
That afternoon, Aaron's house was more crowded than usual. There are some workers who are decorating the hall of the house to be a party tonight. Fresh flowers are also used to decorate some corners of the room, making it not only beautiful to the eye, but also gives off a soothing aroma.
Assisted by the servants at Aaron's house, it didn't take long for the large room to be almost fully decorated.
"Madam, could you please carry young master Al for a moment, Ms Asma is asking for my help." The voice of Albern's nanny surprised Zaya a little. Because the nanny never took the initiative to hand Albern into the sling Zaya before.
"Oh, yes. Of course," Zaya replied happily.
With a big smile, Zaya reached out her hand to greet Albern who was laughing cheerfully. The stocky baby did not stop laughing earlier, as if knowing that everyone was busy preparing a party for him.
"Ma ma ma ma ma .. pa pa ..," said Albern adorable.
Sontak Zaya rounded her eyes in astonishment. It was the first time Albern had chatted 'ma ma ma', having previously only been able to mention 'pa pa pa'.
"Wah .. Mama's son is getting smarter, yeah. You can call Mama too" said Zaya proudly. It looked as if Ms. Asma who came to hear him smiled happily and approached.
"Young Master Al knows who his mother is, Madam. He will not be wrong to mention Mama to others," said Ms. Asma meaningfully. Zaya just nodded with a smile. He really did not expect if he and his son could still have emotional closeness, considering it is very rare Zaya could have a chance to just hold Albern. Especially doing something important.
"Mrs take it easy, I will make Farah rather busy this afternoon, so that the Madam can be satisfied to play with Young Master," said Ms Asma again. This time in a whisper in Zaya's ear.
Zaya widened her eyes, then chuckled. It seems that Ms. Asma did deliberately keep Farah busy doing other things, so that Zaya had a chance to spend time with Albern.
Ms. Asma blinked her eyes before passing by with Farah, who was met with a thumbs-up from Zaya.
Zaya was a little moved. The middle-aged maid who was like her mother was always trying to make her happy. Had there been no Asthma in this mansion, Zaya had no idea what it would be like.
It's getting late afternoon. The hall of Aaron's house is already decorated and looks more beautiful than ever. The workers are no longer visible. Now alternating catering service providers who come to bring food and drinks for the party later tonight. The waiters got additional jobs.
That of course makes Ms. Asma not waste the opportunity to hold Farah even longer, under the pretext of helping her to prepare for the party quickly finished. Surely Zaya is very happy, having had the opportunity to bathe Albern this afternoon.
"Where's the nanny, why are you bathing Albern?" The heavy voice of a man surprised Zaya who was busy dressing at Albern.
Zaya. Aaron was standing in the doorway. Zaya also reviewed the sanyum and brought the tidy Albern closer to Aaron.
"Bu Asma and the others were overwhelmed by the preparation of the party, then asked Farah for help to finish faster. So I'm the one who's looking after Albern. Since it's time for Albern to take a bath, I'll take a bath" Zaya replied, giving Albern to Aaron. Aaron who initially looked unhappy finally softened when he saw the cheerful smile of his son.
Albern again chattering while occasionally laughing to make Aaron smile.
"Papa's handsome son, make everyone fascinated. Tonight you're the star, son." said Aaron, kissing Albern's cheek.
Zaya looked at the two with feelings that were hard to pin down. Unknowingly his lips pulled back to form a smile.
***
Zaya stuck herself in the mirror. The dress looked very beautiful wrapped up her slender body. His face is polished with a thin make up that looks natural, lastly his hair is carried up and added a little accessory. Perfect. It was the best performance he could give. Hopefully he doesn't make Aaron feel ashamed.
"Continue your preparations, I'll go down first. Mama and Papa have come and are welcoming guests." Aaron got out of the room first. He was wearing a black tuxedo that made his appearance look even more dazzling.
Zaya just nodded. It will take a few more minutes to prepare. Several times Zaya exhaled her breath to neutralize her irregular heartbeat. Somehow he felt very nervous, like getting a hunch that he would face something big. Maybe something big is going to happen, and Zaya hopes it's a good thing for him and Aaron.
