Trapped in the Love of the Employer
Sensitive

Fira told Jeje that if tonight there will be dinner with Adhi, prepare yourself. Opening her closet, Fira looks for the right dress for her to go to dinner.

"Dress what am I gonna wear?" Fira yng picky dress, looking for a dress to wear.

"Honey," Jeje said as she opened the door. Jeje who had just returned home, did not find Fira welcoming him. Looking for Fira in the room, Jeje finds Fira who is ruffling the closet.

"What are you working on?" Jeje who saw the dress scattered on the bed, felt very confused.

"I'm looking for a dress for dinner."

Jeje frowned upon hearing that Fira was looking for clothes. "Honey, we're just going to have dinner with Adhi. Why be busy wearing what clothes. Don't be so formal."

Fira immediately poked her lips when she heard Jeje's words. For some reason today, Fira really wants to wear a dress. But when Jeje's words were heard, Fira's mood changed. " Yes, I'm not coming."

Fira began to tidy up the clothes lying on the bed. With a feeling of annoyance, Fira returned the dress she took out from the closet.

Jeje who saw Fira was angry, could only swallow her saliva rough. For a moment Jeje forgot that his wife was pregnant. "Darling I don't mean that." Jeje tried to persuade Fira.

Hearing Jeje persuade him, Fira completely ignores Jeje. He was lazy to have to argue with Jeje. What else is just for dress matters.

"What dress do you want to wear, baby?" Jeje persuaded Fira who was still constantly angry at him.

"No, I'm not coming" replied Fira ketus.

Jeje is increasingly confused by Fira's anger. I don't know what he should do again, so that his wife wouldn't get angry. "What if this one?" Jeje picked up a blue dress lying on the bed, and showed it to Fira.

"No." Fira's voice still rang out loud as she answered Jeje's question.

"What if this one?" Jeje showed Fira a pink dress.

"No."

"This one?" Jeje's hand brings her a dress and shows her a yellow dress for Fira.

"No."

It seemed that Jeje had already lost the idea of persuading Fira. "This one." Jeje showed Fira a red warana dress, and it was the last dress Jeje showed Fira.

"Yes." Yeah."

Jeje's eyes immediately rounded to hear Fira's reply. Like getting an oasis in the desert, Jeje seemed to get an extraordinary answer. He who had resigned to looking for a dress for Fira, finally got an answer 'iya' from Fira at the end.

"Alright, quickly wear it," Jeje said, handing over the dress that Jeje chose.

"I'll be ready too." Jeje passed to the bathroom, and cleaned herself up first, before going to dinner with Adhi.

Fira who received a dress from Jeje, immediately changed her clothes with a dress. When she finished, Fira polished her face slightly.

"What were you doing when I left?" jeje asked as he exited the bathroom.

"I was just watching a movie, and reading a few articles, after which get ready when you call me."

Jeje who heard Fira's explanation, understood that if half a day at home, Fira used to watch and read the article. At least Jeje felt relieved, when Fira was not too tired all day.

"Is Zara coming?"

"Your question doesn't seem to need me to answer." Jeje, wearing his shirt, looked towards Fira.

Actually Fira justifies Jeje's speech. Without her asking any questions, she knew Zara would come or not. But still, Fira wanted Jeje to answer a relief.

Seeing Fira who looked upset, also approached Fira. Hugging Fira from behind, Jeje tried to persuade Fira. "Is my son in your stomach sensitive?" ask Jeje. Burning his head in the recess of Fira's neck, Jeje kissed Fira's hair-covered neck.

"Why is that?"

"Because her mama's been sensitive," Jeje tried to tempt Fira.

The seduced Fira is even more upset, and Jeje understands that, because from the mirror reflection it is obvious that Jeje sees Fira upset. "Don't be mad, I'm just kidding." Jeje gave a kiss on Fira's cheek.

Seeing what he was doing, to make himself not angry, Fira smiled. Fira himself does not know, why he looks upset from earlier. "I'm sorry" said Fira, realizing she was guilty.

"No need to apologize, just smile at me. Show me your dimples." Jeje looked at Fira from the reflection of the smiling mirror, waiting for Fira's smile which was decorated with dimples.

Fira immediately smiled and adorned his smile with dimples on his cheeks.

"Pretty." Jeje gave a kiss on the cheek and straightened his body. Get ready Jeje buttoned up his shirt.

After going through the drama, Fira and Jeje finally came out of the apartment, and headed to Daffa's restaurant.

Arriving at the Daffa restaurant, Fira and Jeje saw Adhi, Zara, Daffa, and Tania.

"Why didn't you tell me there was Tania too?"

Jeje who got a question from Fira was confused to answer what. As far as Jeje knew, Adhi did not say about the arrival of Daffa. But considering that Daffa was Adhi's older brother, it was only natural that Adhi would invite Daffa, to celebrate his success. "Have you forgotten Daffa Adhi's sister, I think it's natural that Adhi would share her happiness.

"Yes too." Fira who realized the same thing as Jeje said, nodded in understanding with Jeje's words.

