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Mrs. Maid Chapter 59. Pawning Freedom
Today is the last day at home before we leave for tomorrow morning. I started preparing what we would bring. "Rani, what are you doing?" he asked seeing me while take out clothes from closet to bring on. "I am packing for tomorrow!" I said without looking at him, my clothes, yours, toiletries, and make-up and knick knacks. "Honey, we don't need to bring anything. Just bring personal equipment. All the clothes and accessories have been prepared by Claudia at each hotel," he explained with a smile. I turned to look at him and frowned. Means, we were prepared again by Claudia new clothes. Isn't that a waste? "Bit by bit, you have to adapt to our customs. To be precise, our compulsion," he said as he pulled my hand to sit beside him. "We are required to act and look number one. Our image must be maintained, because we are the face of the company. Tomorrow, we will be the center of attention of many eyes and the subject of many mouths," he added, while stroking my back. He began to k
Mrs. Maid Chapter 60. Making Memories in Yogyakarta
"But, right now, you're here. After the event, we'll go out for a walk, okay?" he said while holding my hand, as if he understood what I was thinking."Mas Suma, if you're in Yogyakarta. It's nice to ride a motorbike. It's more romantic," I said, with plenty of thoughts about good food around that already dancing in my brain."It's here. Come on, let's go down!" said Mas Suma. He has not had time to answer my request earlier.Entering the factory area, we were greeted with enthusiasm by hundreds of employees staff. Today, they have a day off and celebrate our arrival.The event starts immediately.Greetings and introducing me as Mr. Kusuma's wife.Seeing them, implied great hope on their faces. Behind them is a family that they have to support, food, shelter, education and health. All depend on the survival of this factory.And, the estuary on Mr. Kusuma's shoulders."I can't stand to see them, if they can't support their family. At that time, a corporate had already offered to buy th
Mrs. Maid Chapter 61. Who Is This Woman?
The trip was very pleasant, at night we just arrived at the hotel."Why? Pain?" asked Mas Suma when he saw me massaging my feet. I answered with a nod.My enthusiasm makes me forget my current capacity which is not as energetic as it used to be."Come, I massage it!" he said. My feet were placed on his lap. And massage slowly and gently."Mas Suma, you don't have to. It's not massage. It's touching. It tickles" I said and I pulled my leg from his lap."Rani, what we ate was mutton, right?" he asked while looking at me seriously."Yes why?!" I asked worriedly. I'm afraid he doesn't suit street food.It's bad, even though it's the first trip. How deal with the Great Madam.Ouch!"The reaction to eating mutton has started!""Stomach ache?" I asked worriedly."Yeah, the bottom one," he said, rolling his eyes. "Mutton, increase my desire for you, Rani," he said, poking my nose and smiling mischievously."Mas Suma.""Rani, I want to immediately give siblings to Amelia and Wisnu. Let's make
Mrs. Maid Chapter 62. Ignore It
"Catherine, introduce my wife, Maharani," said Mas Suma, pulling my hand closer to her."Maharani, this is Catherine, Pak Wahono's daughter," he added, pointing at her.We shook hands. She smiled back at me with a glance, saying her name. Then, back to look at my husband.Her gaze seemed cold towards me. There is an implied dislike there.Ah, maybe it's just me.No wonder, she is not an ordinary staff. It turns out that she is the daughter of Mr. Wahono, he is the largest shareholder after the Adijaya family.We continued into the room. Mr. Wahono immediately greeted us."This is your wife Suma! So Beautiful!" said Mr. Wahono smiling kindly.He looks excited, his face is fresh, his body is tall and unique, and his hair is all white. We shook hands and were ushered to the seats that had been prepared."Suma, I consider myself a child. Mr. Adijaya and I have worked together since we were young. We are like family, although we are still professional at work," he explained to me.Maybe it
Mrs. Maid Chapter 63. The Old Madam's Invitation
"Who exactly, Catherine, Mas?" I asked as we sat on Jalan Asia Afrika."Are yiou jealous?" he asked, smiling faintly. He looked at me to see what was on my mind."No, I'm not jealous. I just don't like Mas Suma!" I snapped."Me?! I didn't do anything. Catherine was the only one who was aggressive, how come I got blamed?" he said with an innocent face."I don't care about all the women who like Mas Suma! But, why didn't Mas Suma tell me about her before coming here? Could it be on purpose, huh?!""Come here," said Mas Suma softly. He pulled me closer to him. His hand gripped my shoulder."In the past, I was often assigned to come here and meet her. I considered Catherine as a sister. As it turned out, she had more feelings for me," he explained."She's young, beautiful, smart, and sexy. Why don't you want that?""Rani, I only considers her a little sister!" he said firmly. "The peak was one year ago. She expressed his seriousness to me. In fact, Mr. Wahono also expressed my approval. B
Mrs. Maid Chapter 64. The Victorian Age
