Sharing Love: Mistress (Storage Woman)
M55: ANGRY
M55 🥀 : ANGRY
Ever heard the term utterance is do’a? a term that is quite popular is of course often heard in the ear. The term has also been heard by descendants of Xander who are currently questioning the truth of the term.
“This time you missed the CFO position because of Dean. Next time, do not let lo kecolongan bini because Dean also.”
That sentence, some time back was echoed by his coworkers and friends. Now, the same perpetrator is lecturing the descendants of Xander who are enjoying a glass of caffeine.
“Kan, you really kecolongan,” mocking laughter sounded from the thin lips of the man who was sitting while folding his legs. “Gue told you from yesterday, be careful. Now, you're not safe either, Darren. The project in the abandoned village was abandoned, because the construction faltered. Though the company has spent a lot of funds.”
“The project is in the works. You don't have to worry. Just focus on making investors survive.”
“Ya, times you think it's easy?” ask the man who holds the position as Chief Operations Officer or COO is sarcastic. “Especially now the news of your divorce is the same Ev again warmly discussed. In a sense, the scandal is affecting investors. They can only withdraw the agreement if our side is no longer profitable.”
The man who sat down while enjoying a glass of caffeine was silent, not replying. The results of the general meeting of shareholders that has just been completed, turned out to have a significant impact. In the meeting, he also had to face his rival who served as CFO or Chief Financial Officer.
“Btw, I am also surprised to be equally curious about the news of your divorce,” said the man named Dewangga. “Kok suddenly you decided to divorce? Not that all this time your relationship is ayem?”
“Hm.” That's all Darren can answer.
It certainly makes his interlocutor muzzle sebal. “If it turns out the reason you divorced because you have a mistress, like news spread on the internet, I do not think the same way of mind lo.”
“Jaga talks, Dewa. Not all news spread on the internet is true,” Darren argued.
Dewangga smiled cynically as he moved from his seat. “Mean me it's the same lo, because only you same Ev know the truth.” After saying so, the man grinned faintly while resting his hand into his pocket.
“Gue go back first, deh. There will be another meeting with the marketing team,” he said. “Oh yes, Dam. My girl has something for your wife. Later take yes, in my room.”
The man who had just been a listener nodded in response. After Dewangga who is still a circle of friendship with Darren and Damian, the ringing sound of Darren's phone ringtone broke the silence. The man who had just faced the MacBook screen seemed to be frowning when he saw the contact listed on the phone.
“Halo, what's up?” he asked, to someone across the street.
“Sorry to disturb the master's time, I just want to say if the lady is not at home,” said the Dyana contact owner.
“What? Where are you going, her? Why is no one aware of his disappearance?!” cecer Darren emotions.
Dyana is the maid name assigned specifically to be the maid of the mistress. The young Maid who will take care of all the needs of his mistress who is two-bodied. However, now he even got word that his mistress had gone somewhere, without knowledge.
“M-sorry, sir. Earlier, the maids were resting in the break room. We think the lady is still busy making cookies. When examined, miss is no longer there. We've searched the miss of the whole room, but didn't manage to find her.”
“F*ck!” aspir Darren is angry.
A second later, the man instantly turned off the phone line, and switched on the contact app. He directly contacted the personal driver contact—former private driver his first wife—the usual standby at home.
“Halo.”
“Halo, sir?” The familiar voice across from immediately replied, although his voice sounded doubtful.
“You know where my wife is?” ask Darren to the point.
“Master wife? That is, miss Ev?” asked the voice across, looking confused.
Darren pinched his temple, dizzy suddenly attacking. While beside him, Damian who listened to the conversation of the boss—because Darren uses the loadspeakers— feature can only smile understandably.
“Ella. Where is that woman? Is she with you?”
“I-tu, sir. She asked to be delivered to your parents' house. Miss said I had a permit, so I drove her there.”
“My parents' house?” Darren ensures hearing. The dizziness in his head increased after that.
“Iya, sir. So, now I'm at your parents' house.”
“He hasn't come home?”
“Not yet, sir. Though miss has been visiting since morning.”
Darren growled when he heard it. “You can come back, let me take her home.”
“Good, sir.”
The call was then unilaterally cut off. The man in his big chair appeared to be hitting his desk in frustration. Making the secretary who was still standing before him could only sigh at him. If it had been this way, he was sure the boss would have messed up the schedule he had made with great difficulty.
