Prince Modosa
Chapter 38 (Meeting the Big Mistress)

In accordance with the previous promise Farah came to Keken's apartment at seven, early because Farah was afraid of being stuck in traffic on the road.

He quickly cleaned Keken's apartment as usual, paying off debts with the energy he had. Mr. Amin occasionally stole a glance at Farah because unlike usual Farah came in the morning. And this time Farah looks neat and beautiful, unlike usual wearing a loose t-shirt that Farah always wears.

Mr. Amin carefully approached Farah, trying to find out why Farah had come this morning.

"Farah, what are you doing here?" ask Mr. Amin

"Work." he answered quickly

"Yes, I know you work. I mean why you came this morning. Tumben?" Mr. Amin glanced to the right and to the left, afraid to be caught Keken because of the kepo with Farah's affairs.

" Oh, that's because __" Farah had not had time to answer, heard a shout from a man who was not a stranger

"Farah, come here." call Keken

"Sorry sir, I have to go there. Den Keken called me." Farah quickly approached Keken

"What's wrong?" tannya

"What's up, what's up! If Amen asks - ask do not answer. Understood!" exciting Keken

"I'm not polite, Ken. Call him Mr. Amin don't be amen. Same parents must respect if asked yes must be answered do not be said to be arrogant like you." Farah hit her mouth with her hand. As usual, talk to that guy.

Keken just grunted annoyedly.

"Still in the morning Far, don't make me go up in blood" Keken said

"If you are upset and emotional try occasionally beristighfar so that your heart is calm so it is not easy to be emotional."

Keken was silent listening to Farah's lecture and just sipped the mineral water that Mr. Amin had prepared as usual.

Keken's body felt sticky after morning exercise, he opened the shirt and threw it into Farah's face.

" Enter into the washing machine. "Keken commands without looking at Farah

"That's really cheese! This face is not a basket of clothes. No courtesy - no courtesy at all." But when Farah threw Keken's clothes on the floor, she saw Keken's white body that was sixpack and muscular.

"Wear your clothes!" Farah bowed her head, embarrassed to see the bodies of other men besides her father and sister.

" Why, this is my house." Keken deliberately approached Farah. "You don't want to touch this smooth body of mine." teased Keken as he blinked his eyes.

" Who would want to touch your body. I have no intention at all to tease you!" Farah threw her face the other way.

"If your eye pain goes to the doctor, you may have intestinal worms!" Farah was upset that Keken was always looking and flirtatious to her.

"Just kid! Who's the dewormer!" Keken almost rose blood, how could Farah call it intestinal worms for trying to tease him with tears.

"Damn! This girl is not captivated by my charm!" he murmured in the heart.

"You sure you don't want to see this nice body of mine?!" ask Keken again.

"No!" Farah still looked away.

"I looked up at the body of bang Hilman, who always made me hot cold and warm when hugged." said Farah, but still heard by Keken.

"Go!" keken's orders, either for the umpteenth time she felt upset when Farah said the name of her future husband.

"Yes, yes, without being asked I will leave. It smells asem!" Farah picked up Keken's shirt again and passed away.

"I don't smell asem!" yelled Keken in annoyance.

"Bau ketek, hoek.hoek" cried Farah from afar as if she wanted to vomit.

"I don't smell bad! It's delicious!" reply to Keken by shouting.

"Basic of a fat chick!" yell again

Farah giggled at Keken's swearing, a pleasure in itself when Keken was upset.

An hour later, Keken's apartment was shocked by the arrival of a woman.

Farah quickly opened the door when the apartment bell rang. Look a woman who is aged but still looks beautiful, especially with neat and fashionable clothes. Look graceful.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" asked Farah politely while smiling. But the woman's face stared fixedly at Farah from head to toe without answering her question. The look on the woman's eyes was so sharp as to skin her, that no one would dare to look back at her. Farah lowered her head.

" Mrs, please come in." said Amin, he drew Farah's hand so as not to block Ms. Imelda's path.

"Come.. Madam, is this Keken's mother, sir?" farah asked softly to Mr. Amin. And answered with a nod of the head.

" Please come in madam, sorry for not recognizing you." Farah looked down respectfully.

Imelda just entered without answering the greeting from Farah. He found Keken who was having breakfast.

"Mommy must be here because of information from Mr. Amin right?" Keken glanced at Amin who was bowing his head. As usual Amin will report all activities Keken.

His mother did not answer Keken's question, he opened the plate that Amin had prepared and took some food, trying to taste Farah's cooking.

" It's only fitting that you still keep it." said mommy Imel without looking at her child, every dish Farah made was quite tasty and wanted to eat it again and again.

"Sir Amin, I feel uncomfortable. The aura is so cold, Hii..." Farah who was in the kitchen now shuddered in horror, her hair as if goosebumps. There was a slightly strange taste to Farah as the two people who were eating looked less harmonious even no laughter or just a warm smile from the two.

" Amin sir, what should I do. Are we gonna watch them eat?"farah asked, he was so confused because Mr. Amin was just standing in the kitchen, not far from where they ate.

" You shut up! Don't talk much and stay here "weep Mr. Amin. Farah just nodded her head

" The rich are weird, why should I watch them eat. I'm going to be hungry again." murmured Farah inwardly, she stroked her stomach that felt sore. Farah didn't have much breakfast because she had to catch up with time and now her stomach feels hungry again.

