
Mirah resigned better he was silent than he repeated the word again asking Erland not too soon will be more emotional later Master, Master, Mirah's face was tense but in her heart she chanted a prayer of good luck until home.
Just 20 minutes Erland patted the trip until the residential complex of the Mirah residence, Mirah could finally breathe a sigh of relief Her master was really crazy to drive his car.
" It's down!"
Mirah nodded with a pale face.
" Thank you, sir."
But before Mirah came down Erland said something that made the heart of Mirah sad to hear her.
" Mira.."
" Yes Sir!"
" I hope you don't show yourself in front of me anymore."
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Mirah raised her face looking at Erland who was not looking at her, Mirah smiled wryly then nodded
" Okay sir!"
After Mirah came down and closed the door, Erland immediately drove forward his car. Erland's eyes saw Mirah from the rearview mirror walking slowly while looking down.
" I'm sorry Mirah!" Erland said in her heart.
Truly this tortures himself likes someone who can not be reached to have, away even more longing to get closer there is a rope that has been tied and it must be guarded. What is expected again besides asking Mirah to stay away from him so Erland can forget about Mirah, it is not impossible that it could happen when he was holding Mirah it feels like he wanted to ******* exhausted Mirah's lips and poured her longing on Mirah.
After returning to bring Mirah home, Zafran was just about to go out and meet Erland
" Lho Mr. Zafran is going home, why hunt?"
" I'm sorry Mr. Erland is late the next afternoon when I'll stop by."
" Oh.ok well, thank you for your presence."
" The same Mr. Erland.oiya Mr. Erland may I ask?"
" What is Mr Zafran?"
Zafran's face looked embarrassed to ask the woman he had spoken to.
" Ahh I actually."
Zafran's words hung up and made Erland a little curious.
" Don't hesitate to just say it!"
" I want to ask a woman named Mirah."
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" Mira?" Erland smiled wryly
" Yes, is he still inside? actually I'm waiting for him."
Erland responded to his body cross-section folding both hands in front of his chest, apparently right guess, Zafran waiting for Mirah.
" I'm sorry I didn't notice that, after all, there were a lot of workers in my house but it looks like he's home."
Zafran nodded his head.
" A very bad thing."
" Erland sir isn't that.I want to offer him a ride home with me."
" Say! does Mr. Zafran like any of the workers in my house?" Goda Erland's.
Erland is actually not just teasing his friend but looking at feeling rivaled if Zafran began to be interested in Mirah.
" Yes I'm interested in her, she's beautiful, ok Mr. Erland I'm sorry to go home."
" All right!"
As Zafran headed for his car behind it Erland's smile disappeared instantly turning cold. Erland became disturbed by Zafran's confession.
Mirah has replaced the kebaya with her favorite negligee feels plong and adem, her tired body can not be held Mirah lying on the bed mattress where her contest with her late husband. His mind was now fixed with Erland saying why it felt tight in the chest. Again Mirah felt stupid of course she realized Erland was not like before who always sought attention and stole a look at her now asking her to never again she appeared in front of him. Perhaps Erland also realized that she had missed him. Mirah doesn't understand any of that.
tired of thinking about Erland's words did not feel Mirah began to sleepy and slowly closed the second, but seconds later Erland's treatment reflected in the silence of his eyes why Erland pulled his waist and held it so tightly, so close, mirah's eyes opened wide drowsiness was lost.
" Wait..! why did you hold me and look me in the eye, and you also said your friend was waiting for you, Mas Zafran?"
Mirah begins to concoct Erland's attitude and accusations, accusing him of being deliberately familiar with his guest Zafran.
" Did Mr. Erland dislike me being friends with his guests, so what's the matter?"
Mirah dizzy in her making, and add tired brain and body. Mirah closed her eyes again.
Already one month Mirah really obeyed Erland's request, he never even dared to appear before his Master again, even though Mirah knew Erland's whereabouts in school and was teaching. Like now Mirah needs the principal's signature but because in the Erland district was there, Mirah was forced to leave it to Lela.
" Good day, Mr. Erland!"
" Oh, what's wrong with you Lela?" Kepsek.
" This is Mr. Principal please sign it here !"
" is this not usually the work of Miss Mirah?"
Lela just smiled at herself and did not know why her friend and her best friend asked her for help. Erland silently talked her talk with the pengsek paused when Lela came, Lela, but hearing the name of Mirah mentioned Erland kepsek had looked at the entrance maybe Mirah waited outside and was reluctant to enter because of his existence but he did not see it.
" I'm sorry Mr. Kepsek Mirah left me because I'm not feeling well." Lela reasoned.
Erland scrunched up her forehead Lela said Mirah was not feeling well if indeed Mirah was sick. Finished getting Lela's autograph respectfully out of the secretary's room.
" Thank you Chief, excuse me!" Lela bowed respectfully to the Principal and also to Erland.
Until outside when Lela walked Erland called Lela, Lela stopped her steps.
" Mrs Lela!"
Lela turned around her body.
" Yes Mr Erland?"
" Is Mirah really sick?"
" I'm sorry Mr. Erland actually Mirah is in the porous room and is fine, but I don't know the reason why Mirah left this to me, yes, I just asked and helped him."
Lela could not possibly cover up from Erland who was the son of the owner of the Vijaya school, because after all Lela had to obey.
Erland nodded in her mind Mirah had completely complied with her request, and it was really a month that Erland had not seen at all at school.
" Thank you, Miss Lela."
" The same as Mr. Erland."
The day continues to change the same time that made Mirah began to accept the situation and the figure of Erland's face and appearance slightly began to erode the shadow of Erland. But not with Erland, Erland still likes to look at Mirah even from a distance.