Warm Maid
Cyclone Rage

The next morning, Typhoon looked on in surprise when he got the face of Alia who looked fine after crying last night.

The cyclone was astonished to see Alia who looked ordinary, as if the storm passed overnight without leaving a trace on her face that looked fresh and excited when taking care of her mother.

"Mother.this is the warm milk" said Alia by putting a glass in front of the mother Typhoon.

Typhoon smears his coffee while stealing the gaze of seeing Alia who looks busy helping Typhoon's mother while eating.

"Ah, sir.I'm sorry to ask for a knife?" said Alia who suddenly turned to look at the Typhoon who was immediately shocked when caught red-handed was watching the maid.

"Yes??"

"Tisu. please box his knife sir" Alia repeated by pointing at the tissue box in front of the Typhoon.

"Oh, this" Typhoon picked up and gave it to Alia awkwardly.

"Thank you, sir" said Alia by receiving the box and she pulled a piece of tissue and immediately wiped the clothes of Typhoon's mother who was dirty because of the milk spill.

"Mother. slowly ya.." exclaimed Alia gave a warning by continuing to clean clothes Typhoon mother.

Seeing the thing that was running normally, the Typhoon involuntarily heaved a sigh of relief. Yes, at least the worries of last night's Typhoon turned out to have no effect on the task that Alia was doing.

"Ehem.., maybe I'm home by noon" said Typhoon.

Alia turned her head, then she nodded slowly.

"And you can go home soon." continued Typhoon.

Unexpectedly the speech of the Typhoon even provoked the sweet smile of Alia.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Typhoon" replied Alia slowly and then returned to help the mother of the Typhoon eat.

But not with the Typhoon that even became heard a little electricity in his heart when he saw Alia's sweet smile.

"Ukh, shit.why so sweet!!" spontaneous Typhoon Routes.

Alia.

"Why sir?? coffee sweet, huh?" ask Alia.

Surprised typhoon.

"Ah, that is.no.no." replied Typhoon evasive with hiss annoyed at himself.

"Supervise yourself!! she's your maid!!" the inner cry of the Typhoon that awakened the conscious mind of the Typhoon. So Typhoon awkwardly got up from his chair and passed away leaving Alia and her mother.

Alia only caught a glimpse as the Master left the dining table and walked out of the house carrying a briefcase. But before long Alia's attention returned to the mother of the master who dropped the spoon.

***

Strange.so the feeling that Typhoon brought after leaving his home. This was too strange, he felt that Alia's smile had made the anxiety of last night's Typhoon just wasted behind.

And unfortunately again, the smile of the maid has made the nerves of her body like electrocuted.

The direction of the Typhoon car finally arrived at the parking lot of the lawyer's office. But before he went down, suddenly the Typhoon phone rang.

He grabbed his phone and an unexpected name called him this morning, Rudy Mahendra.

"Hallo??"

"Yes, Hello Mr Typhoon??" there was a woman's voice on the phone and it made Typhoon's forehead twitch.

"I'm Rudy's wife, Bella." she explains again.

"Oh, yeah.can I help Bella??" ask the Typhoon who is hesitant to call for this client.

"Ah, yes.. Sir Typhoon is there time today to come home???"

Typhoon weighing.

"My husband wants to write a will for our baby candidate" explained Mahendra's new mistress who sounded cheerful from a phone call.

The typhoon heard with a frown.

"So, can you take Typhoon home this afternoon?" ask the woman in a reassuring tone.

"Hm, yes, you can mbak, before noon I will be there" replied Typhoon definitely.

"Well, thank God, both me and my husband wait for Mr. Typhoon at home" exclaimed Mahendra's new mistress who finally closed the phone just like that.

Typhoon dropped the phone from his right ear with a flat face. Getting the task of writing a will is not a difficult thing, what else is the will giver is still healthy. So Typhoon thinks it's legal if every rich man prepares his legacy for the successor.

But that's not what makes Typhoon's heart so unhappy after the phone is closed, somehow Mahendra's new tone of speech slightly irritated him.

With a slow sigh, Typhoon finally came down from his private car. He had to clear up some court documents whose case had been settled.

***

Time went by quickly, right at half-hour 11 Typhoon kept his promise to the residence of Rudy Mahendra.

Large houses typical of the rich also seen from the design of the fence to the design of a house that is so magnificent standing there.

Typhoon got off his sedan with a briefcase. He had already brought some documents for the will.

And the presence of the Typhoon was welcomed by the host.

"Welcome, Mr. Typhoon.." welcome the Madam to the friendly house.

Typhoon entered politely into the luxurious house.

"Come sir, ah. has been a long time Mr. Typhoon is not home." continued the hostess by bringing the Typhoon to be more into his luxury home.

The storm followed without speaking. It looks like the face of the Madam of the house is so happy with her hands continue to stroke the stomach that looks big.

"Mas Rudy today is not healthy, so I asked Mr. Typhoon to come home.sorry yes Mr. Typhoon.." said Bella mince words.

"Oh, yes no papa, mbak" said Typhoon hesitated for a fitting mention for the hostess who looks younger under him. But because for a sense of courtesy, there is no more suitable call than "mom".

The second step finally arrived at a room that looked calm and cool. The nuances of the library are visible in there. Several charters as well as photographs with prominent people were seen on display on the walls of the room.

"Topan" greeted Rudy who immediately got up from his reading chair.

Handshakes were intertwined, a sense of familiarity and friendliness was felt from Rudy's welcome.

"Sorry, because I'm interrupting your busy time.."

