
Yessi told Zevana what she had heard without a single word missing from her lips. Zevana, who knew that the damned woman was another child from her father, was very angry. Zevana who was emotionally grasping her punpen tightly then tapped the pen to the table as if the woman was imagining if the one in her hand right now was a knife that was ready to stab Asena at any time.
“Zevana, I don't want Papa sharing his affection with that damn woman! We must be able to get rid of the woman who gave birth to her so that no one would reveal this truth,” Yessi said with tears beginning to fall down her cheeks.
Zevana rubbed the top of Yessi's head as she said, “ You take it easy Yessi, I will never let them unpack everything, Papa must have loved our housemaid so much and he would have loved his son with him and abandoned us, so we better prevent the truth from being revealed,” said Zevana began to plan bad things to close the truth.
Zevana's hatred for Asena grew even more when she knew all these truths, not that the world was so narrow that they were connected to each other through the problems that have happened inadvertently lately.
“Now where is Papa?” ask Zevana.
Somewhere else.
“Sima, you don't need to be a servant in this house because from now on, I will provide for you, I will provide for you,” said Zegan by looking at Sima's face that looked wrinkled and the beauty began to disappear because it was eaten by age, but Zegan did not care and for him Sima was still the same as before, a beautiful woman whom he loved and loved. That thought will never change.
“Zegan, I'm married and we'll never go back like we used to, so forget everything because I also have a husband,” Sima said. Sima still loves Zegan, but she does not want to re-establish a relationship with the man in her past.
“I love you and this feeling is still the same as before,” said Zegan. “even when my late wife was alive, I always imagined she was you,” Zegan said in a raucous tone of voice.
“Stop and forget everything. We just focus on our daughter, she patas knows everything,” Sima said.
Zegan sees his phone on the table vibrating incessantly indicating that if someone tries to contact him, Zegan grabs the phone and picks it up near Sima. Sima just kept quiet with his head down, lucky because the other workers were busy shopping monthly at the supermarket so no one knew if Sima was sitting near Zegan who incidentally was the boss.
“Sima, I have to go back abroad and keep working here until I get back,” Zegan told Sima. “Have this a secret from our daughter, because I wanted to see her expression firsthand when I found out that I was her real Papa and not that cruel man,” Zegan pinta on Sima.
“I will obey your wishes and hurry back so Asena quickly knows who the real papa is,” Sima said.
“I will keep asena a secret from my other two daughters. I fear they will be in shock and even hostile towards Asena,” Zegan said.
“Look, he is so similar to you from his eyes, nose and mouth,” Sima said by showing a portrait of Asena on his phone.
***
Asena is standing at the stop waiting for public transport to pass by, the woman occasionally sees her phone waiting for Sima to reply to her message, but the woman who had given birth to him never returned a short message from him to make Asena feel anxious. Asena directed her hand to hold her own chest. Why do I feel like something's going on with Mama right now? I feel if Mama is not doing well, Asena's inner”.
Asena got up from her seat and tried to contact the woman who had given birth to her, but Sima never picked up a phone call from her. Asena waved her hand at the public transport that was about to pass through it and the public transport stopped and Asena quickly climbed up.
A few time lapse.
“Thank God if my guess was wrong,” said Asena was happy when the net saw that the lights in her house had been lit and it showed that Sima had gone home to work.
“Hallo, my daughter, you just got home from work?” ask Cem with a sinless smile. The man was healed and he could also walk even though he was still limping .
Asena did not discuss what Cem said just now and she chose to go into the house and then look for the tough female figure. The anxiety and premonition that Asena had felt now began to fill her mind again after Asena did not see the existence of the woman who had given birth to her. Asena again stepped over to Cem in the living room of this house.
“Where's Mama?” asena asked with anxious face water that was clearly drawn from her tired face.
***
This afternoon all Sima's work was done. Sima stepped out of this house but when on the terrace of the middle-aged woman's house stopped her steps when she looked at Miss Yessi's car stopped in the courtyard of this house.
“Where are you?” ask Yessi with a tone of voice judes.
"All my work is done!" answer Sima.
"Clean my room now!" zevana orders him after he gets out of the car.
"So I cleaned it up" Sima replied.
"Clean again!" zevana orders by stepping into the house.
A few seconds later.
Sima had finished cleaning up Zevana's room space like what her master said earlier. Sima said goodbye to the house and the brothers agreed.
"Why Miss Zevana and Miss Yessi are still standing on the steps," Sima's inner voice in her heart but the woman tries to shake off her bad thoughts.
"Zevana, don't do it, I'm afraid" said Yessi whispering near Zevana's ear.
"If you're afraid then, let me do it!" Zevana.
Zevana took a quick step then pushed Sima from the top floor of this house. Yessi opened her mouth in shock with a face that looked pale.