"Hi" Fira said to Zara and Tania at the restaurant table. Fira immediately linked her cheeks to Zara's cheeks, and alternately linked to Tania's cheeks while greeting the two women before her.

"Hi, Bro." Jeje shook Daffa's hand while greeting Daffa. Turning to Adhi, Jeje greeted Adhi. "Hi, Dhi."

"Come, sit." Adhi invites Jeje and Fira to sit down.

"Congratulations, Dhi. Finally now successfully become CEO," said Fira.

"Thank you" said Jeje. "It's all thanks to Bang Jeje teaching me."

"Don't overdo it, I didn't do anything. You're talented, and all because of your skills."

"Thank you Je, you helped Adhi." Daffa's voice was heard thanking him as well.

"Don't thank me, Guea didn't do anything." Jeje did not think his friend was grateful.

"After that, no thanks for friends. All done out of love." Fira ends the conversation between Jeje and Daffa.

"Yes we're here to celebrate, so let's enjoy dinner." Tania also spoke.

"The plan is to go abroad to exchange with Om Edward." In between eating

"Why?" ask Daffa who was a little surprised.

"Mama wants to wait for Tania to give birth."

Tania who heard felt very moved. Her parents-in-law was very concerned with you, to want to live with her, just to wait for her birth. "Did you mind?" Tania who felt bad for Adhi asked.

Actually Adhi felt very heavy, what else left Zara. But given his mother's chance only once. He can still stifle his ego. "I'm fine." Adhi tries to calm Tania down.

"Let's calm down, I'll help you take care of Zara" Fira teased Adhi.

Everyone at the dinner table laughed, they all knew, their relationship had just been established, making it hard for them to part.

Adhi looked at Zara lekat. Stares full of love, glazed from the eyes of both.

Maybe it's true Fira said. He should be calm, because he is surrounded by people who are so fond of him. They will also take care of Zara for her.

After dinner, Jeje, Adhi, Daffa, Fira, Zara, and Tania separated. Dafa and Tania went home first, after Jeje and Fira. Adhi and Zara are the last to return home.

Riding in the car, Adhi drives her car to Zara's house.

"Are you ready to go abroad?"

Zara who heard Adhi's words turned her head. "Whoever or not, you must return. You'll be back anyway, so why don't I be ready."

Adhi smiled at Zara. "If you're ready, I'm not ready."

"Dhi.." call Zara.

Adhi immediately laughed, as Zara rebuked him. "Yes, I'll be ready" said Adhi, calming Zara. Adhi grabbed Zara's hand, and held it.

"I'll be fine, calm down." Zara tightened the grip of her hand held by Adhi.

Arriving at Zara's house got out of the car. Waiting for Adhi's car to go Zara entered the house.

When entering the house, Zara passed her mother.

"Where are you from, Ra?" ask Ms. Intan to Zara who just entered the house.

"From dinner with friends," replied Zara flatly. Since her mother lived at home. Zara had not spoken to her mother at all. He had not met his father yet, to ask why his mother was home.

"Among your girlfriends?" Ms. Intan realized that Zara was avoiding her. Trying to get along, Ms. Intan asked Zara.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why not get in?"

"It's night."

Getting a sharp answer from Zara, Bu Intan did not dare to ask back to Zara. "Yes, you've rested first."

Without answering her mother's words, Zara simply left her mother.

Ms. Intan who saw Zara's attitude, realized that she was actually wrong. Leaving her children for the sake of another man, might leave a wound in her children's hearts.

"Why you?" ask Abian who just got home from work.

Removing her tears, Ms. Intan tried to cover up from her ex-husband. "It's okay."

Abian knew something was going on too late. "Has Zara come home?"

"It."

"I'll meet him, just get my dinner ready." Abian said as he stepped towards Zara's room.

Knocking on Zara's room door, Abian grabbed the door handle as Zara's voice let her in.

"Dad," said Zara when she found out that her father was the one who knocked on the door.

"What are you doing?" ask Abian.

"Just take a shower, Dad."

"Since you came home from abroad I haven't met you."

"Dad was busy, until he came home late at night. So Zara rarely met my father."

"Yes, there's a lot of work in the workshop." Zara's father had a small workshop, which he had managed himself for a long time.

"Dad, don't be too tired." Zara, who realizes that her father has a history of heart, is worried.

"Yes" Abian told his daughter. "Is there anything you want to ask?"

Zara knew her father had deliberately told her about it. "Why is mom here?" The question was in his head a few days ago. He could not guess what his mother was doing at his father's house.

"Your mother was divorced by her husband, as long as there's no place to live she'll stay here."

"Why..."

"Ra, she's your mother too. Dad just feels sorry, if he lives stranded on the street. He has no one."

"But yeah, I can't take it yet."

"Dad knows, but at least learn to accept and forgive him. I'm sure, you're more concerned about how hurt dad is, but dad took it back.

Zara never thought about why her father could think that way. He was just a wounded son, what else was his father. "Zara can't promise, yeah."

"It's okay, but try."

Zara could only choose to nod to calm her father.

After her father left, Zara could only think about how she could try to forgive her mother.