True Love for Mas Arka
Chapters. 21

On this sunny morning Ila was preparing breakfast for her family. Today is the weekend, more precisely Saturday. Ila prepared dishes in the aid of Bi Tina and Bi Surti, while Arka was in the room watching tv while holding Arshaka and Seno who beside her made schoolwork.

Ting nong ting nong.

The doorbell sounded.

“Bi help open the door Ila is not ready to cook,” explained Ila

“Iya Mistress!” Bi Tina passed out of the kitchen room to see who came in this morning.

Clack

The door sounds open. "Who are you looking for?” Bi Tina asked when she saw her guest a 30-year-old male.

“Dek Ila nya Bu?” Ask the man again.

“Who is Madam Ila ya Mas? About it I can not put anyone carelessly into the house?” Tanya Bi Tina is back.

“I'm a close friend of his Ila Bu,” obviously the man.

“Well what is the name of Mas, I will convey to Madam.”

“Kenandion Aldio Hasan.”

The door closed, the door closed without allowing Dion to enter.

“Basic brash maid! The time of his employer's friend is not allowed to enter, where the look of a cavernous bule where there may be evil intentions. Unless the intention to edit Dek Ila is always in the heart,” said Dion mendumel.

“The more you ignore me, the more I wonder and also I make sure you will fall into my arms Ila.” Dion grinned while imagining Ardila's beautiful face The wife's daughter from Arka Wiryo.

Bi Tina walked quickly towards the kitchen her heart was restless. She was afraid that what used to happen to her employer's household was repeated again. Even a small child knows that Dion with his Caucasian face juxtaposed with Arka is clearly not comparable to the oriental Arka not to mention the age of Arka and Ila who are far away.

While walking towards Ila, Bi Tina muttered a prayer in her heart that she thought was not true. She really wished that Madam would always be there for this family. Unable to see the pleading gaze and longing that would surely occur if the Madam betrayed her Master. The most victims were Arshaka and Seno who loved Ila more than their mother.

“Who Bi?”

Ila asked without looking, Ila was cooking pregedel corn for breakfast and there was also fried rice that Ila had prepared but not yet served.

“That's said a close friend of Mrs.”

“Friends close? Wh who? Lina's? Or Leha who came from the village? But tumben on ngabarin?” Tanya Ila was tubi in the middle of her confusion.

“That's Madam her name is Kenandion Aldio Hasan,” replied Bi Tina who remembered clearly the name of the person who was waiting.

“Oeah, playboy cap hippo. Tumben he's here. He's his friend Mas Arka, a fellow teaching at the same campus.”

“Aibi replace me fry for a while yes, I want to go up call Mas Arka,” said Ila.

“Iya New!”

Ila walked through the stairs of the house until arriving at her room saw Seno was disturbing the arshaka, making the toddler laugh happily at her brother's jahili. While Arka instead focus with his tea drinks also cartoon shows on their room television screen.

“Mas there are guests make Mas below,” said Ila when entering the room.

“Who's Bun? How do you get the news first?” Ask Arka.

“That friend Mas Arka taught at the campus, Mr. Dion,” said ila.

Like being struck by lightning Arka heard Ila's words.

“The more insolent the man. Can't bother via online now he's coming straight home to snatch Ila from me. I won't let you take what's already mine!” inner Ark heating up.

Arka's two hands clenched tightly until the moment Ila held her hand gently.

“Show if Ila's husband is a tapped and honorable man. Treat guests properly.”  Ila stroked her husband's hand.

Arka nodded and then walked out of her room.

“Mas Seno is ready to make PR nak?” Tanya Ila stroked the head of her dear child.

“Udah Mommy, was in ajarin Papa. Oh yeah Bun, breakfast is ready yet? Seno is already leper?” Seno asked as she stroked her stomach and also pursed her cute lips.

Seno, who really loves Ila, prefers to wait for her mother to come down along with her. They went down to eat Ila, Seno and Arshaka.

It turned out that the food was already served by Bi Tina and Bi Durti at the dinner table.

“Alhamdulillah, thanks Bi so di continuein job Ila, ah so delicious!” said Ila

“It's our job,” said Bi Tina and Bi Surti.

“So not yet on a meal right?”

“Kan we worked together earlier.”

“Yuk eat with Ila and Mas Arka also children,” invite ila.

“Iya New!” they sat down to get their food.

While Ila took food for Seno. Then Ila passed into the living room. It turned out that there were Arka and Dion who looked at each other like enemies.

“Mas Arka, Mr. Dion come in first breakfast.” Call Ila in a relaxed tone.

“Still Deck Ila.” When Dion Iingin approached Ila, Ila herself approached her husband who still had an unpleasant face in view.

“Aduh Mas smile dong, Ila time already dandan sweet morning like this in suguhin face asem so later Ila kidnap people Mas sad youh,” said Ila with an implied tone.

“Mas ngak will tell anyone to kidnap you from Mas Darling,” replied Arka firmly.

“Buktin dong Mas, yok eat." Ila held Arka's hand inside and was followed by Dion from behind.

They are currently sitting at the dining table. Ila and Arka sat next to her while Ila and Dion faced each other. Beside Dion himself was Bi Surti who was eating voraciously. Ila take fried rice and eggs in complete vegetables and also fried onions for the beloved meat.

“Pak Dion take it himself yes,” said Ila when finished taking food for Arka but Dion held out a plate to her.

Ila herself has not eaten her back stirring the sun porridge for Arshaka who was sitting in a chair designed specifically for the baby who was next to Ila sitting earlier.

“Dek Ila ngak eat first?” Dion's successful question made Arka clench both of her hands.  I think he wants to beat up people who don't know themselves.

“Let's Mr. Dion, secure the entrails of husband and children first, I can be later, I can,” Ila replied without seeing Dion she fed Arshaka who looked a henchman by eating the food in her mother's bribe.

“Dek Ila has read my message. I'm serious about Dek Ila, if Dek Ila wants to leave Pak Arka we can go to New York and Dek Ila can continue S2 there without any children connected.." said Dion stopped.

BUM Arka punching dining table all surprised.

“What's wrong sir Their arc is indeed a stepson…."

“My son!” firmly Ila said it.

“Once again I reiterate them my son. I don't care at all about your offer. If your presence just wants to make my son's child fear better you get out of my house!” Ila pressed down on every word of her. Ila's own eyes had turned red, her hands clasped tightly onto the spoon in her hands.

“Dek Ila does not need to make a show, mas know…"

“Shut!” Shouted Ila loudly.

“Out!” shout Ila. Look at Dion who never came out. Ila put down Arshaka's food bowl and ran to call Pak Ujang.

“Pak Ujang drag this guy from my house and don't let him in!" Ila puts emphasis on every word she says.

“I can myself Dek Ila, Mas know you just want to keep the feeling of your old husband Bangka it.”

Arka chose silence because his wife already represented everything he wanted to say.

Not long after Ila fell unconscious, lucky Arka quickly welcomed Ila's body so as not to crash onto the floor.

“Sayang?” Arka patted his wife's cheek slowly.

“Yes Allah handsome handsome pebinor!” batin Bi Surti's

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