After closing her eyes and praying inwardly, Zaya finally stepped out from inside her room. Down the stairs and walk towards the hall that has been seen quite crowded. Already Carlson, his father-in-law, was talking to some men his age in a corner of a rather distant room. Then not far from Zaya standing at this time, looks Ginna, her mother-in-law along with Aaron and Albern who were in Farah's arms.
Zaya stepped closer. But a moment later, he seemed hesitant to look around him. Everyone looked engrossed in their own conversation, no one looked at him. Zaya turned towards Aaron and Ginna. He knew they were aware of his presence, but why did the two people seem indifferent and indifferent to him. Was she late and upset her husband and mother-in-law?
Zaya's move slowed down, but remained close to Aaron and Ginna. Then a middle-aged couple approached them when Zaya was standing next to Ginna.
"Mrs Ginna, congratulations on the birth of your granddaughter. Your granddaughter is exactly like her Papa, it will be great later as well as her Papa." The middle-aged woman congratulated while hugging the flash on Ginna.
"Thank you for the compliment." Ginna returned the hug and smiled kindly. Surely the couple was an important person, to make Ginna try to be friendly.
Suddenly the woman turned towards Zaya.
"Mrs Ginna ... What is she ...?" tanyanya.
Ginna turned her head and was a little surprised to see Zaya, though soon she could control herself again.
"Zaya .. why did you take so long. I've been waiting for you, "he said later.
"Hurry to go to the kitchen, look and watch for food and drinks, not anything less" he added.
Zaya was a bit overwhelmed. She had thought Ginna would introduce her to the woman, but instead told her to go to the kitchen to watch the food and drinks. Isn't that the job of the servants? What don't-don't?
Zaya did not have time to finish the question when the woman before her spoke again.
"I guess she's your daughter-in-law, Madam. I almost said the wrong thing" he said, laughing heartily. Zaya was just silently trying to understand the direction of this conversation.
Ginna smiled back in response, then turned her head back towards Zaya.
"Why is it still here? Didn't you hear what I said?" his tan sounded a little unhappy. Sontak Zaya raised her face and nodded.
"Alright," he answered softly. With a bit of sadness, Zaya began to step towards the kitchen. But then he stopped and looked towards Aaron.
Zaya knew that Aaron was listening to the conversation between the middle-aged woman and her mother, but why was he still casually talking to the middle-aged woman's husband and seemed to not care. Didn't Aaron intend to call her and introduce Zaya to people?
"I'm sorry, that was my employee who used to help here. He was also the one who had prepared this party for my granddaughter. It's pretty good, so he's kind of close to me."
The words that came out of Ginna's mouth this time made Zaya's body instantly sculpt. Does that mean Ginna told people she was a servant?
"It turns out she was one of Mrs Ginna's servants, I think her daughter-in-law. Jeez .. how could my eyes see wrong." Ginna's female interlocutor seems to blame her.
Zaya turns to Aaron, hoping Aaron says something.
"I'm also very curious about the young mistress of the Brylee family. Where did you hide it, Mr Aaron?" The middle-aged woman's husband also questioned Aaron's wife's whereabouts.
Zaya stiffens. His sense of hearing. He wanted to know what Aaron was answering.
Aaron seemed to be smiling faintly.
"Sorry, Mr. Madam. My wife can't take part in our party this time. Since giving birth to our son, his health has declined somewhat, unable to get too tired. It was because he was too excited that he suddenly did not feel well, he finally could not join us because he had to rest to recover his body."
The deg!
Aaron's answer made Zaya's heart seem to stop beating. Aaron says his wife is not feeling well and is resting. Didn't Zaya hear wrong?
Zaya smiled with irony.
I'm very healthy, Aaron. No part of my body is sick. The only thing that hurts is my heart.
Zaya slowly moved her legs away. Samar is still heard by Aaron who again apologizes for the condition of his wife who does not allow to be introduced to people. Whether that's his wife, Zaya doesn't know.
He looked around him at a glance. The place was filled with upper class people who were all educated, intelligent and rich. Zaya suddenly felt very small.
Aaron's previous attention turned out to mean nothing. And this dress she wore, it turned out just so that she looked the same as the others. No other meaning. Zaya regretted having thought too much before. He shouldn't have fantasized too much about Aaron. It should not be too easy for him to catapult himself manned, because in the end he will just crash. And it certainly feels very painful.
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