
'Better I don't want to think about anything other than the healing of my legs and also Keanu, ' muttered Tsamara who currently turned his body from a tilted position to the right and turned to be on his back.
Of course because I want to see if Zafer is asleep or not. Tsamara initially closed her eyes and waited for a few minutes for fear that the man who had blown up the evidence of pleasure in her mouth would wake up.
After waiting for about ten minutes with his eyes closed, he slowly opened his eyes and wanted to see if the man on the sofa had fallen asleep.
Sure enough, what he guessed, could now see the figure of the man with legs hanging on the sofa had fallen asleep.
Feel unbearable when seeing the man who is the owner of the room instead sleep on the sofa and will certainly make the body sore when waking up in the morning.
'What a pity, Mr. Zafer.' Tsamara was currently glancing towards the basket on the right precisely beside Keanu. 'There's still enough space there. Do I wake up, but later if I misunderstand and make trouble, how?'
For a few minutes he was silent and could not decide. I finally decided to let it all be like that. Thinking if the man only sleeps one day on the sofa, because tomorrow will definitely return to Rayya's room.
Finally Tsamara chose to close his eyes again because he felt dizzy head and also his eyes felt sore. All because of fever. Hope that after enough rest, it will heal soon.
The atmosphere of the star-studded night seemed to accompany everyone's sleep trip at night. Only regular gasps could be heard in Zafer and Tsamara's room.
Meanwhile, in a different room, the figure of the woman who is currently still on the bed with a position of hugging bolsters and a reddened face because it is dominated by anger, is none other than Rayya.
After the departure of the husband who seemed to not care because he did not want to seduce at all, now staring at the ceiling of the room while squeezing the bed sheet.
"Zafers! Why did you leave this room and not sleep on the sofa? Do I need to teach you one by one how to make my wife happy? Even you're not an elementary school kid who doesn't know anything and needs to be explained."
"If I didn't feel any prestige, I'd have Zafer stay in this room.
"However, I can't do that when I'm angry with him. Just one day in this house, it's been stressful like this. I can't imagine how the days of living a troubled life in this family."
"I can't take it anymore!" Rayya now chose to get up from the bed and out of the room towards the stairs.
As soon as Rayya's bare feet came down the stairs, the first place to go was the kitchen. If you are not currently pregnant, you will definitely look for alcoholic beverages to vent your anger.
However, it was impossible to do that because he realized that there was no drink in his house. Finally chose to look for food because that was all that came to mind.
Expect by eating a lot, can immediately be full and fall asleep, then forget all the events of today.
As he opened the refrigerator, the screech was startled upon hearing the voice of a middle-aged woman.
"What are you looking for, madam? Let me prepare your needs." The butler who had just finished checking all the work of all the workers in the house, intended to check the stove before going to bed.
However, once you see the woman who is the second wife of the male employer, you want to find out what is needed.
Rayya who reflexively held onto the chest because she was very surprised, now turned to look at the woman in black clothes.
"I'd like to check out the kitchen and see you. So, think if it needs something, so it wants to help you." The middle-aged woman now re-enforced her body after expressing regretful sentences.
Not wanting to waste time getting angry, Rayya finally chose to sit in one of the chairs in the kitchen room.
"I'm very hungry and want to eat something. You made me spaghetti." Rayya chose to punish the woman who had shocked her.
Actually, I saw there was leftover food in the refrigerator and could be warmed to eat, but deliberately wanted to vent the frustration by punishing the woman who offered herself.
"alright. I'll get you spaghetti bolognaise. Just wait in the room, I'll drop you off after I finish cooking."
Rayya's reflexes shook her head not wanting to go back into the room which only made her feel angry at remembering Zafer's actions.
"I want to be here and watch you cook for me, to know that you don't poison me."
The figure of the woman who has worked for more than 30 years in the house, now just silent and do not want to argue with the employer's daughter-in-law. So, choose silence when taking the ingredients needed to cook spaghetti.
Though in the heart felt very upset, because it was suspected by new members in the house.
'Mr. Adam and his wife even trusted me so much, that they gave up all household matters without arranging. However, the woman who had just been here, was suspicious as if I hated so much and wanted to do evil. Is everyone in this house being suspected by this woman?'
When lighting the stove to boil water, the waiter is now preparing other ingredients.
While Rayya was still sitting on the spot earlier and looking at the silhouette behind the middle-aged woman in front of the stove was busy cooking.
'I can find out about Zafer's parents from this woman because it seems like it has been working here for a long time, ' murmured Rayya who chose to decipher the silence of the night in the kitchen room.
"How long have you been working for this family?"
Without intending to turn around, the maid immediately replied, "About 32 years old, Madam. I was working when Mr. Adam and Mrs Erina were newly married."
"Well .. it's been a long time." Rayya who felt very surprised by the woman's answer, this thought of something. "So, you've been very familiar with the habits of the masters here?"
"Yes, it's like that, ma'am."
"I want to be a good wife and daughter-in-law in this house. So, want to know the habits of husband and also papa, and mother. Can you explain or tell me everything?" Rayya wanted to find a gap from the servant's story.
So, while carrying out the plan to get rid of Zafer's parents, it was adapted to what the middle-aged woman might have told him.
Meanwhile, the woman had now been draining spaghetti after boiling, speaking of the known.
To be continued...