Sharing Love: Mistress (Storage Woman)
M38: CONFERENCE

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M38 🥀 : CONFERENCE

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There are many ways that Diana Xander can realize the wishes of her loved ones. The woman always has a way so that the desire is achieved according to the target. Darren was skeptical of his mother's words. Not even 24 hours after the woman promised Ev, she has again launched a truce on the son. Early in the morning, Diana Xander's personal driver has come to bring new divorce documents.

Even Diana told the driver to wait there until the document was actually signed by Darren. Inevitably, dislikeingly, on that bleak morning, Darren had to face a letter issued by the religious court. His soot-black eyes seemed to scrutinize every strand of sentence printed in black on the white paper. Broadly speaking, there are no losses incurred due to this divorce. The Ev party also did not demand much, nor did it demand the mansion that Darren currently occupies.

Because of this problem too, Damian—secretary Darren— has been away since early in the morning. The man was kept busy working, handling what he could handle regarding this matter. Moreover, Darren also asked Damian to investigate the wife more intensely.

“Dam, get rid of this paper. I don't want to see it,” Darren said at the end. I was tired of seeing that piece of paper.

“But, mr—“

“What else? Is my order unclear? Get rid of this paper, shit*n!” aspir Darren is angry.

Damian who could only nod obediently, then took the paper. However, before completely eliminating him from before Darren, he reminded something.

“If you forget, let me remind you again. Mr. Dazen advised that if you complicate this divorce, you will lose most of the company's shares, even the position of CEO.”

“F*ck!” Darren. “Actually what do they want from me? They used to urge me to marry her, with the lure of the CEO chair. Now, they again urge me to divorce him, with the CEO's seat snapped. Are they not aware if all this happened also because of their interference.”

Damian who saw how chaotic the superior was, could only let out a small sigh. He can't do much either. Because here, his superior was indeed wrong for having played with fire. She has the perfect woman as a wife. Even if their marriage began with a black covenant on white, the master should have obeyed the rules. If not, who will suffer the consequences? Of course it was himself.

“What should I do, Dam?” ask Darren suddenly. His face looked frustrated as he looked at the secretary. Dark eye bags appear to be creaking under the eyelids. Darren did not manage to close his eyes for a moment. What is, he even continues to imagine the beautiful face of the wife. Evelyn Xander's.

“It's a difficult decision, sir. I can't carelessly give you a solution.”

Darren smiled and heard it. “At least, give me input, Dam.”

Damian nodded in silence. “All this is actually back at you, sir. If you really want Miss Ev, you can apologize and fix what can still be fixed. However, this problem seems difficult to fix.” Damian paused for a moment, taking the time to look at the superior's expression before continuing.

“Before that, you should know in advance the reason why you want Miss Ev. Is it because you want to use it as a keeper of the stability of your position in the company, or because you do want it as a man.”

Silence is created when both men are silent. Darren seemed to be thinking about the words of the secretary who had never failed to give him input. Damian is known as a man who can think logically under any circumstances. That's what keeps Darren from defending Damian. In addition, his work ethic, loyalty, professionalism and solidarity also deserves a thumbs up.

“Sorry if I'm presumptuous to talk like this. However, if indeed the master loves Miss Ev, do you not know for yourself what Miss Ev experienced during being the wife of the master? Judging from how great the business of Miss Ev, to finally choose to file a divorce lawsuit, it is not easy.”

“Live to the point only, Dam,” said Darren while kneading the temple.

“Rudely it can signify if madam Ev is tired of holding on. Madam Ev is also an ordinary woman, regardless of how great she is trying to be perfect. It is their nature to be the most sensitive and sentient beings. Have you ever thought about Miss Ev's feelings during your marriage? Is Miss Ev depressed? Is Miss Ev unhappy? Have you ever thought about it?”

“I don't think so,” replied Darren Parau. It would be a lie if Damian's words just now didn't hit.

“Through this divorce, mistress Ev's wish is actually only one.”

“What is it? Are all the facilities I provide still lacking? What else does he want?” ask Darren berdubi-tubi.

“Freedom.”

Darren silenced. Yeah, freedom. On that one he couldn't give it to Ev. During her marriage, Ev spent her time working, fulfilling her obligations as a good wife and good daughter-in-law. That's it, nothing more. Darren wasn't even sure he'd seen Ev happy when they were married.

“Mrs Ev just wants that, sir. No more.”

“….”

“Now, the decision is entirely in your hands. As long as you think about it carefully, this letter will remain here,” Damian said as he placed the divorce papers on the dinner table. Right where Ev used to eat.

“If you agree to divorce, the first trial will take place next week. I'll immediately confirm the lawyer if you agree. If it goes smoothly without a hitch, you and mistress Ev will officially get divorced in three or four months.”

