
"Huh .... No papa, bik. Anyway, I'm sure that mas Abi will not care how I am. He won't bother with what's happening to me. But, fearfully, he'll be angry because I did it by giving him news that he thought was not important."
"Auntie, Mr. Abian is not like that, non. He won't be angry. Because after all, Mr. Abian still has a pretty good heart. Auntie sure is."
"Huh .. I don't know, bik. I also don't know how good Abian's heart really is. Because it seemed, all the kindness he had he had spent on his ex-wife. There's nothing left for anyone else, for example for me."
"Patience, non-Daughter. Bibi is sure, if Mr. Abian will definitely change well back, non. Bibi also hopes that Mr. Abi can return to the way he was. Like when he was with his late wife, Madame Tiara."
"Abian mas is very good time with Tiara mom, Bik?"
"Yes, non. Pretty well. Uh, not enough, but very. Very well done. The days are full of love, full of happiness because they are full of romance."
The princess was speechless listening to bi Titin's words just now. In his heart he said, 'Can I infiltrate into the heart of Mas Abian? Just go in, not to replace the Tiara mom who maybe I will never be able to replace. Let alone replacing, shifting just a little bit of his position is also a little impossible for me.'
The princess was still silent even though their car had stopped a few minutes ago. Bi Titin had originally wanted to be quiet, but in the end, she thought, if she had been quiet too, maybe they would have stayed in the car until late afternoon.
"Non. Don't want to come down now, do you? Do you want to rest first?" ask bi Titin while gently touching the employer's hand.
"Eh, are we there yet, Bi?" ask the princess like a dazed person.
"Yes, non. We were hard until a few minutes ago. But ... non Putri seems to be daydreaming. So don't realize if we've arrived."
"Ah, I'm sorry, Bik. I'm a bit dizzy, so it's not if we've arrived," said the Princess while holding her head.
"Yes already, non. Comein! Let the non-daughter rest immediately."
"Yes, bik."
The princess went down with help from bi Titin as before. When they wanted to move into the house, bi Titin suddenly stopped his footsteps. Automatic, step bi Titin who stopped, making the steps of the Princess also stopped.
"What's up, bi? Why stop anyway?"
"That's .. isn't that Mr. Abi's car, is it, Non?"
Those words made the Princess instantly see where bi Titin's eyes looked. Yes, in the garage, she found her husband's car parked beautifully.
"Yes. That was Abian's car. How come I'm home at this hour? Tumbens."
"Maybe he .... "
"Ah, there's no way that he's coming home because of me, bik. There must be a need for this he came home this afternoon. Yes yes it is. Don't think about it. Comeing! Go straight in," said Putri cut off the words bi Titin. Because he knew what bi Titin wanted to say before.
Having no choice, and not wanting to make her master's heart feel disturbed, bi Titin immediately followed what the Princess said. Go inside while helping to clean the Princess carefully.
When bi Titin pushed the door, Abian was pulling the door open. Finally, the door is pulled with a stronger energy makes bi Titin lose balance. Unfortunately, due to her imbalance she fell by taking the Princess with her.
Seeing that, Abian swiftly restrained the Princess' body so as not to fall to the floor. While bi Titin, bad luck approached him. He fell to the floor in a down position.
"Ouch!"
The complaint alerted two people who hugged each other a few seconds ago. The reflex attitude that can somehow occur, makes the two look at each other with positions that embrace each other with a very close distance.
But unfortunately, complaints from bi Titin became a nuisance. Both of them immediately took off the embrace as quickly as possible.
"Auntie is not a papa, Mr. Abi. I'm sorry, auntie just made trouble for me."
"Grandfather, bik. No problem with that."
"Oh yeah, non princess is not papa, right? Is non okay?" Bi Titin asked in an anxious voice.
"I don't know, bik."
"Are you really not papa?" Abian also said.
"Yes. No papa," said the Princess with an annoyed tone that sounded also there was a disappointed tone in it.
After saying that, the Princess wanted to leave Abian immediately. However, Abian quickly restrained his hand from leaving.
"What else?" the princess was getting upset.
"Why should I be angry? Isn't there something wrong?"
"I'm not angry. Just a little upset. Why hold my hand? Release him! I want to get in the room for a break."
"Don't have to be upset either just because of your hand I'm holding. I held your hand just to help. You're not doing well. So, let me help you up to the room."
"No .... "
The Princess's words were suddenly greeted quickly by the aunt. Bi Titin, who hoped that the relationship would improve, immediately became a matchmaker when she saw the opportunity.
"Well, it's true what Mr. Abi said. Non-Daughter is not healthy. His leg is seriously injured. He cannot walk without help. If he keeps breaking what the doctor says, then the injury he's going through will get worse."
"Bi Titin." The princess was upset.
But unfortunately, the speech was not at all heeded by the aunt who was having a passionate spirit to help improve the relationship between her two employers.
"Non Putri also needs a complete rest, Mr. Abi. Can't use his legs for a while. So .... "
"Aibi ...! Yes already. I'm not papa. Really not papa. That is why it is always excessive. I'm not papa, he's busy himself."
"Who's Being?" abian asked reflexively in response to what the Princess said.
"Therefore, his doctor's friend is non-Daughter, Mr. Abi."
Abian looked directly at the Princess.
"Do you have a doctor friend?"
"Well, I have. Ah, yeah that's it. No need to talk about it anymore. I want to go to the room now, please let go of my hand that you have held since," said the Princess while looking at her hand that Abian still held.
"I'll take you to the room."
"But .... "
Not yet had the Princess finish her speech, Abian immediately carried the Princess. Without talking, also without further ado. It made the Princess shocked to the point of being speechless. With a red blushing face, he tried to hold back the beating heart. Faster than usual.