
6 months later...
It has been six months Husna took care of her son, what else is the age of her son is seven months.
Currently Husna was taking his son to the back garden, he sat on the bench of the park while playing with Ansel, the little hand of his son was holding his mother's hand.
"God's Masya... Husna, auntie, it's good to see you guys get together!" bik Yatri said that Husna was playing with Ansel.
"Oh.. very funny young master!"
Husna gave Ansel to the Yatri bik, his son crying because Husna was not holding him.
"Hiks..buna... hiks...!" ansel's cry extended his small hand to Husna.
"Eh, young master doesn't want ya in the sling of the aunt?" said bik Yatri wagging the tiny body of Ansel in her sling.
"Yet.. hiks... buna...!" ansel's cries would not stop as if he did not want to escape from the group.
"Yes. mother here really, Ansel why cry son, mother here accompany Ansel, Ansel do not cry anymore, mother will not leave Ansel again, dear mother Ansel!"
"Mother?" timpal Romlah
Romlah heard Husna calling herself mother, what ears are not wrong if Husna calls himself mother.
"Eh, you're just a young master's nanny, so don't be so pretentious you're his real mother!" hardik Romlah's
"ROMAN!" bentak bik Yatri glared at her eyes at Romlah, eager to bik Yatri tell everyone if Husna is his mistress's wife, what else bik Yatri very angry to hear Romlah rebuking his own mistress.
"Bik Yatri why defend this young master's nanny? I've noticed that Yatri always defends this obscure woman!" timpal Siti
"How dare you fight my words!" yatri Bik snapped and returned Ansel to Husna.
"It's not about fighting a aunt, we're just protesting, why is this woman always bibik defend her, who is she? although he's a great-nephew, aunt always defends him!" romlah
Bik Yatri fell silent for a moment.
"When do I always defend her? I also often scold her, she also often makes a mistake I also scold her!" kilah bik Yatri
"Allah! when did the aunt defend this woman?" said Siti
"Look at her not like a maid like us, she was always in the nursery of a young master while there was also a lot of work in this house, moreover she was not wearing art clothes like us!" timpal Romlah
"And you, you're just a young master's nanny here, so you don't act like a mistress here!" snarled Siti pointed towards Husna
From earlier Husna just silent with the quarrel that also involved himself, the words Romlah and Siti this has a point too, he is here only as a nanny young master, he was, no more and no less.
And this is what Husna feared, if Mahesh had not forbade himself to help other arts they might not have been suspicious like this, what else other art also felt envious because Husna was too close to their master.
"Squeals! spit Romlah
"Young master doesn't deserve to call yourself mother, you're just a maid, you heard what I said!" hardik Siti's
Husna sighed, why could he be so careless like this should he not call himself mother if outside the room like this, so everyone was listening to him.
"Dissolve you!" scorching bik Yatri out of pity to see her mistress is snapped even in a snitch by another maid.
The other art on disband except Romlah and Siti who was still here looked at Husna with a cynical look.
"You're just a maid, so you don't act like a mistress here!" said Siti then pushed Husna's body
"Come on Rom!" siti said then they both left from there.
Bik Yatri could not defend Husna she felt very guilty about what happened at this time, bik Yatri brought Husna to the room and also Ansel.
"Pardon aunt, mistress, aunt can not help the mistress when the mistress is scorned by them forgive aunt!" bik Yatri said as she cried.
Husna smiled slightly, "don't stop sorry, bibik is not wrong, Uus is wrong because Uus is too confident!" husna rubbed Yatri's back
"But bik Yatri can not defend the mistress when the mistress was treated like earlier, bibik feels guilty madam!" bik Yatri
"It's okay, Husna is okay, besides their words have a point too, Husna is too acting like a mistress in this house!" husna sighed
"But it is true that the mistress is the mistress in this house, if only the aunt could say if the mistress was the wife of the master, maybe they would be silent even shocked to hear her!" bik Yatri
"Have a bik, Husna's maid is here so auntie don't feel guilty like that!"
...
After the incident last afternoon Husna was a lot of moody and daydreaming, he became minded with their speech earlier.
Mahesa had just come home she every time she came home for sure she would visit her son's room.
"Dad's home...!" mahesa
Husna was still daydreaming in the meantime he let Ansel who again fell asleep on the fur carpet with a small mattress belonging to Ansel.
Mahesh saw Husna who daydreamed even more, he did not reply when Mahesh came home earlier.
"Why are you daydreaming?" mahesa said bringing Ansel to her sling.
"Aaaa.. yah.. aaa.. pipimpim...!" babble the seven-month-old baby as if he wanted to tell his father if his mother was sad because of the art speech last afternoon.
"Oh, you're accused.it's funny this daddy's whiz!"
Husna was shocked by Mahesa's presence in this room.
"Astagfirullah alhazim...!" said Istighfar Husna, holding his chest.
"Why you?" ask Mahesa and put Ansel back in place.
"No!" answer Husna
"Then why are you daydreaming?"
"I'm fine!"
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Husna gave a rough sigh.
"I would also like to wear a uniform worn by other arts!" husna
Mahesa frowned suddenly Husna wanted to wear a uniform like any other art?
"Why are you thinking of wearing a uniform like them? ask Mahesa
"Since I'm also a maid here, I don't want them to be suspicious of me!" husna
Mahesh nodded lightly, tonight they slept together again because Mahesh did not want to sleep alone anymore, for what use would be the wife if we do not wear it, Mahesh thought.
...
This morning Husna wore the same uniform as the other art, the Yatri bik actually forbade Husna to wear this uniform because it was inappropriate for a mistress to wear the same clothes as them.
"Mrs sure she's wearing this shirt? it's inappropriate for the mistress to wear a uniform like us, madam!" bik Yatri
Husna smiled slightly, "no problem bik!" answer Husna
Bik Yatri returned downstairs to do her job.
Mahesh entered the room of his son, he slightly disliked to see Husna wearing such art, where again the dress was small on Husna's body and showed the curves of Husna's body.
"Change your clothes!" mahesa
Husna looked back when he heard Mahesa's voice behind him.
"Why?" ask Husna
"It doesn't fit you, what's that shirt? show your aurat!" mobsa
It is true that the clothes are not suitable for Husna, what else is the shirt is so tight and shows the curves of Husna's body.
"But, I don't want to be different from the rest of the art!" rebut Husna
Mahesa sighed, forcing Husna not to wear the clothes would then make the two of them quarrel.
"As for you, if your aura is seen by another man then it will be sinful, I as a husband have warned you!" Mahesa
Husna immediately fell silent he also had no choice but to wear this maid uniform, so that all his secrets remained tightly closed.
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