“Dam.”
“Iya, sir?”
“Cancel meeting with PT. FAITHFUL ETERNAL. I have to go to my parents' house.”
Submissively, Damian could only nod as he assented.
🥀🥀
If there is someone who implies a dislike for your presence directly or indirectly, will you continue to persist there? Most definitely said ‘NOT’ with compact. Especially if you still have veins of shame, humiliated in such a way with very class, should know yourself, right?
However, that is not the case for young women who currently choose to sit and wait. Instead of leaving her husband's parents' house immediately, the young woman chose to stay. Even though her pride had been trampled by the sentence containing the fact that came out from her in-laws mouth just a moment ago.
She, Estrella who probably already has no veins of shame. His head did not shrink, even had to get a bad impression from the in-laws. He chose to stay, convinced that his persistence would pay off. However, until the hour hand shows twelve o'clock, the in-laws no longer bring up the trunk of his nose. The woman left after saying a sentence implying Ella to hurry, but was interpreted to be the opposite.
“What are you doing in my house?”
The young woman who was daydreaming was stunned, then woke up from her position that was originally sitting. Glanced at the formal-clothed middle-aged man who looked to be staring at him anyway. He Dazen Xander—dad Darren Aryasatya Xander—his husband.
“A-yah-in-law..” Little grandchildren, moving. Want to grab the middle-aged man's hand to be saluted.
“No need to bother,” Dazen said, cutting Ella's movement. It was implied that the middle-aged man did not want to be touched by his son's mistress. “I asked, what are you doing in my house?”
“Ella...tadi deliver cake made by Ella.”.
“Kue?” reset Dazen.
“I-ya.”
“You shouldn't bother, because Ev has more than paid enough attention to me and my wife.”
Like being hit by an invisible godam for the umpteenth time, Ella could only smile wryly. Again, again, and again he was again defeated by the same man.
“You see this,” Dazen Xander spoke again while showing the paper bag in his hand.
Ella nodded in response.
“This is a lunch specially made by my daughter, Evelyn.”
Ella was petrified to hear it.
“I never lack food, because my daughter is very understanding. He even knows my diet, including what I can eat and not. My wife and daughter are enough to take care of my stomach and my health, I don't need you. Your presence in this city is only needed by my son, isn't it?”
Ella looked silent stiff, not knowing what to answer.
“You better take care of my son, so as not to beg my daughter, Evelyn. It's okay if I won't have grandchildren from Ev and Darren's wedding. Maybe Ev can give me a grandchild even if he's not with Darren. However, Darren? I wouldn't have received a grandchild from her, if it wasn't with my daughter, Evelyn.”
Dazen Xander said calmly, with the look of his typical flat. He felt that his words were already quite understood by the mistress of his son.
“Why?”
“Why can a baby born from Ella's womb not get recognition from her grandparents?” Ella asked sadly. His eyes began to glaze over. “He is innocent. Why would he have to endure such a harsh reality?”
“The baby was indeed innocent, but was born from the wrong woman.”
Checkmate. Ella fell silent again by one painful sentence.
“Because you are the cause of the destruction of my daughter's household, Evelyn.” Dazen Xander replied straightforwardly. “Evelyn is like my own flesh and blood. Logically, which parent will accept someone who has caused his daughter to lose happiness?”
“But, Ella's position is here..”.
“Ella!”
Not yet had the young lady finished her sentence, a voice had already interrupted first. They turn their attention to the source of the sound.
“It looks like your invitation has arrived. Get out of my house,” said Dazen, flat. However, it will be expulsion.
“Pa—“
“Take your woman away, Darren. Papa is not receiving guests,” cut Dazen, before passing to the steps.
“What the fuck are you?!”
Darren draws attention after his father disappears on the steps of the stairs. Making the woman who was pregnant her baby seemed surprised to make.
“Mas, Ella here just want to chaturahmi.”
“Silaturahmi?” reanimate Darren while looking at his wife sharply. “But the time you selected is wrong, Ella.”
“What's wrong, mas? Ella just wants to fix the relationship with the parents, mas.”
Darren sighed furiously while staring at his interlocutor fixedly. “Better we now go home.”
“If I don't want how?”
“You fight, Ella?” Darren looked at Ella cynically. “Forgotten by the rules I made?”
