Warm Maid
Why not get angry??

The typhoon was never that angry when it came to anything that was not his business, but somehow when the name Alia was mentioned, he suddenly became angry. He was angry when he heard Alia accused as a woman who dredged the divorce compensation money from Rudy Mahendra.

Sounds funny indeed, he instead defended his former client's opponent in front of the client, Rudy Mahendra.

And at a glance the Typhoon again remembers the CCTV screen that night, he was sure the reason that made Alia cry last night must be because of the new Madam Rudy Mahendra. And he was also sure, surely the greedy woman had already hurt Alia with her sharp speech.

The typhoon also brought his sedan car quickly to get home.

He was upset, he was angry with all the words of Mahendra's new lady. The accusation of the new Madam is clearly visible if she feels rivaled by Rudy's ex-wife. Though Alia herself lived poor, and now she works in the house of Typhoon as a maid.

The storming of the capital city road in the afternoon hours has made the typhoon's headache even more severe. It felt like he was hitting someone to release this unwarranted sense of resentment.

After a few minutes, the Typhoon sedan car finally escaped from the traffic jam, and the Typhoon arrived at home with a headache that was increasingly disturbing.

So when it arrived, the Typhoon entered with a surprise Alia as well as the Typhoon mother who was enjoying their lunch.

Alia quickly got up from the chair sitting with a shocked face.

The typhoon entered and accidentally saw Alia with clinging.

"Hm, Mr To-pan, are you home?? have you eaten, sir??"alia asked hesitantly.

Typhoon did not answer, he ignored Alia by going straight into his room.

Alia was surprised by the attitude of the master who would usually be reprimanded.

"What's the Typhoon??" ask Alia astonished.

"Sukma.sukma..this is spicy" whined the mother of Typhoon who awakened Alia from her herbal taste to the master.

"Ah, yes buk. Alia take a drink of water" replied Alia immediately take drinking water in the back kitchen.

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It was already 3 and a half hours, and Alia looked uneasy when she saw the door of her master's room that was tightly closed. He scrunched his lower lip with worry.

"Did I just knock???" alia asked herself.

And again he saw a clock on the wall of the dining room. He should have come home from earlier, because that was the promise of the master this morning.

"Where are you??" muttered Alia weighing.

"Sukma" called Typhoon's mother with a wrinkled face.

Alia was startled and quickly turned her attention to Typhoon's mother who looked riled up. It turns out that Typhoon's mother has peed and it makes the floor inundated.

Alia took a long breath.

"Yeah..Mom leaked again, didn't she??" exclaimed Alia smiling wryly at this very special task. "Wait ya ma'am, Alia take the mop cloth first.wait yes.don't walk" orders Alia who quickly turned to the kitchen back to pick up the mop tool she needs.

And it took 20 minutes for Alia to clean up the mess that Typhoon's mom had done. Until finally Alia was able to put the middle-aged woman to sleep.

Alia heaved a sigh of relief and slowly walked out of the master's mother's room. When the door of the room was perfectly closed, Alia turned around but her steps were restrained when she got the master in front of her.

"Hm, mom just went to bed." said Alia awkwardly.

The typhoon nodded slowly.

"Thank you, Alia.."

Alia can see if the look on the face of the employer is not so healthy.

"Sir Typhoon is sick??" alia asked hesitantly.

"Ehem, yes a little headache" Typhoon replied as it was.

Typhoon shaking.

"No need, thank you, you, you can go home" declined Typhoon.

"Oh, well sir, tomorrow Alia will come in the morning"

"Yes." answered the Typhoon flatly, but seeing the figure of Alia by remembering the words of the new Madam Mahendra made her headache more sick.

"Then, Alia excuse me" said Alia with the intention to go to the kitchen to take her bag there.

The cyclone can see Alia's back.

"Alia.." Call Typhoon suddenly.

Alia's steps came to a halt then instantly turned around with a puzzled face.

"Yes?"

"May I ask you one thing??"

Alia seemed to be weighing, but she finally nodded slowly.

"Hm, yes.. Please, Cyclone??"

"Are you not angry with me??"

Alia's forehead linked in confusion.

"I am a lawyer who has made you divorce Rudy Mahendra.. aren't you angry with me??" ask a serious cyclone.

Alia was stunned to hear the unexpected question from the Master.

"Even I am a very cruel person for accusing you of various charges in the trial, aren't you angry at me??" cyclone with a riled face.

Alia could not say, she did not know what the wind was until the master brought it back.

"Alia??"

"No.. Alia is not angry with Mr. Typhoon, hmm, meaning Alia understands because Mr. Typhoon is only a lawyer who carries out the task of defending his client.so there is no reason for Alia to be angry with Mr. Typhoon" answer Alia as she is.

Typhoon was dissatisfied with Alia's answer.

"You should be angry, no. You deserve to be mad at me, Alia!!" said Typhoon was upset with himself.

Alia was amazed by the words of her master.

"Sir Typhoon??"

"Why Alia?? why are you.." said Typhoon hanging heavily on his throat. It was as if the Typhoon had seen the sin he had committed. How then, he could make this good woman lose everything because of the divorce she was handling.

While the atmosphere felt different, Alia did not understand, but the Typhoon stared fixedly at Alia as if something had happened so badly to her.

"Alia does not know why Mr. Typhoon discussed this, but.." said Alia hanging. "Everything happens is already destined like that, so you don't feel guilty" explained Alia.

"Are you not sorry??" ask the Typhoon back.

Alia shook her head confidently.

"Alia thinks this is the best." replied Alia.

The typhoon was determined when it saw Alia's calm face. It was as if the calmness of the woman's face before him could pour out the feeling of a thunderous Typhoon like an indistinct storm.