The Substitute Bride of Mr. Arogan

The Substitute Bride of Mr. Arogan
Interviewing


Morgan's black Lamborghini Aventador sports car is speeding through the city's downtown streets.


After successfully convincing both parents, Morgan finally can take Mai away from her parents' residence and will live with her in her apartment.


Morgan so casually drove his car, occasionally glancing towards Mai who was sitting quietly beside him staring out the street. The atmosphere was so awkward in the car, there was no talk they had.


Morgan sneered cunningly what he thought as he glanced sharply at Mai who always looked down silently like a living statue.


"What's your name?" ask Morgan to speak up.


"Khumaira sir." replied Mai lowered her head.


"Oh."


His name is Khumaira, but mama often called him by what name.


There was no harm if he questioned the name of the lowly servant, when asked he would not forget again what the name of the woman he had married.


"Your nickname...."


"Mai, sir,"


"Mai?, oh. If your name is added with the letter d then your name becomes Maid which means maid, servant and babu!" keturus. "Your name suits you well, given what your life is like. Cooler still if I call you Maid" said Morgan insinuating about the work of the woman next to him.


Mai smilingly turned her gaze towards him. "Yes sir, I don't care if you want to call me that." replied Mai smiling who always presented her young master with a sweet smile, even though she was humbled though.


Indeed that is the destiny of her life and can not be covered up, Mai is proud of such work while halal and can help the cost of her mother's treatment. Mai was only able to thank him and never complained in the slightest.


Morgan smiled sinisterly at him, the extent to which the servant would hold up next to him.


Shortly afterwards, the black car that was carrying them arrived at the apartment bassment and Morgan immediately parked his car. Mai and Morgan got out of the car.


Morgan moves quickly to open the trunk of his car to retrieve Mai's suitcase.


"Thank you sir." said Mai when the suitcase had moved into her hands.


"Hem."


"Come." take Morgan who walked first. Mai rushed after her and was so overwhelmed to follow her like a walking turtle, considering that Morgan's footsteps were so wide every step made Mai so difficult to keep up with her steps.


Then they get into the elevator which will take them to the 10th floor where Morgan's apartment unit is located.


Tligg


The elevator doors opened, Morgan and Mai rushed out of the elevator, where Mai was seen pulling her suitcase tailing behind Morgan. Arriving at the door of his apartment, Morgan then opened the door of his apartment using his access card.


"Let's go in" said Morgan coldly after successfully opening the door of his apartment and rushing inside.


Mai nodded as she followed her steps into the apartment. After they entered, suddenly the apartment door closed automatically. Mai was a little surprised as she held onto her heart.


Morgan immediately landed his body on the long sofa. While Mai circulated her eyes to see the atmosphere of her young master's apartment with its interior design looks luxurious with chandeliers and elegant luxury furniture.


The two-story apartment is dominated by a combination of two contrasting colors of white and gray that fit the personality of Morgan himself. There is a spacious living room and is connected to the dining room and kitchen. There is also a swimming pool in the apartment, because Mai can see it directly, for the room she does not know how many rooms in the apartment.


"Sit down." Morgan ordered that he had sat down on the sofa first.


Mai's daydream was scattered who was observing her young master's apartment with the heavy voice of the young master.


Mai let her suitcase slip away then sat on a wooden chair quite far away from where her young master was sitting.


"I want to interview you, so answer everything honestly without you having to cover up" said Morgan look serious and fix his sitting position facing Mai.


"Okay, we start now." Morgan stared intently at the woman sitting face to face with him.


"Who's your full name? and describe what you and your family are like?"


Mai nodded in agreement while exhaling her breath violently. He hesitated a little to say everything, fearing that what he said was considered only to attract the sympathy of his young master and Mai did not want to be considered that way.


However, recalling the words of his master at the beginning who asked him to speak honestly and not need to cover it up. Inevitably, Mai had to tell the truth and what it was.


Before starting to describe himself and his family. Don't forget Mai said basmalah first.


"My full name is Khumaira sir, I am 19 years old. I am a hardworking and unyielding person. Whatever I do for your happiness. Because I was raised only by a great mother, my father passed away when I was five years old. I only know a little about my father from my mother, even though I don't really remember what his face looks like. I have no siblings, only the mother is the only family I have in this world. Regarding the ideals, I just want to make my mother happy." said Mai confidently and again remembered with her mother.


Morgan was stunned to hear all Mai said. She did not expect the surrogate bride directly chosen by her mother was a hardworking woman figure. Morgan did not feel sorry for him.


"Explain what your reasons are, why are you willing to be a substitute bride for me?" morgan asked and the question always stuck with his mind.


"The reason is just one, for the sake of my mother, sir." replied Mai as she was.


"Explain the truth, I can't believe it yet!" scold Morgan.


"Sorry sir, that's all. I'm willing to do anything for my mother's happiness" Mai assured Morgan.


Mai has promised Milan to keep their problems a secret and must not tell the truth to others including Morgan.


Morgan stared intently at the bead of his eyes so he slightly trusted Mai's words considering there was no doubt from the bead of the hijab woman's eyes.


"The next question is, have you ever dated or been in love with another man?" morgan asked curiously and Mai shook her head quickly as the answer.


"really? you've never dated or been in love with another man?" ask Morgan again.


"Yes sir, I have never dated, sir. I never thought about it and I didn't have time for it." replied Mai steadily because she never dated.


There is no time for him to think about it, for him to work hard to get the coffers of money for his economic needs is far from meaningful to him. Similarly, the recovery of his mother who is his priority today is much more important above all else.


"Oh. Good if you have never dated, it turns out you know yourself too" Morgan smiled cynically, I don't know what he thought to smile at Mai's words.


Is it because Mai has never dated or is there another purpose behind it all.


"The name of dating can cause adultery or sin even, sir." said Mai with his advice while looking down, every time he raised his face he always met his young master. It made him nervous with the cold that enveloped the atmosphere of the apartment. Understand he was just the two of them in the luxury apartment.


"Yes I know. Don't be your smart ass!." ketus Morgan while crashing the table, making Mai fall in shock in his place.


"Haha....Enough to here interview you, but there are still many questions I want to ask you. But, I feel sorry to see you depressed." said Morgan accompanied by a laugh that was so satisfied to tease Mai by pretending to interview her. Morgan then got up from his seat.


"Master, if you know where my room is?" ask Mai.


"The apartment has two rooms. You can get to that room." point Morgan at the door of the closed room near the stairs to the second floor.


"Okay sir, thank you." said Mai smiling.


"Hmmm. For your clothes, put them all in my room on the second floor. I just don't want any trouble ahead, because at any time my parents will come here."


Mai nodded her words.


"One more thing, keep your boundaries. Here you remain a servant, never dream of rising caste."


"Thank you, sir. It reminds me of caste. Sure, I was really afraid to dream of rising caste." Mai smiled back.


Morgan was always glued when he saw Mai smiling.