SURVIVORS
Chapters 231. Ibu...
That night Mustafa arranged a few things for Silvia.His new residence was being prepared. However, after deciding to spend the night in Silvia's room, the girl's position changed from nanny to concubine.
Mustafa understands the little intrigue of women. And his residence can not be separated from the heinous game that he hated. So he had to make better arrangements to protect Silvia's safety.
Mustafa hopes a lot for Silvia's parenting pattern towards Yasmeen so that her daughter will not be cruel to other women. Silvia taught Yasmeen a lot of new things. And that would be her advantage in the future, other than her beauty.
Same is the case with Silvia who is very attractive to Mustafa because of his intelligence.
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At about four o'clock, Mustafa was awake. His personal bodyguard reported that all preparations had been completed.
Mustafa looked at Silvia who was still asleep in a roll of blankets. The early morning air was cold. Mustafa tidied himself up and was about to wake Silvia up.
"Silvia, it's time for me to leave" Mustafa whispered softly.
He made strands of hair that covered the girl's face. But Silvia did not react at all. He's sleeping better.
Mustafa looked helplessly. Finally he carried the tiny, blanketed body to get out.
"Move all his possessions to a new residence. After that we are just leaving," Mustafa messages his bodyguard who faithfully sits waiting on the porch.
"Yes, sir."
The guard called 2 other people who were also on guard not far from there. They moved all of Silvia's personal belongings.
Mustafa stepped wide. He had to circle around half a courtyard to reach Silvia's much larger new residence. There were 2 guards waiting there. They swiftly opened the door when they saw Mustafa emerge from behind the fence separating the main house with this pavilion.
Mustafa laid Silvia on the bed. Clean up the blanket again. He waited for a moment as his men stuffed in all of Silvia's personal belongings.
"Already sir," reported his bodyguard.
"Nothing left?" ask Mustafa to make sure.
"There is no sir. The plants in the pot have been moved here as well" the bodyguard replied swiftly.
Mustafa nodded. He saw Silvia who was still sleeping, as if reluctant to leave.
"Prepare the horse carriage. Don't forget to bring breakfast for breakfast!" mustafa's orders.
The guards resigned.
Mustafa kissed Silvia on the forehead, and whispered softly.
"I'm leaving. Be careful at home."
"Hemmm..," Silvia murmured with sleepy eyes.
Mustafa smiled happily to see him awake.
" I've got to go. Use this money if you want to buy something," Mustafa slipped a red pocket of money.
"Hurry back" whispered Silvia.
Now he is fully awake. Silvia sat down with a blanket wrapped around her body. His gaze swept over the room around which looked unfamiliar.
"Where is this?" tanyanya.
"This is the pavilion. You stay here from now on" Mustafa replied.
"Your personal belongings have been moved. Check again, if someone is still missing, ask the guards to take it. I left 2 bodyguards here, as well as a servant for you."
Mustafa stood up and looked out the window. It seems it's time he left.
"Aku pergi...."
Mustafa hugged and kissed Silvia for a bit, then turned around and stepped quickly away from the room. I heard the door shut and voices outside. Then quietly return.
The room became quiet. Silvia laid her body again. The closed eyes and flash of memory about last night flashed again.
"Am I crazy?" mumbled wailing.
He could not understand how his heart and body had betrayed him. It was too bad not to go along with his thinking. Then what can he do? Rice has become porridge.
"Suppit. It's like this, how else? Just face what's gonna happen."
Silvia closed her eyes and went back to sleep. He's so exhausted right now. Business later, think later. He just wanted to rest and sleep a little longer.
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Tok...
Silvia heard several knockings at the door of her room. The goal is to hear someone talk.
"Mrs Silvia isn't awake yet, miss." That's a woman's voice.
"But I want to ask you something important!"
That's Yasmeen's voice.
"You can wait or come back later" said the voice again.
"Silvia!" yasmeen shouted from behind the door.
"Yes, wait a minute." replied Silvia.
He knows Yasmeen's habits. He will not stop until his wish is fulfilled. So Silvia got out of bed, stepped towards her private bathroom.
Brakk!
The sound of the door being violently kicked.
"Ohhhhh!"Silvia suffocated in shock.
The blanket cloth wrapped his body almost fell to the floor if his hands did not reach out. Silvia coiled it into her body again.
With a reddened face, he looked at Yasmeen who now realized his mistake. The little girl stood by the door and looked down deeply.
"I'm sorry..," he said in a choked voice.
"Wait outside, and reflect!" silvia said firmly.