“Hm.”

That was the only answer Darren gave in response. Shortly after, Damian resigned to immediately return to the office. Darren. Making himself back accompanied by silence and quiet in the magnificent room. In general, the divorce process will take a maximum of 6 months in the first level, both in the District court and the Religious court. However, if the trial process runs smoothly, then the time needed is usually only 3-4 months. (*Please correct if it is wrong)

“Mas Darren.”

Hearing his name being called, the handsome man turned his head towards the source of the voice. “What's up?” tanyanya flat.

“Tadi Ella cook breakfast together bi Surti in the back. Want breakfast now?”

Darren smiled as he stared at a D&E-carved cup. The initials of the name Darren & Ev are filled with a solid black liquid. His stomach felt full just by enjoying half a cup of caffeine. However, he also did not want to make his little wife sad. Moreover, last night his wife was also definitely depressed and surprised. Because he doesn't know anything. While his position is constantly cornered.

It's just that, somehow he was hoping Ev was the one standing there. He offered her breakfast as usual.

“Hm, can.”

The smile of the sumringah seemed to be printed clearly on the face that looked fresher. “Then let Ella take it first behind.”

“No need,” hold Darren. “Sit down, let auntie bring her breakfast here. You've been working too much.”

Ella nodded quickly. Finally, the husband looked back at himself. At least that's what made him so sure. So, now she pulls the chair on the left, near the husband. However, just about to sit in the chair, the voice of the husband was heard again.

“Do not sit there.”

“K-why, mas?” tanyanya polo's. The feeling of all the chairs on the dining table is the same, there is no name tag listed there. So, he's free to sit anywhere, isn't he?

“That's the seat, Ev. No one can occupy it other than Ev.”

“T-place to sit Ev?” surprised Ella.

Darren nodded briefly. “You can sit in any chair. But not in that chair.”

Ella nodded while looking down. His head was bowed staring at the cold marble floor. His hands were clenched beside the body, hidden from the sight of the husband. A big lie if his self-esteem is not stuck. The matter of seating only, the first wife even has a place in this house.

Ella who incidentally just entered, even living in a residence this grand, certainly has a high curiosity in every corner of the place that can be reached by the eye. However, he should be aware of the limitations. Some maids also appear to show dislike for his presence that is familiar. This can be seen when you first set foot into the kitchen to make breakfast. Ella just wanted to borrow some cooking equipment. However, since he did not know where the equipment needed was located, so he troubled others a lot.

Ella also had to be reprimanded bi Surti when she wanted to wear an apron, just because the apron was the favorite of this hostess.

“Ella.”

“Iya, mas.” The view that had been fixed on the rice with a pile of side dishes in the form of sauteed meat with peppers, sauteed broccoli and corn paste was diverted, because the owner jacked up. Look at his interlocutor.

“Sorry.”

“Sorry for what, mas?” confused Ella.

“Putting you in this position,” Darren added. “You must have been very hurt.”

Ella shook her head in response. “Actually Ella came here to know the truth. Now Ella doesn't know what to do. It's too complicated. Ella needs time to understand all this. Why did Darren lie all this time? Why Darren married Ella, even though Darren already had Ev. All those questions keep coming.”

Ella managed to pull out the uneg-uneg in her head. However, that is only a small part. The large part is still stored neatly. Ella could've gotten everything out. About how sad and heartbroken, after knowing if he was a second wife. Not the first. He felt lied to, massively deceived. But what is power. He's in love with this guy. Logically, even if the heart continues to hurt, if it can continue with him, why not?

Soon her husband will be divorced too. That means he'll be the only one. How did Ella know all that? Yeah, because he heard Darren and Damian talk.

“Listen, Ella. For now I can only apologize. It's entirely my fault. I also want to ask for one thing.”

“What is it, mas?”

Ella. In silence, he tried to confirm hearing.

“Ah, one more. Don't wander anywhere when I'm gone, and don't interfere with my problems with Ev. You understand?” asked Darren while staring at his interlocutor.

“Understanding, mas.”

“Good.” Darren finished his insignificant breakfast after saying the sentence. “I'll go.”

“M-as Darren where are you going? Work? Or...”

“Not your business,” replied Darren briefly, then waltzed away just like that.

Leaving the wife who could not dwell in her seat.

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“Good morning.” A warm greeting was given by the beautiful woman whose face looked radiant. His hands were busy arranging The Japanese egg salad sandwich and fruit sandwich.

“Morning, too Ev,” replied the beautiful, fresh-looking man with a casual outfit. She had just finished her bath after a light workout in the room. “Om same aunt where? Tumben dining table is empty.” He asked, looking at the condition of the dining room that looked quiet.

“Mommy equals Daddy goes to law firm Om Dexter.”

“Meeting lawyer?”

