TRAPPED LOVE 2 HEIRS
Dirga brought someone home

FOR READERS OF THE NOVEL STUCK IN LOVE 2 FAITHFUL HEIRS FROM THE BEGINNING, YOUR FOLLOW-UP EPISODE IS IN EPISODE COMPLICATED 3 .

SINCE I CHANGED THE TITLE OF THE NOVEL I HAD TO CHANGE THE PREFIX AND ADD A NEW CHAPTER AT THE BEGINNING OF THE NOVEL AS WELL.

THIS IS NOT REPEATING THE CHAPTER BUT THE CHAPTER IS RETREATING BECAUSE I AM ADDING EPISODES OR ADDING CHAPTERS AT THE BEGINNING.

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A few days later...

Nindya felt bored, some days she was alone at home and could not get out. While Dirga also for several days did not go home.

Before long, Mr. Purbo ran in shock at the sound of a horn, the middle-aged man opened the gate by pressing a button.

Slowly Dirga sports car into the yard and parked in a garage that is quite spacious, align his car with other cars.

Hearing the sound of Nindya's car coming out in haste to greet Dirga, he had just finished cooking. Dirga got out of the car shortly after Felix who opened the car door behind him.

A woman with a fashionable look and a beautiful face of Arab descent came out, she had long black hair that was quite densely scratched, pure white skin and wore sunglasses and a luxurious tote bag.

Instantly Nindya squeezed both her hands, inwardly wondering "Who is she...?"

Dirga and the woman walked towards Nindya. The woman drew closer, she opened her glasses and looked at Nindya with a haughty face. None other than her is Maryam Husein Dirga's birth mother.

"Who is he..." Ask the middle-aged woman.

"He's..." Dirga could not continue.

"The series wife you told me about yesterday?" Sambar Maryam's.

Dirga just nodded.

Maryam raised Nindya's chin with the tip of her index finger, the nails are not too long already polished with salem color paint.

Maryam also stared fixedly at Nindya, looking and as if wanting to pierce Nindya's pride with her eyes, like a sharp sword ready to draw the sword's eyes on Nindya's chest.

"Limit maid... It must be the villagers, the poor, and the greedy with money like prostitutes who have no pride and whose omnipotence is always driven away." Maryam said cynically, the corner of the woman's lips lifted.

Maryam then wears her glasses back, and passes through Nindya, entering the house followed by Dirga and Felix.

Nindya who had been holding her breath, suddenly her chest wanted to explode. How it is

stand like a fool and have no self-esteem at all. The tears slowly began to fall.

His chest tight, his pride was torn, his leg defense began to limp, and his, he thought from the beginning of this marriage was a mistake and now he knew that he was standing on an illegal ground for his feet.

Slowly Nindya turned around and went inside after wiping her tears and calming down. Although his weight and tears continued to flow, until he was in pain to hold it, his neck felt pulled and tied with a rope.

Nindya returned to prepare food on the table, helping Mbok Winarsih.

"Let me not..." Mbok Winarsih.

"It's okay to let me help, I don't know what to do, let me not like a statue." Nindya said while busy arranging food occasionally wiping tears.

Mbok Winarsih just according and stroked Nindya's shoulder. Concerned obviously yes, but he is also only a servant who is also looking for money from his place to work to finance his son who studied abroad.

Not long Dirga down at the company of his mother who continued to hug his son, they sat down. Dirga sat at the very end while Maryam sat to the right of Dirga. Nindya was still standing at the end near the kitchen.

"Nindya come..." Dirga

"Sit on my left before eating I want to say something." Said Dirga.

Nindya complied and sat to the left of Dirga.

"From this day on you will stay here, you must be kind, and do not make you angry, serve and pay attention with affection." Said Dirga.

"As a son-in-law you should know your duties and obligations." Dirga's voice again.

Nindya just lowered her head without replying and answered whatever Dirga said, she knew she did not have the right, she also knew in the future it would be even harder, if she could go, she knew she had no right, but where to go.

Nindya had no choice, she also wanted to leave, better to live alone. But he also cannot leave this relationship even though it is only a serial marriage relationship, he respects the religion he professes.

After all, Nindya already has no money, has no destination that can make it take shelter, in the village will definitely be expelled, then where, where to, it wasn't that easy for him to leave or escape, Dirga had a power far more terrifying than his own.

The breakfast event was over and took place solemnly, there was no noise whatsoever even the sound of spoons and plates swiping slowly.

Nindya quickly cleaned up all that and helped Mbok Winarsih in the kitchen, clean the dining table, clean the leftovers and wash the dishes.

Seeing that made Mbok Winarsih swallow his saliva pity, and choked his chest.

"Non let me do it..." Mbok Winarsih.

"Mbok, It's okay Mbok I have no job..." Nindya said while wiping her sweat sweat until it made the foam stick to the temples of the head.

Mbok Winarsih then wiped the forehead and temple Nindya clean the foam.

Nindya just wants to busy herself, she is confused and does not know what to do when she lives with the in-laws, especially clearly her in-laws do not like it. The cynical gaze and hot sentences became introductions at their beginning.

After finishing washing dishes Nindya took a mop and would mop the floor but quickly Mbok Winarsih took the mop, did not have the heart to see Nindya like that.

"The big lady loves Tieguanyin tea, I taught her how to brew it." Mbok Winarsih.

Mbok Winarsih then took the tea in the cupboard kitchen set because Felix had provided it before Maryam Husein came, and at that time Mbok Winarsih just wondered why Felix prepared the room and also the favorite tea of the Big Lady, now all missed already.

Mbok winarsih concocts and brews the tea carefully, wearing a special, luxurious teapot.

"Sorry before if I'm presumptuous, Madam change first, do not be like this, because the big madam does not like her tea served carelessly..." Mbok Winarsih said awkwardly and unpleasantly.

"Yes, thank you..."

Nindya then went up to the room and changed her clothes, put on a little makeup on her face as big as powder and lip gloss and then combed her hair and washed it off. Dirga is not seen in the room, and Nindya thinks she must be in the workspace with Felix.

Then Nindya went down and took the ready tea, the tea was neatly arranged on a tray with 1 set of teapots and luxury ceramic cups.

Slowly Nindya took her up to her in-laws room and knocked on the door.

After being allowed to enter Nindya put the tea on a table near the balcony where her in-laws were sitting straightening their legs on the bedchairs, while reading a book.

Maryam Husein, who was quite young and beautiful, had white skin and did not show too many wrinkles, she wore a fairly thin dress and a circular scarf on her shoulder.

Smelling her favorite tea, Maryam opened her voice.

"Know from Mbok Winarsih right..." Mary said sniffle without looking at Nindya.

\~connects\~