“I just want to get to know your family more closely. Is that wrong, mas?”
“Ya, wrong.”
Ella was stunned to hear it.
“Salah because you are too hasty want to be recognized by my family!” darren continued in anger. “Do you not see if your presence is still difficult to accept? Can't you wait first, until circumstances are more likely?” cecar Darren's.
“I just...mau do what I think is right, mas.” Ella answered softly, sobbing.
Darren let out a rough sigh. “We'd better go home now. Your whereabouts are not desirable here.”
That sentence of course further added to his woman's sadness, Darren knew that. However, if with that the woman wants to comply, how else. The more difficult it is to control the woman. Darren knew that. Either because of the baby's birth, so that the woman is more courageous. Or because it is true. I don't know, Darren's dizzy himself.
“Let's go home, he must need a break,” persuaded Darren while hugging the wife's shoulder. Next to his hand moved stroking the surface of the wife's stomach.
Ella nodded. “But, before going home, Ella wants to buy ice kuwut.”
“Es kuwut?” confused Darren.
“That, loh, ice made from a mixture of melon fruit, jelly, young coconut, basil seeds and melon flavor syrup. Earlier Ella had seen street vendors selling ice kuwut in front of the entrance gate of this housing.”
“No need to buy food by the roadside. Food sold there is not necessarily hygienic, a danger to the baby.”
“But, Ella wants to buy that ice cube, mas,” whine the mistress, kekeuh.
The beautiful man sighed heavily, then assented through a nod of the head. Makes the mistress smile happily after.
‘****. The longer this little fox is the more it acts, the inner’ Darren while leaving the residence of his parents.
🥀🥀
“Work terosss, up to the same wife!” the sentence of innuendo coming from the newly opened door, Kontan make the owner of the room scratch the temple.
“Why didn't you say you wanted to come, Itaa?” tanya, while moving to welcome the wife.
“Why? Afraid I recokin you're dating?” cynical woman who was two-bodied, when throwing her body on the sofa. “Your child wants to eat spaghetti shrimp aglio olio,” she added telling her husband.
“Ok, I'm g*-food now, yes. What are you going to buy again? Blueberry cheese cake? Let me all order,” bargain the husband, immediately open the phone.
“Who said he wanted to buy?”
“Terus, what do you want, Itaa?” damian asked, sitting himself next to his wife.
“Makein, wife again cravings too.” The woman replied with a stern answer.
“I'm at work, Ta. Buy it, yeah. At your subscription seafood restaurant,” bargain the husband.
“I want handmade, made in my lovely husband. You, tuh, my husband isn't, anyway?”
Damian who had that flat look, nodded quickly. “Iya. When did I save you?”
“Owh, so you're planning on cerain me?” challenge Dewita while stroking the part of her stomach that is still slender. “It’s okay. I can find a replacement daddy for him, which is more perfect than you.”
“There will be no divorce between us, Ta.” Damian answered, sure. “Let's go, I make you the spaghetti shrimp aglio olio you want.”
Dewita smiled broadly at hearing that. With “Let’s go, daddy.”
Damian nodded as he grabbed the wife's palm. However, just about to pick up the car keys and mobile phone, his sailing object rang. A name was listed above, making Damian interrupt the wife to wait for a moment.
“Halo, what's up?” damian asked slowly, using English.
For a moment, the handsome man wearing the glasses looked petrified at the spot where he stood. In a questionable belief, the man tried to sharpen his hearing. His heart and mind began to wander everywhere.
“Can repeat once again.”
“I just got the latest information. Apparently, Dan who is often associated with miss Evelyn is a child aged approximately four years. His full name is Palacidio Daniel Adhitama X. I have sent the details of the information by email. You better open email.”
“Palacidio Daniel Adhitama X.” reset Damian, even though the phone call has been cut off since a few seconds ago. “What X is listed behind that name is…. Xander??”
🥀🥀
TB
FRUANA.... START BERUTAH YA BUND, DO NOT KNOW IF YOU HAVE ACTED 😂
DAMIAN'S ABOUT TO TELL NO STORY, HUH? LET DARREN KNOW. PENICILLIN? CUS, NEXT COMMENT HERE. THE MANY YES 😁
DON'T FORGET LIKE, VOTE, COMMENT, FOLLOW AUTHOR & SHARE & MORE
Follow IG Karisma022 also yes ️
Sukabumi 01/04/22