Break time at Adnan's school …"Shannon, let's try a game there. It seems I want to challenge the adrenaline a little," said Adnan, pointing to an agility game that was provided by the school. The two of them walked hand in hand, occasionally joking. They are very familiar. Although Shannon is the daughter of his homeroom teacher, the two are not awkward to be friends. That's because, like, there is no barrier between them. "Adnan, do you always play with your mother?""Of course. How can she spend the day without me? I'm sure, right now, Mom is looking at the monitor screen and looking at my activities today. Because she has to report it to dad.""It seems you two seem to love each other. I'm so glad to hear your story about your mother.""Of course we love each other. Because I don't want to lose her again.""Me too, my mom is the best friend in my life." The little girl looked a little gloomy afterward.“Then … What about your father?”Adnan couldn't tell anyone, including Shannon
The ride home was a little awkward, but not as awkward as yesterday when Regan was angry at being lied to by Fisya about Adnan's school. Today is a little brighter and calmer, only Fisya still feels cramped because she continues to feel watched.Even though he already knows about Adnan's school rules, Regan still insists on sending bodyguards and servants. The difference is that the number is reduced and they remain on guard outside the building and must be ready whenever Fisya needs them.Even so, as long as they don't disturb the time, Fisya doesn't care. Only at Andan's school was she able to loosen Regan's supervision a bit. She was very grateful because at least there was space even though it was narrow for her to breathe easier. "How was your school, Adnan?" she asked, breaking the silence.Adnan, who had been playing with his toys, immediately turned to his father, who was sitting right beside him. "Exciting."“Playing is fun, but don't forget your education. Be the first winn
Fisya looked at her reflection in the mirror, she still didn't think it was her, especially since she looked very different in a bright Tosca green dress that showed her beauty. This was the first time for her to wear such a feminine dress, even when she married Regan, she only wore modest clothes.But now, she didn't even recognize herself at this time, the makeup was really able to add to her beauty. "I-isn't this too much?" she asked the salon maid who was in charge of dressing her.The woman chuckled. “It's just simple make-up with a natural look, madam. You look naturally beautiful.”Fisya looks at her face again in the mirror. She is indeed beautiful, but she feels like she is someone else and is no longer herself. “I don't feel confident with bright colors like this. Is it suitable?”“Your skin is as white as snow, it goes well with any color, Mrs. Adzura. Moreover, this dress is a dress that Mr. Adzura chose directly, he will definitely be happy when he sees you."The woman to
Everyone's eyes were looking at them, especially Fisya, who had won everyone's heart since her arrival. Her friendly smile made all the employees feel a little calm, even though they already thought that Fisya was the same type of person as Regan, who was tough and cold too.Seeing that, Regan immediately took his wife closer and whispered, "Don't smile like an idiot.""It's called a friendly smile, stupid!" she hissed."You can only do that to me."Fisya increasingly didn't understand the man's way of thinking, she could only follow his wishes without being able to fight back at all. It felt really awkward walking hand in hand with Regan. She wasn't used to doing all that.She saw all the employees lowering their heads as they passed by, just like what she had done when she was still working at someone's company. Who would have thought that in such a short time she would actually be in this position, becoming the mistress of a wealthy and respected family?It felt really awkward for
Ivone felt awkward, she felt guilty for being in such a hurry and not noticing that someone else was now in her superior's room – Regan. She didn't know that her superintendent's wife had come. Rion wasn't there. Of course, she couldn't ask anyone before entering.If it wasn't for bringing news to Regan, of course she wouldn't be so impudent to just walk in. Now she's worried that Fisya and her husband–Regan would fight because of a misunderstanding between them.The woman sat awkwardly, while beside her Fisya was still engrossed in her food. Not because she was too relaxed, but Fisya was embarrassed because she was too surprised by Ivone's sudden arrival. Of course, she was curious about Ivone's figure, but didn't dare to ask directly because he was worried that she was an important person in the company, considering the make-up and luxurious clothes, she felt that Ivone was not just anyone.There is a sense of inferiority in her heart, she and that woman are very different. Ivone ha
Fisya spread Adnan's favorite strawberry jam on the toast she had made earlier, occasionally glancing at her husband who was still engrossed in reading the newspaper. She was still confused about how to convey this news to Adnan. She was afraid that Adnan would be angry and reluctant to go to school if she was not there. Yeah ... even though she hoped so, that way she wouldn't have to follow Regan's request to come to the company 3 times a week, it was really annoying–she thought. "Your bread, honey," said Fisya as she placed a plate of toast with strawberry jam for her son. "Thank you mom." Adnan immediately ate it deliciously, while Fisya, the woman, was again busy with toast for her husband. He walked closer to Regan, then placed the plate of toast right in front of the man. "You better say it," he whispered. Regan, who felt disturbed, then put the newspaper on the table and then he glared at his wife. "Why didn't you just say it?" "I'm afraid she's mad at me." Again, the man
The sound of the children's cheerful laughter sounded loud, plus the excitement of the mothers who participated in this activity. However, among them there was only one person who actually felt irritated. That person was Fisya. Regan continues to watch over him, limiting his range of motion.Because of that man, no one dared to approach him, not even Adnan. The boy was busy playing with Shannon and the other children. He seemed to understand that at this time his father was trying to spend time with his mother.All this time, he had never seen Regan close to anyone, and even though his grandfather – Adyatama Adzura, brought several women to the house, Regan ignored him. However, Fisya's existence was very different, that woman was able to change her father little by little and she was proud of that. If he hadn't dared to approach Fisya that day, maybe none of this would have happened.Meanwhile, Regan, the man, was seeing how happy Adnan was. The boy laughed merrily with his other fri
Fisya glanced back at her husband. Since earlier, Regan had been ignoring her and not paying any heed to her. Sometimes that man always confused her with his attitude, she was really very unpredictable –she thought.“Adnan, how was today? Pleasant?" she asked Adnan. She did not want to die in this silence and awkwardness.Adnan, who was engrossed in his toys, immediately nodded slowly. “Yes, very exciting. I want to make that craft again at home and put it in my room, Mom.”"Well, we have to do it on the day off, okay?""Yes, ma'am."The situation became awkward again. There was no other discussion that Fisya could say to overcome this situation. She glanced back at Regan, wanting to rebuke her even though she was worried that Adnan saw her and Regan fighting. She had seen such sights a lot as a child and it didn't feel pleasant at all.Her parents had a big fight right in front of her. She still remembers all those dark memories to this day. She did not want what happened to her to a