
Day three at the Cartwright mansion.
Tonight is like the night before. A mandatory routine for every resident of the house
it becomes a familiar sight in everyday life. Sleep at exactly 22:00
after fulfilling all obligations. As if able to expel tired after
all day running activities. I didn't understand when suddenly a voice
woman called.
‘Suti come....comear’.
I sharpened my ears once again to hear the foreign voice.
‘Come Suti...wake up to queen mother’.
The door of the room was opened by the gust of wind, I unconsciously walked following the shadow
a woman wearing a royal crown goes to a room on the floor
one. It was as if it was floating because my feet did not feel the stairs that lined up
as always. My sanity still resists but my body does not. When reaching
the teak wood door carved by the Jepara was heard by another call,
‘Hei what you will do in the room. Didn't I forbid you to
entering the family’ museum, cried Jay from the steps.
My body slid to the floor. Didn't answer I fainted.
‘Haish is troublesome only. Wake up Suti’, said Jay while patting my cheek slowly.
Unaware he carried me to the sofa in the living room, placed a pillow
below head. Then he went to the P3K box at the corner of the dining room to take
eucalyptus oil. When the spread touched my sense of smell, I started
blink ones eyes.
‘What happened, why am I sleeping here?’, I'm confused.
‘You slept while walking Suti’.
‘Really. Aah happened again’, annoyed me.
‘So often like that?’.
‘Heem’.
On a sunny morning after three months of marriage.
‘Jay can I go back to work’, rayuku while putting a tie around his neck.
He seemed to tighten his jaw before replying, ’no’.
‘Oh come on, I'm getting bored with my activities that-that's it’.
‘What do you mean by that?’
‘Just prepare your needs, chat with mom, around the house, no more interesting
to me Jay. I want to be like I used to be outside, trading or working
in the office maybe?’, I replied.
‘I said once again not’, he asserted.
‘Why?’, my tone rising.
‘Listen you are the wife of Jodi Bimantara cartwright, a successful businessman with a fortune
everywhere for what you work, shame. Anything is just stopping
finger. Then what make your spare change later’.
Puckered lips, ’but Jay it's all your money not mine. I want to have some savings
that's a lot before our deal ends. And at least I will too
have a life’ backup.
‘Hey women do not ask me to fight in the morning, make my mood just destroyed’,
he began to step out of the room before turning around and connecting
his sentence.
’True of treasure and money, I will give
great compensation for that. As long as it's our contract, you should
make my mom happy’.
‘So I'm just a tool to please your mama Jay’, my nelangs in my heart.
‘Where were you that I adored?’, I threw this body into the mattress when he closed
the door from the outside was strong.
‘Blaammm’.
I exhaled violently along with the teardrops that began to grow
river to cheek. Crying is the only activity that
it's fun in addition to the boring routine in this house. My shoulders are going up and down
in tune with my crying getting louder.
‘The girl is young, do you want breakfast in the room or in the dining room?’, heard the call
Wati from outside.
I wiped my tears with the end of the pillow and replied, I,
‘In the dining room only, later after bathing’, I replied a little raucous. Hopefully he
not feeling. I don't want everyone in this house to see my grief.
‘Good madam, I'm sorry’.
‘Heemm’.
Exactly 08:00 in the morning.
I walk the stairs one by one. Turn left after that. There's mama Laura
enjoy his favorite breakfast. Sandwich with a glass of warm lemon juice.
When her neutrals turned towards me she smiled widely and stopped the activity.
Standing up to welcome my arrival in the dining room, hugging me while saying,
‘Darling you're awake?’
‘Already ma, good morning. How about sleeping mommy last night, good night?’ my many.
‘Yah, of course. Here and here sit near mama’, please while pulling a chair
next to it.
I obey her wishes.
‘What breakfast do you want Wati to prepare?’.
‘Nasi fried sausage only ma’.
‘Wati prepare your young mistress breakfast, do not forget her pregnant mother's milk preparation’.
I gasp.
‘Good big mistress’, nod Wati politely before stepping into the kitchen
take the menu I asked for.
Not long after.
‘Please mistress young’
‘Trima asi’, sahutku ogah-ogahan.
‘Why dear’, ask mami while cupping my face. ‘You've been crying’,
inquiringly.
‘Emm no mam, my eyes a little allergic too long read novel’, my elak.
‘Do not lie to mom. You're tired of being cooped up in this palace, hem?’
‘Sa...i am not’, I replied quickly.
mall?’
‘No need mam’, my ring is quick.
‘You're afraid of Jay?’
‘Eh...not at all’, my quick exchange.
