
The Sultan sat on his bed, leaning back while playing a cell phone, he did not check calls, only checked WhatsApp messages.
There was nothing important, the Sultan broke his body. But the bruises on his back made him unable to sleep on his back, eventually the Sultan slept tilting his body. If tired of the sloping position, the Sultan also sleeps face down.
The dawn had dawned, the Sultan was feeling uninspired and his limbs were sick, so he decided not to enter the office today. He just left a message to his secretary to clear the schedule.
Muti wondered why the Sultan had not come down for breakfast, but the clock on the wall had shown at 7 am and Muti had prepared banana pancakes and milk.
Because the Sultan did not show up too and was afraid of his milk going cold, Muti finally decided to go to the Sultan's room to call him.
Muti knocked on the door, but there was no answer, and for a few times he knocked and the Sultan replied from the inside, "Come in!"
Hearing the answer, Muti entered and he saw the Sultan still wrapped around the blanket.
"Why Brother? Sick brother? Was it because of what I did last night?" ask Muti.
"My stamina may drop again" replied the Sultan.
"So soon, Brother," said Muti out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen.
Muti took a tray and laid the Sultan's breakfast and would take him to his room.
"Bismillah, I haven't lost! my fight is not over. I will fight to get your heart and defend this household! I have to get that actor out of our household, brother!" monologue Muti, who gave encouragement to him, while climbing the stairs.
Arriving at the room, Muti asked the Sultan to sit down. Then he put the tray on the nightstand, took the mineral water and gave it to the Sultan.
After that, Muti took the pancake with a spoon and fed it to the Sultan's mouth. The Sultan was aghast, he did not expect that Muti treated him so sweetly.
One bribe after another, the Sultan's breakfast ran out, and Muti gave the Sultan a glass of milk and asked, "Do I need to call you Doctor Sis?"
The Sultan shook his head, then said, "Just rest Mut, it must be better" replied the Sultan.
"I brought the dirty dishes to the kitchen first, sister" said Muti.
The Sultan just nodded and as Muti was about to move, the Sultan's mobile phone near Muti rang there with the caller's name 'Clara'.
The Sultan looked at Muti, he seemed hesitant to lift or not. Muti pretended not to know, then said, "Thank you brother, I'll excuse me first."
Muti left the Sultan's room, his heart dag dig dug, Muti was a little anxious, what Clara would say to the Sultan.
For a moment Muti stopped at the door of the room, but he did not hear the voice of the Sultan talking to Clara.
As it turned out, the Sultan did not pick up the phone from Clara, he really wanted to take a break today, without having to serve Clara's request which ended up going out of the house.
Sultan was really sick, so he was not eager to go anywhere, rather than quarreling with Clara, mending he did not take his call.
Muti went to the kitchen, and cleaned up all the dirty tableware, after which he returned to the Sultan's room.
He only saw the Sultan lying down while turning back the magazine that was nearby.
Seeing the Sultan's unchangeable attitude, Muti surmised, Clara said nothing.
"Oh yes Brother, I checked the bruises first yes all in the medicine polish again, let it heal soon," advised Muti.
"Alright," replied the Sultan, turning his body.
A bluish-red hue was seen there, and Muti re-applied the medicated gel to the Sultan's wound, asking, "What is the duty of Kak's office?"
"Thank God" said Muti.
The Sultan's cell phone rang again and this time from his secretary. Then the Sultan raised the call, because he suspected there must be something important, until his secretary called.
When the Sultan raised the call, the voice of his secretary said, "Sir, there is a woman forcing her way into the room and is now waiting for you. How is this Sir! He can't believe you didn't get in the office today."
"Who is Lus?" ask Sultan wonder.
Muti who heard that, had guessed, must be Clara the actor. Clara proved her threat and surely now the Sultan will know if it was Muti last night who raised the call from Clara.
"Lus, why are you quiet?" ask Sultan.
"Anu Pak, he said he was my girlfriend, the guy was sexy and beautiful" Lusy said with a low voice for fear that someone else would hear, while employees knew their boss was married.
"Give her the phone, I want to talk!" sultan.
Muti's heart was pounding more and more erratically, this is when the boom will explode, he must be prepared if the Sultan is angry.
Clara was happy, finally the Sultan wanted to talk to her. Arrogantly, he took the phone from Lusy's secretary's hand and said, "I told you, Sultan is my lover, you still can't believe it! Thankfully, you were not fired!" clara said with songong.
"Hallo Yang! You where? I'm in your office, why don't you go in?" asked Clara spoiledly.
"I'm on business, so I can't go to the office today. What are you doing there? I don't want you making trouble in the office, Clara! So please, go!" sultan did not like the presence of Clara in his office.
The Sultan did not want until his father heard about it, it could be serious. Then the Sultan said again, "Now also go Clara, do you want to see me in trouble?"
"OK me off! But why did you avoid me, since last night I called you you pick up but instead just shut up and I called, you didn't pick it up. What's up with Yang?"
"When did you call me?" ask Sultan.
"Don't joke Yang, I called around 1 in the morning, didn't you pick up? but why didn't you say a word?" ask Clara.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Probably because I was so sleepy. Yes, I'll see you tomorrow. Now get out of there! I don't want Papa to know" said Sultan.
"You promise me yang, if it doesn't come, I'll go to the office again!" threaten Clara's.
"Yes" answered the Sultan.
Muti bowed, waiting for what the Sultan would say. But, at least he was grateful, the Sultan still wanted to close it off from Clara. The Sultan told Clara that she was sleepy last night, but she was eating in the kitchen and Muti was in the room taking medicine.
"Hemm," the Sultan cleared his throat while looking at Muti.
"You picked up my phone?" ask Sultan.
Muti looked up, he couldn't possibly lie. Then he said, "Yes, sorry."
"Why are you so sassy! That's my personal business. You shouldn't have to interfere and remember! Even if you're my wife, that doesn't mean you can as much as you like to open my phone!" sultan.
"Yes, I'm sorry. But I just want to keep my house. Was I wrong, brother!" muti's objection.
Then Muti said again, "Sorry Brother! I stay first, I will wash and clean the house" Muti said as he hurried to leave the Sultan, holding back his tears.
Muti did not want Sultan to know when he cried, he should be able to toughen up in front of the Sultan even though his heart ached. Then Muti ran into the room shedding tears by cupping a pillow in his face.