THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XI

Day three at the Cartwright mansion.

Tonight is like the night before. The obligatory routine of

every occupant of the house becomes a familiar sight in everyday life. Sleeps

exactly at 22:00 after fulfilling all obligations. As if he could drive away

tired after a day of activities. I didn't understand when suddenly

a woman's voice called me.

“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, unconsciously I walked over

following the shadow of a woman wearing the royal crown of the era

room on the first floor. It's like drifting because my feet don't feel the stairs

which is lined up as usual. My sanity still resists but my body does not.

When he reached the teak wood door carved by Jepara, the sound of a call was heard

the other, the,

“Hei what you will do in the room. Didn't I already

forbid you to enter the family” museum, cried Jay from the stairs.

My body slid to the floor. Didn't answer I fainted.

“Haish is troublesome only. Wake up Suti!”, said Jay

patting my cheek slowly.

Unaware she was holding me to the sofa in the living room,

put a pillow under your head. Then he went to the P3K box in the corner of the dining room

take the eucalyptus oil. When the spread touches the sense of smell, the,

I began to blink my eyes.

“What happened, why am I sleeping here?” many 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 get back to work?”, rayuku while putting a tie on

her 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?”

“Only prepare your needs, chat with mom, around the house,

no more interest to me Jay. I want to be like I used to be outside, trading

or work in the office maybe?”

“I said once again not”, he asserted.

“Why?”, my tone rising.

“Listen you are the wife of Jodi Bimantara Cartwright, a businessman

success with treasures everywhere for what you work, shame. Want anything

just stop the finger. Then what make your spare change later”.

Puckering lips, “but Jay it's all your money isn't

mine. I want to have a lot of savings before our deal ends.

And at least later I also have life support”.

“Hey women do not ask me to fight in the morning, make the mood

I just crushed”, he started to step foot out of the room before turning around and

connect sentences.

“True matters and money, I will give you great compensation

therefor. As long as it is during our contract period, you should make my mama happy”.

“So I'm just limited to tools to please your mama Jay?”,

my nelangs in my heart. “Where were you that I adored first?”, I threw the body

it's onto the mattress when he's already firmly closed the door from the outside.

“Blaammm”.

I exhaled violently along with the water points

eyes that start to run down the river to the cheeks. How not?, crying is

the only fun activities besides boring routines at home

these. My shoulders were going up and down in rhythm with the sting of my cries getting louder.

“They are young, whether you want breakfast in the room or in the room

eat?”, sound Wati call 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 doesn't feel it. I don't want everyone in this house

seeing sadness.

“Good madam, I'm sorry”.

“Heemm”.

Exactly 08:00 in the morning.

I walk the stairs one by one. Turn left after that.

There mama Laura was enjoying her favorite breakfast. Sandwiches with

a glass of warm lemon juice. When her net turned towards me she smiled broadly

and stop 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 your mom sleep last night,

soundly?”

“Yah, of course. Here and here sit near mama”, please

pulling the chair next to him.

I obey her wishes.

“What breakfast do you want Wati to prepare?”

“Nasi fried sausage only ma”.

“Wati prepare breakfast your young mistress, do not forget milk preparation

pregnant mom”.

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 baby?”, ask mami while cupping my face. “You're done

crying?”, inquire.

“Emm no mam, my eyes a little allergic too long read novel”,

my elak.

“Do not lie to mom. You're tired of being locked up in a palace

here, hem?”

“Sa...i am not”, I replied quickly.

“Hem well because you don't want to be honest, how about today

“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. Day

this we should have fun. Let's spend the money on his unlimited card.

Other problems 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 quick

containing the offspring of Cartwright, here”, he replied again while stroking

my tummy.

“Tarnoo, prepare the car. Mama same young mistress want to mall”,

he shouted towards the kitchen door.

Mr. Tarno who again sipped his coffee choked before replying, “baik

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 invites her daughter-in-law to go shopping crazy, the first thing she does

is to enter a branded bag store and choose a variety of products on display.

“Come honey choose the one you like, don't think about the price”,

he said excitedly. “I'm over there ya”, point it towards the clutch rack on

to the left of the cashier.

“OK mam”, sahutku cheerful.

Eye contact with so many choices made me confused

buy which until my heart is steady with a handbag of women brand ‘Lana Marks Cleopatra Bag for $250,000’ made of 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 looked in line

waiting turn. He smiled when he saw me.

“How dear has made a choice?”, ask while

take out his unlimited card.

“Em already ma, it was brought here by his attendant”.

“Good, what do you choose?”

“Mama see for yourself”, I replied shyly.

“Woow, interesting options dear. Perfecto”, praise him shortly after

knowing the bag.

Hand over the shopping bag to one of her bodyguards, Laura's mom and I

step foot into the women's boutique on the fourth floor of the mall. There are a lot of them here too

clothes and dresses we bought. Even my father-in-law chose to participate

get me a model I don't really need to buy. But he forced

his will under the pretext of my clothing collection needs to be upgraded.

 Even though in the closet there are still many who have not or have never worn because of my activities

limited, “does it really be restricted?”, I thought.

Tired down the mall we headed to the restaurant on the fifth floor. Scroll to the board

his name is ‘Cullinary restaurant’, I smile. “Not a restaurant is for

culinary ya”, my monologue in mind.

Reservations by the window I could see the busy city view

down there. It was so good with everything that seemed in front of my eyes

at present. Passersby, a slow moving car as it enters

at lunchtime, the sound of a simple horn indicates the impatience

the vehicle, the,

“Oh amazing”, bintarku happy.

When the food had been brought by the waiter to the table, we devoured it

without many words. Yes energy intake as a substitute that is lost after

shopping all day.

“How is Suti full, ready to continue our hunt?”

“Siap ma”, I replied excitedly.

“Allright, we will be shopping for shoes and jewelry in a moment. Later

at exactly 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 with

visit his office with a birthday cake”.

“Tomorrow Jay?”, you were a little surprised.

As soon as I see the day and date on my phone, “lho is his birthday

still two days left mam?”

“That's dear, I want you to give me a surprise before the birthday

the year has come, you understand?”, he replied as he pinched my cheek in a fit of anxiety.

The warmth penetrated my feelings with the treatment of Laura's mother.

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

looks Tito and bambang, bodyguard mama hassles with groceries that

so many.

I giggled amusedly, “pastikar”, I thought. They're heading for the parking lot

my mom and I were waiting at the entrance of the mall when the car was

driven by Tarno stopped in front and opened the door. After the car

drove down the highway that began to stretch toward 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

his hands in front of his chest.

“Bos big no?”

“Meanour lady Jay?”

“Iya it's him, does he exist?”

“Sorry Mrs Jay is having an internal company meeting with the child

existing branch in Jakarta”.

“Ouh, well I won't bother. But Santi look at young mistress

who is with me now. If he comes here himself next time

send him 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 we're playing

kei”.

“Good mistress, good afternoon”.

“Ehmm”.