‘Oh come on Suti, don't worry about her having a mama here. Today we must
having fun. Let's spend the money on his unlimited card. Trouble
others we think about later, okey’.
Smiling a little at his idea, I nodded enthusiastically.
‘Once dong, full of passion. You have to be happy to be able to conceive offspring
Cartwright, here’, he replied again while stroking my stomach.
‘Tarnoo, prepare the car. Mama same young mistress want to mall’, she shouted towards the door
kitchens.
Mr. Tarno who again sipped his chef choked before replying’, good big mistress’.
‘Come sweety, get ready and dress up a beautiful’.
‘Good mam’, hurry to room.
In C&C mall, the largest mall in the city.
Laura took her daughter-in-law shopping crazy, the first thing she did was
enter the branded bag store and choose a variety of products on display.
‘Come honey choose the one you like, do not think about the price’, he said excitedly. ‘I
over there ya’, point it towards the clutch shelf on the left of the cashier.
‘OK mam’, sahutku cheerful.
Flashing eyes with so many choices that make me confused buying which one to
my heart is steady with a handbag of women brand ‘Lana Marks Cleopatra Bag for $250,000’
made from silver crocodile leather
metallic and buckle with 1,500 black and white diamonds in 18-carat white gold.
The design is simple and elegant I like it. Ask the store clerk
to pick it up and rush to the cashier. There mama Laura also seemed to wait her turn.
He smiled when he saw me.
‘How dear has chosen’, ask while removing the unlimited card.
‘Em already ma, it was brought here by his attendant’.
‘Good, what did you choose?’, he asked again.
‘Mama see for yourself’, I replied shyly.
‘Woow, interesting options dear. Perfecto’, praise him shortly after knowing the bag.
Handing over the shopping bag to one of the bodyguards, Laura's mom and I stepped foot over
boutique lady on fourth floor of mall. There are a lot of clothes and dresses that we have
buy. Even my in-laws took part in choosing and picking up models that
I don't actually need to buy. But he forced his will on pretext
my clothing collection needs an upgrade.
In the closet there are many
I have not or have never worn it because of my limited activities
‘do you have restricted’, I thought.
Tired down the mall we headed to the restaurant on the fifth floor. Scroll to his nameplate ‘Cullinary
restaurant’, I smile. ‘Not a restaurant indeed for culinary ya’,
my monologue's in mind.
Reservations by the window I could see the busy city scene down there.
It feels so good with everything that is in front of my eyes right now. Persons
and then a slow moving car as it entered lunchtime, the sound
a simple horn indicates the impatient of the owner of the vehicle,
’Oh amazing’, bintarku happy.
When the food had been brought by the waiter to the table, we devoured it without much word.
Yes energy intake as a substitute that is lost after a day of shopping.
‘How is Suti full, ready to continue our hunt?’ ask mama Laura.
‘Siap ma’, I replied excitedly.
‘Allright, we will be shopping for shoes and jewelry in a moment. It will be three in the afternoon, Mom
will take you to Jay’'s office.
‘For what ma, he will definitely not allow me there’.
‘Oh no dear you have to. Remember tomorrow surprise her by visiting her office with
bring birthday cake’.
‘Tomorrow Jay?’, you were a little surprised.
As soon as I see the day and date on the phone, ’lho his birthday is still two days away mam?’
‘That's it baby, I want you to give me a surprise before his birthday arrives. You understand’,
he replied while pinching my cheek.
A warm feeling penetrated my feelings with the treatment of mama laura.
It was like finding the old mother I missed.
‘Aah, how are you now. And what about my sister candra?’ impregnate.
At about twenty-thirty we left the mall, I looked back at Tito and Bambang,
bodyguard mama hassles with so many groceries.
I giggled amusedly, ’pastikar’, I thought.
They headed for the parking lot while my mom and I waited
in front of the entrance of the mall, when the car driven by Tarno stopped in front
and open the door. After that the car drove on the highway that started
walk to Jay's office.
The Cartwright receptionist building.
‘Sore Santi’, greet Laura at the reception in front of the office entrance.
‘Good afternoon lady Laura’, replied Santi politely while cupping her hands in front of the chest.
‘Bos big no?’
‘Meanour lady Jay?’
‘Iya it's him, does he exist?’
‘Sorry Mrs Jay is having an internal company meeting with a subsidiary branch in Jakarta’.
‘Ouh, well I won't bother. But Santi, look at the young lady I'm with right now.
If he comes alone next time, let him go to Jay's office.
Tell Kirman to drive him’.
Without much question Santi replied,’baik madam’.
‘Good, we go first yes. Don't tell Jay that we're playing here’.
‘Good mistress, good afternoon’.
‘Ehmm’.