The Secret of Young Master's Wife Candidate

The Secret of Young Master's Wife Candidate
Chapter 1 Undercover to Become a Maid


Chapter 1 Undercover to Become ART


Laila deliberately dressed up as a village girl when entering the family of her future husband. Her usual hair she wears is hidden behind a headscarf. Dengsn was so astonished his level did not seem visible. Then her pretty face was left plain. He even deliberately gave a special touch of powder to create some point, as if a smallpox mark. Lucky himself a little master mike up the character, so it can daub the powder that can cause his face a bit brownish. So that the pure white skin is no longer visible.


Simple long clothes covered his slim body. The long sleeves worn hid her smooth white arms. If the problem of both hands he does not care, there is no way they will question both hands are clean and well-groomed.


His simple appearance was of course far from the shadow of Laila the German graduate business master. It may be considered a stupid village girl by the residents of her prospective home-in-law.


"Oh this is our new maid, Auntie?" Welcome the beautiful girl Monika who appears haughty looking at Laila from toe to toe. His gaze demeans.


"Household assistants call it now is ART," said Miss Romi's sister who has been betrothed to Laila.


"Just the point is that the work is done in order to clean the house!" Ketus Monica.


"One more Sister Laila this is our ART, not ART Mbak Monika."


"It's not too long to be a maid when I'm married to Romi!" Don't want to lose Monika against Miss.


Laila was surprised reflexively looking at Monika. So she already has a wife?


"Not making a fuss ..." Laras broke up, then looked at Laila. "Your name?"


"Erna, Madam," Lalila was very polite when she mentioned her pseudonym.


"Erna, that,"


"Yes, ma'am,"


"Bring the ID, right?!" Monika reminded.


"This is No. .." soon Laila issued a resident's card over nana Ernawati.


Monika takes a resident card from Laila's hand roughly. It makes me miss pouting.


"Cok so he's the one in charge?!" Inner Longs.


Monika watched the resident card in her hand. Laila looked down as if hiding her face.


"Kok the rags anyway with you?!" Monika grunts.


Dag dig dug Laila's chest, what if her disguise is discovered?


"Sorry Non that my photo is still a bit young, wear a veil again," as much as possible Laila gave an excuse to Monika.


Longed to immediately take the resident's card from Monika's hand. Look at Laila's face in the corner of the card. "People with age sometimes change. But look forward to it now, Ms. Erna,"


Laila looked down worried that Miss could see the difference between her face and Erna's.


"Yes, after all, who sent Erna here is not someone else is still a friend of Auntie, really," said Laras did not mind.


"Come Sister Erna I deliver to your room in the back already treated with Bik Tun," asked Miss.


Laila according to followed Miss to the back room. Where across from the storage warehouse of unused goods there are two rooms. One room Atun a maid who has served almost fifteen years in the family Laras Candrawinata. Because it is old then the hostess is looking for another one to clean clean.


"This sister Erna want to help here, whatever you want to help," after saying immediately miss leaving Laila and Atun.


"My sister Erna is the new helper here," Laila introduces herself.


"Yes Madam has told me, "Atun nods, "The lady is not fussy working here do not need to be hunted slowly when the original is finished,"


"Yes Bik,"


"Mr ..."


"Call just Erna, Bik," smiled Laila.


"Ya Erna is in charge of cleaning the room in the house, because for the lusr of the house and the yard there are already officers. The Karim part."


"Yes Bik whatever task I do," said Laila.


"Yes, it's a break" Atun told Laila.


"Yes Bik thank you,"


*


Laila entered the house assistant's special room, which measured three by two meters. Narrow can only be filled with one bed the size of one person and a small closet. That's all it contains.


Laila put a bag of clothes on the floor near the bed. Inside the bag of clothes was already available some long clothes and hijab that she bought in the market. Then sit on the edge of the bed which for some time depends on the mission is complete, will be his bed.


It is quite tired to also travel by busway from a housing estate in the southern part of Jakarta, to the house of the Laras Candrawinata family who are in a housing in North Jakarta.


I remember the girl called Monika. Beautiful, but it seems arrogant. And what made him shocked and uncomfortable was the girl's words.


"Shortly also be my maid when married to Romi,"


So Romi who said he would be betrothed to me already has a candidate?


Laila opened the bag containing clothes. Inside the bag were two phones that had differences so far.


The heavens and the earth are the difference. One old mobile phone even though there is still a camera application. The other is a branded phone that if counted nominal can be bought a large motorcycle that is in trend used by young people. Even the mother of the young mother held him.


Well now Laila opens the phone that must be hidden later. Opening a photo gallery and looking for a photo of Romi sent by his mother last week before he returned to Jakarta after graduation for his master's degree.


Laila looked at Romi who was handsome and handsome. Recall her mother's words about her father Romi's Candrawinata proposal.


"Suami Candrawinata's wife is a good man. We've been friends since the same time in high school. We met accidentally last year. He cried in your father's grave. He was sad that he didn't see your papa last time. Your father's grave he proposed to you for Romi. And dear before meeting you heart disease strikes. Six months ago he died.


The old man made an appointment and proposed. But their children are not ready to be betrothed. Look at that girl who just wanted to marry there Romi. Huh suck!


Laila mengedumel in heart.


To refuse to fear khwallat with parents, even though he also has a lover. Arya is less approved by her mom and dad. The young man who works as a racer according to his parents is not worthy because of his free association. As a racer Arya Sanjaya is often surrounded by female players. Cipika cipiki in the media. His parents said it was illegal. And Laila also agreed, because since two years of being in love with the man, she has kept herself from looking free. He can take care of himself.


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