" What's your name ?! " ask Imelda. Farah was silent and did not answer. And Mr. Amin gave Farah the code to answer.

"I sir!" lirih Farah told Amin, "Are I really the one being asked?" ask again. Mr. Amin just nodded his head.

"I'm Farah madam, sorry for the long answer because I guess you didn't ask me." replied Farah

"Come here." Imelda commanded,

"Sit down."

" HUH...!" Farah gasped at Imelda's orders, glancing at Keken. With a nod of his head Keken ordered him to sit near his mommy.

" Yes madam." Farah's heart was racing, inexplicably when she saw the face of Madame Imelda up close, Farah was frightened and could only bow her head.

"Eat, you hungry?"imelda asked, she looked at Farah's face intensely, there was a sense of compassion that penetrated into her heart.

Farah just nodded her head, indeed since then she held back hunger but did not dare to eat because Keken had not touched his breakfast.

" How does the madam know what I think." murmured Farah inwardly.

" Sorry madam, may I ask you a question? "

Imelda nodded her head

" Do I deserve to sit here with my lady? I feel uncomfortable and insecure" Farah said with a clumsy smile.

" If you're not confident sitting with me, what can you do to make yourself more confident. What advantages can you show to be confident? "asked Imelda, she looked at Farah's face. Not very pretty, but her smile was beautiful. The skin is ripe but does not reduce the face that looks sweet.

" It is fitting that my son be smitten with this girl. "the murmur of Imelda in heart

" What are my advantages? " Farah asked himself while frowning." I can only cook madam "he replied.

" Beautiful no, rich no, graduating college neither. It seems I lack a lot of mistresses." continued Farah again. He so innocently answered the question of the madam.

Keken chuckled at Farah's reply.

" You have a lot of flaws, your advantages are only one, fat!" sahut Keken

"I'm not fat just containing." Farah stared intently at Keken who had insulted her again in front of the big mistress.

" Feed." - orders Imelda

Farah quickly obeyed Imelda's orders. She shyly ate food with a small portion.

" It's usually also two dishes, don't be shy, usually also shy." said Keken again.

Farah was so upset that she stepped on the foot of Keken who was under the dining table.

"Fucking girl*n! Dare to step on my feet." muttered Keken inwardly as he glanced at Farah. He again stepped on Farah's feet until there was a fight between the legs and feet.

" Just keep stepping on each other until your feet bleed!" ketus Imelda, he knew the two people in front of him were fighting between the legs and feet under the dining table.

"Sorry." Farah bowed her head and ended the feud under the dining table.

After the breakfast together was over, Farah rushed to clean the table and the others. Farah deftly tidied it all up.

"Farah come here !" call Imelda

Farah who was called , quickly approached the big madam.

"More.." Keken who saw Farah coming now could only sigh long. Her mother will definitely give Farah a pretty long interview test.

" Mommy won't overdo it when you ask, you go now."

Keken left his mother who was sitting on the balcony.

"Yes, madam." Farah's heart was pounding again, each time she saw the great mistress Farah feeling scared.

" Sit down, I want to ask."

" What are your plans ahead?"

"What yes, mmmm.the plan is I will get married and live in bogor, madam." Farah was confused as to why the big madam asked about personal matters

"Then?"

"Mmm.. be a housewife, keep in-laws and be happy with my husband." Farah smiled embarrassedly as she said my husband.

"Did you not have a dream?" ask Imelda

" Dreams.., I don't know, madam. I don't know if I have a right to dream or not. Everything feels hard to me. I used to dream of graduating from college and being able to work in an office, in fact it was very difficult, I DO. "I'm not as lucky as the other girls. Farah's face is a little sad considering she didn't have the support of her family in college. Eventually, he broke up in the middle of the road.

" Do you still want to go to college? "

" Now there is no mistress' wish, now my focus is on working and getting married. "

" Farah, life will go on. You are young, pursue your dreams. You have a good cooking talent, try to find opportunities from there. Life should grow and develop never give up on circumstances. I'm sure you can achieve your dreams. "

Farah could only bow to the advice of Miss Imelda.

" I still have dreams. "Farah breathed long.

" Every time I cook, my mother's shadow comes to mind, she always smiles. Back then, when I was a kid I always helped my mom in the kitchen. And I want to have a restaurant or a cake shop, I want you to be proud of me." Farah held back the almost dripping tear in the corner of her eyes

" I'm sorry madam, I'm always sad to remember my mother. " Farah hurriedly swept both corners of her eyes. And Imelda just smiled bitterly.

" Get what you want to be your dream, I will support you from behind." Imelda

"Sir... What does madam mean?" Farah did not understand what the great madam said. However, he had not had time to ask again the voice of the mad man was quite disturbing.

" Farah, let's go! " cried Keken from the room.

"Yes, excuse me, madam. I'll take care of it." Farah looked down respectfully.

"Let's go in." Imelda and Farah followed him from behind.

"Mommy's coming with Ken."

"That's... Mommy why come along anyway, menuh-uhin Keken car only." grunted, "Where does mommy know Keken keken?"

"Based on a brat!" Imelda tapped her son's ear, "Mommy knows where you're going." It came out with Farah and Keken who were still complaining of pain.