The storm just smiled a little.

"Let's just sit on the couch" Rudy asked more familiarly.

After sitting comfortably on the sofa, Bella was seen sitting there with her husband. His movements are rather difficult to see clearly because it must carry a large stomach that is enough months.

"What do you want to drink???" ask Bella.

"Hm, maybe just warm tea" Typhoon replied.

"Sama, mas too" continued Rudy.

"Oh, okay." said Bella by calling the maid. "Biik?"

"Darling.." cut Rudy quickly holding his wife's arm. "Darling, can you make herbal tea, auntie doesn't know how to make it. can you??" pinta Rudy on Bella.

The wife seemed doubtful.

"Tw-pi.."

"Yes, just unheralded please baby, my throat is a bit uncomfortable" Pinta Rudy repeated in a tone that seemed to tell the wife to leave the room.

Bella's face looks reluctant, but the husband's request can not be avoided. So with a heavy feeling he went out of the room.

A few minutes after the wife left, Rudy unexpectedly let out a long sigh.

The cyclone watched with a flat face.

"It feels like this house is already uncomfortable." said Rudy suddenly. "Ah, sorry Typhoon, you had to come to my house because of Bella's request"

"Yes, no papa.. So you want to make a will??"

"Aren't I?? but Bella and my mom are forcing" Rudy continued gloomily.

The typhoon noticed Rudy's facial features that looked tired.

"I was forced to write a will to an unborn baby, isn't that funny?? I just haven't weighed the baby yet." Rudy interrupted. "Do they think I'm going to die tomorrow??" chirps Rudy nanar.

"So??" ask Typhoon to the point.

"I won't make that will." replied Rudy calmly.

Typhoon is not surprised, it is all up to the client. He just came on request.

"Huuuff.." Rudy sighed softly with weight. "It turns out that many treasures will also not make the soul calm" said Rudy.

Typhoon heard without interrupting, he was listening to the client.

"The more treasures, the more they will look is anxiety, worry and suspicion and greed." continued Rudy.

No wonder, this is not the first time he saw a rich man feel poor in the middle of his wealth. Poor sincerity that would never exist in a wealthy environment.

"So what exactly is rich for??" ask Rudy on the Typhoon.

And the Typhoon only heard without interrupting, he let the client take out his tatters.

Typhoon and Rudy are actually close, because they were college friends first. But after graduation they were busy with their own roads so that for several years finally Typhoon invited Rudy to become a lawyer for the Mahendra family and work for Rudy.

***

And finally after 1 hour passed, the Typhoon told Rudy to return.

But not with the face of Madam Rudy who looks sour. He was upset because there was no will written by the husband for his future baby.

"Mass??"

Rudy stood up with a face.

"Mas, why not make a will?? kasian Pak Typhoon has arrived here but instead not so make any task" exclaimed Bella pushy.

It looks like Rudy is holding back his anger.

"Mas?? Why is that?? you don't believe this is our son?? Mas?? Mas I'm sad if you make our child like this" regek Bella with a sad face. "What's wrong is the writing of a will, anyway for this as a form of love we same our son mas" forced Bella.

"BELLA!!" hardik Rudy who was immediately furious with the coercion of his wife.

The wife gasped.

"I'm not dead yet and the baby isn't born either, so stop asking the mas to write a will!!" Rudy let out his anger which he had already endured.

The typhoon that was there was also a witness to Mahendra's husband and wife's quarrel.

"Is it because of Alia?? do you still want to think about adding compensation money for Alia??? because of that woman!!" tuding Bella growled.

Rudy's two eyes were rounded. Likewise with the Typhoon who was disturbed when he heard the name of his housemaid called.

Bella gave a small grin, the reaction of the husband was able to explain her guess earlier.

"justified?? mbak Alia must be asking for compensation money again the same mas... right???"

"What do you mean Bella?? why are you taking Alia??"

"All right, don't you want to fuck?? I must have heard the incitement of mbak Alia, right??? that's why I don't want to write a will for my son!!"

"Bella???" exclaim Rudy was angry.

"What the hell do you think?? Mas?? mbak Alia was not a wife anymore, mas and she was divorced.. and now Bella is the legal wife mas.. So why did mas still give money compensation for mbak Alia??? Ma'am Alia greedy?? he envies me!!" beat Bella with tears.

"ENOUGH BELLA!!" hardik Rudy was angry and embarrassed at the Typhoon who so saw the husband and wife quarrel.

"I'd better excuse me" said Typhoon who is self-conscious to leave the husband and wife quarrel situation.

But Bella's angry actions further provoke Rudy's anger.

"Why??Mas angry?? Bella saw herself yesterday when Alia was in the hospital, she is now a proud widow, she must have lived well with the compensation money that she loved..and now the money must have run out and he must have asked again right mas, YES???" bella's cutie is getting hard.

The typhoon that was about to leave was finally provoked.

"Stop vilifying Alia!!" the sudden storm got angry.

The husband and wife were shocked when they heard Typhoon's words.

"If you are angry at your husband, please, but please do not bring the name Alia Zatifah!!" firmly Typhoon. "If once again I hear you vilify the name of Alia Zatifah, then I will not hesitate to drag you into the path of the law!!" threaten the Typhoon with a serious tone by pointing right at the new Madam Rudy Mahendra.

Bella was surprised not to get upset when she heard the threat from the lawyer.

"Top?" rudy exclaimed confused by the reaction of his friend and lawyer.

"I'm sorry!!" said Typhoon left Rudy Mahendra's house in an angry mood.