"Don't put your eggs in one basket," said Mas Suma when I asked him why his business fields varied and spread across many cities."Rani, we are business people. Where there is potential and opportunities we can enlarge, that's where we work on it!" he explained."Isn't that a waste of energy?" I asked still do not understand."This is more economical and profitable than us forming new potentials," he added.No wonder, the field of business is adjusted to the potential of the region As in Yogyakarta, crafts and furniture and in Bandung textiles and fashion Either in Jakarta and also in Kalimantan, we haven't talked about it.This business trip, taught me many lessons. Previously it was just theory, and now I know the practice.We have a lot of homework to discuss when we get home later.*"Mas Suma, are we wearing casual clothes?" I asked to make sure again.The clothes prepared for us, collared shirts and jeans. Not as usual, who have to wear formal clothes."Yes, this is our newest p
Mrs. Maid Chapter 65. The Consequences of Socialite Lottery Club
In my village, the lottery club is a just home ware, the coolest one is electronic stuff, and here they are with diamonds lottery. Jewelry that refers to the class of the wearer, actually, it wasn't the club that brought them together, but a business relationship.The two of us arrived at the location, Beautiful villa in the middle of a sunny city. How rich is the person who has this villa, it must be measurable. In the midst of a crowded house, she has a villa with lush gardens and a beautiful swimming pool.Everyone who comes is wearing a set costume. We are like entering in another time. There are also those who use feather hair ornaments.Unique, it’s like a costume party.As soon as we entered, we were greeted with fresh drinks decorated with sweet little umbrellas."Welcome, Mrs. Adijaya!" we welcomed everyone we meet.Great madam is one of the famous elders here. They respect her, if there is a mistake it will definitely affect the business related to the Adijaya family.Great
Mrs. Maid Chapter 66. Date with In-laws
"Pray all goes well, okay!"This morning, Mas Suma was dressed formally. Long-sleeved shirt in a suit and hair neatly combed. Now I put the tie.Hmm... this scent is now my addiction. Scent freshness of Mas suma l. My husband looks very dashing and dignified."Huust...! If you admire your husband, blink please! Is it still lacking, last night?" he teased while blowing this face."Y-yes, my lovely hubby," I said, rubbing his arms and chest to tidy up the tux he was wearing.This morning, Mas Suma and the team will have the last meeting with investors. The Information from Desi, this event along with ratification, So maybe we can go home earlier. I miss Amelia so much already."Mas Suma, this afternoon, Mummy is taking me to lunch. I'm worried, told to wear strange clothes like yesterday, How about that, huh?" I asked remembering the incident that ended with his anger."It's okay. I have warned mummy. Don't worry!" he said, then took my hands and placed them on his waist."Earlier I ask
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Mrs. Maid Chapter 89. The Surprise Package
"Mom... I miss my sister." I heard Amelia's voice as she snuggled into my arms.Her habit, barging into the room and immediately scattered between us. Especially sinceshe found out that she will soon have a younger sibling. Not infrequently she stroked my distended stomach while telling me about school events. The funny thing is, she talked about a lot of school work to a fierce teacher."Dear Amelia, later your sister will be afraid to go to school, you know. That story is scary," I said, laughing. She raised her head frowned, then returned to talk to my stomach. She stroked it gently."Don't worry little sister. Later Sis Amelia will take care of you at school. Accompany you to study, eat and play..." She paused for a moment then looked up again. "Mom, from now on, don't just call me Amelia. But add to being Amelia's sister, okay? I am already a sister.""Okay, Sister Amelia," I said in a small voice, talking about the baby in my stomach. I hugged her tightly and stroked her fragran
Mrs. Maid Chapter 90. The name, Prehistoric
Instantly my eyes widened, and my smile widened perfectly."Dear My God!"Wisnu, still carrying his rucksack, had just entered the side yard of the gallery. In the parking lot, we can still see the travel car that drove him.My son is already looking grown up. His face is like a duplicate of Mas Bram, my ex-husband. Only his light skin inherited from me.I stretched out my arms to welcome him. He ran to me and hugged me."Kak Wisnu, why didn't you tell Mom when you were going home?" I asked after kissing both cheeks. he used to be chubby-cheeked, now her face is gaunt. Is he eating less?"On purpose, Wanted to surprise mommy."Then approached Mas Suma to kiss the hand Likewise, Amelia immediately snuggled spoiled in his arms. We ate together, told stories about Amelia's school, Wisnu's campus and lastly Mas Suma bragged about what I had achieved in this gallery.I smiled proudly. As a wife, happiness is priceless when the husband is proud of himself."Is it true that you have one week
Mrs. Maid Chapter 87. Inspiration
“ I thought, Suma is normal or not," he said, looking at me and laughing. "Abah is joking. I'm normal, ABah. This is the proof, Abah will soon have grandchildren," said Mas Suma. "Alhamdulillah. That's called fortune. You must be grateful, as soon as possible to get a mandate from HIM. Sorry, when you’re wedding, Abah could not come. At that time, it coincided with Abah's umrah schedule," he explained. We talk about anything, Especially about life. Mas Suma is right, he is a wise man. It can be seen from the lectures about life that were conveyed to us. Then we toured the factory. I'm not allowed to enter the warehouse, said Abah in a very loud voice, sorry for the fetus in my stomach. Accompanied by Pak Salim, I took a walk in the back garden while waiting for Mas Suma. The land behind is very wide. Lots of piles of wood waste there. Some have large blocks piled up eaten by termites. Mr Salim! This wood is not used?" I asked pointing to a leftover log measuring about forty centi
