TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
HOMECOMING
Budiman left the cafe with light steps. Somehow he would feel fine, and the woman would never bother him again.
The man walked into the parking lot. Riding the latest sports car. Bugatti Ciron black color. The sports car he just bought. When he entered his car, two pairs of eyes looked at him sparkling. Felia and Andita instantly drooled. They're going to Budiman. Honey, that guy jumped the car.
Budiman enters the freeway. At a speed of 180km/h, the man left the city for a rural area, at the foot of Mount B. The paved road is smooth through it. Even uphill. In just an hour, he just slowed down the speed of his vehicle, when out of the freeway.
After that he drove his car at 100km/h. In fifteen minutes. The 189cm tall man had arrived at the gate of his house.
The house with a land area of three hundred and fifty square meters, had a building area of one hundred and seventy-five square meters. A man in his thirties opened the towering high gate, when he heard the sound of his master's car horn.
Budiman opened the glass. Drive the car very slowly. Then greet the housekeeper named Taha.
"Night, Sir!"
"Night too, Den. Finally Den Samudera came home too," greeted him with a big smile.
Taha immediately closed the fence and locked it, after his employer's car entered the carport that had been opened by Taha from earlier.
The man ran into the house through the side door. Calling Inah, his wife also Ratri his daughter. A couple with their daughter who worked with Budiman for one year. Budiman hired them because it requires people to take care of a house that has just been renovated after he bought from someone.
The house is painted white, with large windows on the left and right side of the main door.
Inah and Ratri greeted their master with a respectful bow. Budiman cleared his throat to pay their respects.
"Good night, sir. Do I need to prepare dinner?" ask Inah with her head down.
Ratri stole a glance at his master. His heart was racing at the hands of the owner of this house. This girl always fantasized that she would be the only queen in this house. Of course the delusion he kept himself, his mother and father always forbade the girl to act arbitrarily at their employer's house even though, the owner of the place rarely came home.
"No need, Bik. I'll take a break right away. You guys rest too. Excuse me," replied Budiman flatly.
I don't know where the smile that he's been reviewing at his client's house, Terra. This man misses his home. The residence he bought with his hard work all this time.
The house feels empty. He imagined, if there was a woman who welcomed him and gave him a smile as beautiful as his little miss, Lidya. Imagining herself being greeted with the wrong babble like her baby master, Rion. I don't know why Karina's face appeared. He immediately shook his head casting away the beautiful shadow.
"Sir, are you okay?" ratri asked when she saw her master shake his head.
"It's okay, you sleep!" preach the Servant without seeing the girl who is now looking at him full of charm.
After that back disappeared behind the closed door. The girl touched his chest. His heart seemed to hunt, like it had run out thousands of kilometers. His face heated up when he heard his master earlier telling him to rest.
"Ah ... she's already starting to pay attention to me!" the pleasure in the heart.
The girl jumps for joy. Fortunately, he neutralized the overflow of joy, so as not to be discovered.
Ratri immediately entered his own room at the very back. If Budiman does not exist and certainly not known by his parents. The girl secretly slept in the main room.
The main room is now in Budiman. The girl always loved to fantasize, every night to a room with a gray pattern with a large window overlooking the garden. The girl came wearing a very thin negligee.
He often "played" with his hands. It was as if his master was the one who touched him passionately. Even boldly he shouted the name of the man. Lucky master room soundproof. So Ratri freely explores his thoughts as well as his wild fantasies.
Luckily this morning, he and his mother had cleaned the room, even though he had first entered the room and made sure there was no trace he had left behind due to his actions last night.
Ratri laid his body. Back he "played" with his hands. Whistling, hissing.
"Budiman ... dear .. aahh!'
While in the main room, Budiman who had cleaned himself, he also laid his body. He asked for permission to go home.
"Master, Miss. I ask permission to go home first. It's been three months, I haven't checked the house, '" he said.
"How long, brother?" ask Terra.
"Just a day, tomorrow I will return" replied Budiman.
"But, after the appointment, yes, the story all," said Terra collect the promise.
"Good, Miss. I'll tell you everything" promised Budiman with a smile.
Again, not tired of the man reviewing a smile. He missed that little family. The man finally decided something. He soon fell asleep and welcomed tomorrow.
Early in the morning he was calling a couple and his daughter. They sat before their master, looking down. Budiman took a long breath.
"Before, I'm sorry. This is your last salary" Budiman said in a flat tone.
"I-I mean Den?" tanya Taha stamped. "We made a mistake?"
"No-no. You guys nothing's wrong. But I will sell this house, and thank God, there are already fans," replied Budiman hurriedly.
They seem so disappointed. They were already comfortable working in this house, especially Ratri. Both Taha and Imah must have been heavy, as they had to find work elsewhere.
Looking at his three moody faces, thinking about work. The budiman was a little sorry. But, his determination was already unanimous. When he felt his body go home, but his soul did not.
"I'm sorry, sir," said Budiman a little regretfully.
"It's okay, Den. This is the right of Den Samudera, we just follow the path of our destiny" replied Taha sage.
Suddenly his phone rang. Name, one of his colleagues called. He immediately lifted it.
"Hello, Wan!"
".....!'
"Ah, I happen to have, three housekeepers need a quick job. You can go home now to pick up if you want," replied Budiman with a bright face.
".....!"
"Okay, I wait!" budiman replied immediately ending the phone call.
"Sir, I hope you're all getting ready now. Thank God, Father and Bibik no longer need to be dizzy with work," explained Budiman with a bright face.
"One of my colleagues needed three people to clean his house. He is the same as me, only he goes home much more often" explained Budiman again.
"Now he is on his way here" he continued.
"Alhamdulillah, good Den."
The three of them immediately packed all their belongings. Not many. Just two big bags and one suitcase, and one backpack.
"Is there nothing left?" ask Budiman.
"Nothing, Den," replied Taha.
Ratri was silent. He could only cry in his heart. He will leave all his happy memories of a year in this house. The shadow of being the only queen is destroyed like dust.
Before long, the partner in question had come. Taha has opened the gate. He also walked back quickly into the house.
Wanto Irawan, immediately told them to enter all their goods into the trunk of the car. Taha handed over all the keys to his master. Budiman.
After the departure of her three domestic assistants. He immediately went to the gate. It seems like Taha has closed it back down. Seeing the gate locked inside. The man went back into the house.
He stepped in to observe all the rooms that were soon not his. Entering the room opens the wadrobe room. Where all his expensive clothes are neatly stored.
"I'm sorry, sir, I lied about selling this house. If only my daughter hadn't ...."
Budiman sighed and closed the door. He's taken all the clothes that were once Ratri's perverted fantasies. Wrap it together in a big plastic crackle in black.
The man separated the underwear that Ratri had worn while fantasizing.
Little shudder. It separates everything. There are seven pieces of underwear that he saw on CCTV.
Budiman pulled out a song of clothes and pants that he had just put in a crackle bag.
"Armgh!" frustrated scream.
He sighed, then checked the CCTV installed in this room.
seriated.
beeeh .. si Ratri .. fortunately Mas Pudi eh Budi well .. ba bowu mas Pudi & ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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