The beautiful woman shook her head briefly. “Entahlah. Though I told you I would handle this divorce myself.”

“It's okay, Ev. Every parent wants the best for their child.”

“Of course,” replied the owner's name while serving The Japanese egg salad sandwich in front of the man. Serving great guests who already consider this house like their own home.

“Thanks,” said the beautiful man while smiling sweetly. Who wouldn't be happy to be served like this by someone who's been liked for a long time?

“Dean.”

“Hm?”

“You're not working today?” ev asked when he himself had taken a sitting position, facing a portion of fruit sandwich at the table.

“Hm, not like,” replied Dean origin.

“Kok is?”

“Again males to D’EV. Males to Xander Company as well. Better today I accompany you.”

“I?”

Dean nodded while smiling faintly. The man who had just chewed on his sandwich then opened his voice. “Hangout, want?”

“Hangout?” repeat Ev with a swooping eyebrow. “You forgot that last night I just filed for divorce Darren?”

“I did not forget. There I will always remember it, because that day you can escape from that bajing*n man.” Dean turned, looking at his interlocutor fixedly. A smile rises in the labium. “You will soon officially part with that babing*n guy. By the time that day comes, will you give me a chance, Ev?”

“For what?”

“Makes you fall in love with me correctly.”

Ev speechless. Mum. For a moment the beautiful woman could say nothing. What does Dean mean by saying that is wanting to invite Ev to explore? I, huh? Ev tried to guess in his heart.

“How?” sue Dean, ask for answers.

“Hm.”

“Hm means, yes?”

Ev jacked up, staring at his interlocutor. “There is one thing you should know, before being determined to make me fall in love.”

“What is it?”

“You'll know that later, Dean. Just wait,” said the mysterious Ev.

Nevertheless, Dean who has got the green light, can at least breathe a sigh of relief. It's just that he still has to wait for one more ‘hal’ that Ev is hiding. The two then enjoyed their breakfast in silence. Occasionally Ev catches Dean wet who is staring at him while chewing breakfast. When caught off guard by Ev, Dean would sing a thin smile that was very sweet.

Dean did decide to stay the night after accompanying Ev. Because of Dean's presence, Ev's condition is much better now. Dimi had also been terrorizing Ev since dawn. The man said Ev was released from his jobdesk until next week. Dimi gave the policy so Ev could focus on taking care of his divorce. Ev mobile phones that had been deactivated were also filled with short message notifications to miss calls from various contacts. Starting from Diana Xander, Dessy Wijawa, to Dini—maid Ev— trust who has moved to Ev apartment with Emilio.

Ev today is free, do not have a schedule that is too meaningful. Starting from his parents, Diana Xander, Dazen Xander, Darwis Wijawa, Dessy Wijawa to William Atamrendra, advised Ev to just rest at home. The princess of the Atmarendra family was forbidden to do anything, because the parents would solve everything. It was done as a form of their responsibility to Ev who became a victim of their corrupt thinking.

While enjoying his free time while watching the movie The Phantom Thread which tells the story of a couturier from London—Reynold Woodcock— who succeeded in the 1950s, the sound of ringtone mobile phone makes Ev focus diverted. A name consisting of three letters plastered on a lighted screen. Ev who could catch the name could not help the smile that rose on his face.

“Asalamualaikum, schatz (honey). Was the ice ist? Zuerst anrufen's? (what's up? tumben call first?”

When the phone connection is connected, Ev does not immediately get an answer from his greeting. In fact, the sound of a cat meowing is quite clear from across. Ev waited quietly, turning off the television. Not long after, there was a voice that he longed for with enthusiasm.

“Mere!”

“Ja, Schatz (yes, baby)”

“I miss you, when are you coming here, mere (I miss, when is here)?”

Ev smiled broadly as the voice chanted the sentence in English. Every time he comes in contact with a phone, he rarely speaks a single language. Sometimes two—language German & French—sometimes also three languages—English, German, French—as he mastered. However, when Ev uses Indonesian, someone on the other side also understands. It's just that it's hard to answer using Indonesian.

“And have you prayed?” ev asked as he moved from his seat.

“Done (Already).”

“Continue, now And what are you doing?”

“Miss Mere (miss Mere) !” voice across the enthusiastic.

Ev nodded as he turned his gaze to the sky outside the window. “Mere will be there soon. Can you wait (Mere will be there as soon as possible. Can you wait)?”

“Kann (can).”

Ev nodded. A smile still lingered on his lips. The conversation continues with the enthusiasm of someone across the street who is not bored to make Ev smile. Although there is a distance of 11,552km. Hearing his voice alone, Ev was already quite satisfied. Because through that voice, the shackling longing can be treated little by little.

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QUESTION: *Mere is a keyword.

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Sukabumi 03/03/22