Mrs. Maid Chapter 88. Complicated Pregnant
We have been busy for one week with guests coming, Aitu works so hard, in one day countless times up and down the stairs. Even cafe employees are seconded to accompany gallery guests.Apparently this is because exclusive coverage about this gallery has been published. Not infrequently they want to meet me and ask for a photo together. I feel like an impromptu artist. It's funny something new in my age.Mas Suma kept reminding me not to go up to the top floor, Moreover, forcing myself that causes my body to be tired."Rani, remember that you have our baby in your belly! If you are stubborn, it's better not to go to the gallery!" he said during a video call with me.At that time, I immediately cried, Mas Suma looked confused by my exaggerated reaction.He also ordered Aitu to watch over me. Every lunch hour, must come to the gallery to check on me. Like right now.I, who had finished the new design, was surprised by its arrival. He came two hours early. In fact, according to the schedu
Mrs. Maid Chapter 86. I AM FOR HIM
"How are you feeling right now?" asked Mas Suma.Now we are at the Club 21 restaurant located on the outskirts of town, The club that was founded by Mas Suma's school friends, numbering twenty one people. They are the majority of entrepreneurs who want a special place, where they can let go of the attributes that are in them. Being a leader or a public figure makes them feel tired, and this is where it belongs."How do I feel? It's extraordinary. There is a feeling that this heart has been separated from me. This feeling has started to grow since the beginning of the construction of the building and it has become more and more crowded. Now, that feeling is broken, separated and destroyed!" I said while taking a deep breath.Mas Suma stood up from his seat and approached my seat. He rubbed my shoulder and said, "Rani, how heavy is that?""It's very hard, Mas. The feeling of worrying that I will fail and not make Mas Suma proud. The gallery is my responsibility and hope. If I fail, it w
Mrs. Maid Chapter 85. Cracking Egg
This is first time, a Kusuma-Big Boss opened the gate, Usually the security guard does it.I stared at him from the gallery terrace. The door opened by itself after he unlocked it.The door opened slowly, showing several people lined up behind the gate. There was Aitu and another employee there. Aitu, Mas Suma's trusted employee who was appointed to help me.Maybe they had come earlier, the proof is that Mas Suma opened the lock and they immediately opened it from the outside.It turned out that I wasn't the only one who was diligent on the first day. Luckily, Mas Suma set an alarm, otherwise they could dry up outside the fence. I smiled remembering our silliness earlier."Good morning Miss Rani!" they said taking turns nodding at me.They went straight to their posts. Gardener, sweep the yard and trim the leaves that look old. The Cafe section is busy preparing food and beverage ingredients. Aitu went back and forth checking the gallery and ended up in the office tidying up administr
Mrs. Maid Chapter 84. The Monument of Love
I looked up at the towering building in front of me. This building is a wedding dowry, this is a monument to our love. The story between Maharani and Kusuma is imprinted here.He is a husband who understands me. Starting from my intention to make him proud, I received an international award. Maybe on that base, Mas Suma gave me the opportunity to work by giving me a dowry for a gallery unit complete with employees and all operations.Maharani Gallery and Cafe, the name is carved beautifully on a large rock. The gold color contrasts with the black of the river stone. Water gushes between these boulders, falling in a pool full of rocks and green plants beside it. Colorful fish running through the gurgling of spilled water."Are you happy Honey?" said Mas Suma, hugging me from behind. I deliberately asked to be delivered early in the morning, before the employees came. It's the first day of the gallery. I want to be satisfied enjoying just the two of us with Mas Suma, my husband.His han
Mrs. Maid Chapter 83. Over to Beginning
"Mas Bram, live happily. Our story is the most beautiful part we have. And now it's over. Let go of the shadows of your mistakes. We have forgiven you. Be happy with Wulan and the children," I said trying to give understanding.My words were not comforting, instead they made Mas Bram cry even more. Dropped from his seat, his knees fell to the floor. He sat down and wept uncontrollably in front of us."Mas Bram!" I shouted.Wisnu immediately stood up and ran closer to his father. He immediately sat hugging Mas Bram. Son and father cry together.My chest suddenly tightened. This heart hurts again. Farewells always leave scars Not only us as parents even children will be scratched in their hearts.My tears rolled down uncontrollably. I was drawn to another world where there were only the three of us. And, we were nervous together there."I'm sorry! I was wrong! Forgive me Rani, Wisnu!" he said hugging Wisnu tightly."My son, every night I always think of you. Daddy is crying, can't imagi
