You know, what happened last night and why were my legs bandaged?"

"Sorry, Miss. I don't know. I just arrived this morning. Sir and sir the secretary didn't say anything either."

"Secretary? You mean, Huan?"

"Yes, Miss."

Huh! Sandra's getting frustrated. For Sandra, Huan was an unpredictable person. Irit spoke and face flat, it could be that without Zamar's orders, he would investigate. She must have been caught, about, spying on the husband.

"Ah, I remember, Miss." The aunt stopped rinsing the dishes she washed.

"Remember what, Bi?"

"Perhaps, Miss stepped on a piece of glass. Earlier this morning, the picture in the middle house was destroyed."

"Photo, what?"

"Photos of beautiful women. I thought the picture was your wife. Apparently, no. Perhaps the master's sister, because the photo is widely displayed in the master's room."

Maya!

Straight away, Sandra guessed it. Just Maya, there's no other woman. Zamar couldn't have put up a picture of her, because inside their house, there were only wedding photos. It was her mother-in-law who put it down.

"Where's the room?"

"Besides the room, miss. But, it seems like Master locked it. I can only clean the room, if master visits."

"All right."

Maya, Maya and Maya. For two years, why haven't you forgotten about it, Zamar?

Aided by her aunt, Sandra walked to the car, to get home soon. He did not bring clothes, because he was also unconscious, would be here.

"Did I destroy that picture, last night?" Sandra's getting riled up. Because he can do it, drunk. "Then did I say something last night?"

Sandra hit the wheel, many times and finally dropped her head. He does not know how to deal with Zamar, when he comes home later.

Sandra hasn't started the car yet. He was still sitting, with his head on the wheel. Afraid, and ashamed, if his mouth says about his feelings last night.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," he growled.

The voice often telephones, making him catch his breath. The mother-in-law called, must have asked her whereabouts.

"Hello, ma."

"Where are you, baby? You and Zamar don't come home. Are you guys together?"

"Yes, ma. We were together last night. And now, I'm getting ready to work."

"Mama was happy to hear that. All right, mama's gonna see you at the hospital. There's something important, that mom wants to talk about."

"About, what, ma?"

"Later, if we meet. Mom, it's closed first. You get ready to work."

Especially this? Sandra was getting dizzy, her head wanted to explode. Usually, the mother-in-law will only talk about the grandchild and take him to the doctor to check up. He would lie and say the same thing every day.

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