The little girl came out with her eyes fixed. The door to the room was closed again.
Silvia let out a long sigh and continued her plan to cleanse herself. And he was satisfied with this pavilion bathroom. He could relax his body for a while by soaking in warm, fragrant water.
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Yasmeen was watering the plants when Silvia finally came out towards the dining room. There is a large window towards the side yard. There all the pots of the plant are placed.
"Does the lady want breakfast?" tanyanya politely.
Silvia was surprised to get the mistress's name. But then he realized. When he let Mustafa spend the night in his room, he belonged to the man. Concubine, young mistress is the most refined title. He can't protest.
"Mistress?"
The voice of the female servant brought her consciousness back.
"Yes. Bring breakfast," said Silvia.
The waiter walked to another door.
'Could it be the back? Kitchen and waiter's room?' thought Silvia while glancing.
There were typical agile footsteps that Silvia was very familiar with. That's certain...
"Silvia! I've watered all the plants" Yasmeen reported cheerfully.
Silvia smiled and nodded her head.
"Good!"
Silvia gave her thumbs up towards the little girl.
The waiter came in and prepared a table. Silvia did not know what kind of cuisine was served this morning. But it looks very delicious and invites appetite. His stomach has been hungry ever since.
"Take a plate for Yasmeen, too" Silvia ordered.
"Yes, madam."
The waiter disappeared behind the door.
Yasmeen's eyes twinkled at the dishes on the table.
"You like it?" asked Silvia softly.
The little girl nodded her head enthusiastically.
The waiter came in and added the dishes to Yasmeen as well as other additions.
"Have you eaten?" silvia asked the waiter.
"After the duty of serving you breakfast, I will have breakfast as well" the waiter replied respectfully.
Silvia shook her head.
"Take your plate and sit here. We ate together" said Silvia.
"But madam.." The maid was confused.
"Come fast! Do not dispute the order. I'm hungry!" yasmeen was impatient.
The servant still turned his head and asked Silvia for consideration again.
"Let's hurry!" silvia's orders were firm.
"And use the same cutlery!" said reminded.
The servant went hurriedly towards the door. Then immediately return and bring a plate similar to the one Yasmeen was wearing.
"Let's makaannn..!"
Silvia started scooping rice full of spices onto her plate. Plus a large piece of fragrant lamb meat published saliva. Yasmeen. He scoops the rice excitedly.
The breakfast was so happy. Yasmeen's nagging melted the stiff attitude of the maid who had just eaten with her master for the first time.
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"Mustafa said there were 2 bodyguards here?" silvia asked the waiter.
"Yes, ma'am," he answered.
After clearing all of this, prepare breakfast for them as well. After that you can rest!" silvia's orders.
"Good, madam."
The waiter straddled the dirty dishes from the table.
Silvia stepped towards the side garden door. Yasmeen. After checking that all the plants were fine, Silvia chose to sit on the porch bench.
"Silvia, may I ask you something?" ask the little girl carefully.
"What?" ask Silvia back.
"Are you going to be my mom too? Like Omaar and Kareem's mother?" tanyanya wants to know.
Silvia let out a long breath.
"I can't answer that. You have to ask your father yourself" Elak Silvia.
"But this morning, Omaar's mother ran amok in the mansion. He said you took care of me to make me your daughter, to approach my father," Yasmeen reported.
Silvia closed her eyes. He knows, although polygamy is common in this period, but that does not mean without fuss.
"Do you think I'm what he said?" ask Silvia to investigate. He suddenly wanted to know the opinion of the little girl.
"I. I don't know.." he replied innocently.
Silvia breathed a long breath. He was expecting too much from this girl.
"Do you want to be my daughter?" Silvia asked a simpler question.
Yasmeen raised her head quickly. Looking for lies in Silvia's eyes. Her clear black rabbit eyes, looked at Silvia attentively. Then he nodded and replied without hesitation.
"You! I want to be your daughter."
Those eyes sparkle. No...! That's wet. Her eyes were wet imagining having a mother of her own without having to share it with Omaar and Kareem.
Yasmeen slammed into Silvia's arms.
"Mumuu.." she sobbed.
His tears were pouring down Silvia's shoulders.
There was a haru who was struggling on that porch. Silvia held the girl tightly in her arms. His back is full of affection. Letting her spill all the flavors she had been holding back all this time.
That little girl, it turned out to have kept a lot of things in her heart. He does not have a burden to live. But he learned to hide it.
Silvia could not imagine how many wounds and pain Yasmeen had been through all this time. But since Silvia had become part of this family. He won't let that go on.
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