Pelita Hati Bunda
The proximity of Ara and Mr. Devan

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Ara continued to be silent and also continued to hug me even though she reached Mr. Devan's house. Actually, I no longer want to live in the house of Mr. Devan who is very luxurious but Ara who continues to want it.

Not because I like luxury homes and also comfortable all this but Ara feels safe with the presence of Mr. Devan around us. Especially after meeting with Aditya mas earlier in the hospital, Ara did not want to look outside.

I became so sad with what had happened to Ara, she became quiet she was also so scared that she would not let go of me.

"Honey, you go to the toilet for a while, yes, you were here first with Sus Neni" I said.

But Ara shook her head not to allow it, she kept hugging me and did not allow me to get out of bed even though there was Neni here.

"Non's pretty, now it's the same old Sus for a second. Let the mother go to the toilet first," sister Neni also persuaded but Ara remained tight.

"No way, Ara wants to be the same mother," the tighter Ara hugged me she didn't let me get away from her at all.

By the time Ara finished answering, Devan came in, she had changed clothes by now. Without a doubt Mr. Devan sat on the other side of Ara he was already smiling.

"Darling, same old dad yuk. Mother let me clean first. Ara wants to play with dad no, dad has a new doll in dad's room" he said so gently.

O God, why can a stranger who has no blood relation at all with Ara be so tender and affectionate like this. Why not Aditya's own father like this.

Without answering Ara immediately released me and turned to Mr. Devan, he immediately walked with his knees to get closer and finally immediately hugged Mr. Devan.

So comfortable is Ara on her?

I was fixated to see it, I wanted to feel like I was crying if I compared Mr. Devan and also Aditya mas. They are completely inversely proportional so far.

"Do what you want to do now let Ara be with me," Mr. Devan stood up holding Ara.

"I_yes," I nervously replied. Again I was just amazed by Mr. Devan. Why would someone as good as Mr. Devan do such a bad thing to me.

Was what happened yesterday just a dream?

It was not easy to believe seeing what he was doing now to Ara. A fatherly soul that is so weak and unloving and so protective turns out to have a dark side that is so scary.

"We're going to Dad's room now?" he said with a start stepping after Ara nodded.

I still kept seeing her when they came out of the room even Neni sister also came out and followed them from behind.

In the arms of Mr. Devan Ara always feel comfortable he also likes and always feels at home when with him, but why it makes me feel more uncomfortable.

I was afraid of my status being out of proportion to her, not only because I was a single-born widow but also with a different caste between us.

If only we really had a serious relationship there would be many obstacles. Not only from his family but also from everyone who does not like me who is just a widow who must have gotten a negative stamp.

Especially if until Mr. Abraham knows because my identity that he knows is very different from the reality of course he will be very disappointed even against thinking I am a big liar.

That's why I don't want to wish more on my relationship with Mr. Devan. I hope that what he did yesterday to me there is not one of his seeds alive so that I will not have any bond with him. Although not now I want to still be able to get away from him as far as possible and live happily with Ara alone.

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After I finished cleaning I rushed to Mr. Devan's room to see what they were both doing and wanted to invite Ara back.

It was morning and Mr. Devan had to go to the office immediately there was no way I would let Ara continue with him.

Doubtful that I opened the door, I was so afraid that I had never entered Mr. Devan's room during my stay here, what if he was angry?

Tok tock..

"Ara," I kept knocking on the door even though it was too late because the door was open.

There was no reply from Ara or from Mr. Devan.

I opened it wide and slowly entered without closing the door.

Eyes stared in amazement as they saw Ara and Devan sir who both fell asleep so soundly with a state of hugging each other and in the middle of them there was a small barbie doll.

Ara's forehead was right on Mr. Devan's lips even between his forehead and the lips were fused.

What a beautiful sight. If only they were father and son, that happiness would be very real. But, baby, fate says something else.

How I woke up Mr. Devan, he must have been so tired from not sleeping all night for driving us to the hospital and keeping Ara, but he had to go to the office.

The head kept thinking about what to do until finally after a while I decided to keep waking him up. I hope he's not angry.

The feet stepped back and approached, the hands began to stretch out and touch his shoulders slowly.

"Pa_rn. Mr. Devan, it's morning. Sir," call me so softly so that Ara is not disturbed.

Slowly Mr. Devan opened his eyes, it was not difficult to wake him.

"What time?" tanyakanya.

"Hour six, sir." I replied.

"In a minute, wake me up at seven. If I wake up Ara will wake up too. He just went to sleep, "he answered.

His eyes closed again and his hand that had rubbed his eyes now hugged Ara again.

"Hem," I obeyed and let it go. No longer did I bother him and rushed to get out.

"If you are tired of sleeping. Later let the Sister wake up my_. Or you'll just sleep with us."

I turned my head back after hearing her careless words and it turned out that she was smiling even though her eyes remained closed.

I didn't answer but just shook my head and walked back to get out. There's-there's Mr. Devan, how could I possibly sleep with him in the same bed.

"Nay, Nay.."

Those words I heard when I closed the door were not perfect and after that there was no sound I heard.

Although not sleeping all night but drowsiness did not come to me until I decided to go to the kitchen and help others to make breakfast.

You know if it will eventually be refused to help but it does not matter if you try again.

"Morning," I say_to some of the waiters in the kitchen. They numbered four including Neni's sister.

"Morning, Yes." answered them all.

Again they call me madam, what is the wife of their master?

"Hem, what breakfast this morning. Can I help you?" I'm staying close.

"I_this.., hem is not necessary, Yes. Better madam rest. Let's do everything, '" Sister Neni spoke. And it turns out to be true, I was rejected here.

"I'm not tired, let me help you," I remained tight and directly took over the knife from one of the servants.

Even so many knives there but I directly took over from one of them with it would definitely instantly step aside.

"No, it doesn't matter, Him. Let me just," he said and wanted to defend the knife.

"It's okay, my cooking won't contain poison anyway."

I smiled and went straight to work on what the waiter had just done.

They all looked at each other wanting to refuse my help for fear of their Master but I was so determined to do so and they did not dare to refuse me.

I'm a nobody here, not a queen whose job is to sleep and eat. I'm just here hitchhiking and have to keep doing the job I can.

"But, Nya," Sister Neni approached.

"It's okay, Sus. If your master is angry, let me take his punishment. If you get fired, you come with me. We're getting out of here together," I said, ostentatiously.

Though I am amused myself, pretentious to invite them when to pay I have no money. Very amusing.

"But_but..."

"Already, better help me and we finish together. Wouldn't it be done together to finish quickly?"

"I_iya.." Neni finally resigned and let me help, as well as the servants who had been silent and did not dare to say anything more.

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Seriate....