Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
The Akhyar and Andina

The terror is really over. It's been a few days, no more strange packages or calls coming. Now, Andina could finish her script quietly.

Andina took out the cake she had just baked. He smelled the cake deeply. His smile broadened, looking at the cake recipe he was trying to succeed.

The bell suddenly rang, shocking Andina. Almost the cake to be placed on the table fell to the floor. The terror that had made him unsettled again appeared in his mind.

“I'm the one who opened it.” Akhyar came out of the room.

It turned out that the one who came was Sania. The woman had a bag of groceries in hand.

“Hai!” exclaim Sania, just come in.

Akhyar who was surprised did not have time to block Sania's steps. The woman placed the grocery bag on the sofa, then walked over to Andina.

“You can make a cake?” sania said, picking a pink cupcake. Bite the capcake until the remaining half. “There is less than this cake, Din.”

Sania walks into the trash can in the corner of the kitchen. He threw the rest of his cupcake hand into the trash. Cupcake that had been chewed was also spewed there.

As if the kitchen was her own kitchen, Sania picked up a glass and filled it with water. He then switched to the sink. He gargled, cleaning the remaining cupcake in his mouth as if he did not want a little cupcake crumbs through his throat.

“You need to learn again, Din,” said Sania, putting the glass next to a cupcake made by Andina.

With a question mark on her forehead, Andina looked at Akhyar. What does all this mean? Why did Sania come to her apartment and act like a host?

Akhyar. He also did not understand why Sania had suddenly come. He did not invite the woman at all.

Sania turned on the TV. He then sat down on the sofa while taking out the grocery bag he was carrying.

 “What are you doing here, Din? Oh yes, how do you know the address of this apartment?” ask Akhyar.

Sania smiled widely. He put a brown shirt on Akhyar's thigh. The color of the shirt is in line with the knee-length dress worn by Sania.

Answer me first. “Where do you know the address of this apartment?”

“I know because I pay people to follow you.”

Just like Akhyar had thought.

“Continue, what is this? Why did you suddenly give me a shirt?”

“Let's watch again. Tonight there's a good movie coming out. I bought the ticket.” With a proud smile, Sania showed her a reservation of two tickets to watch a movie on her mobile app.

“Not last week we've seen together?”

Sania laughs. “If last week we have seen, when we can not watch again? The cinema cannot afford to be banned. In fact, they're even happy that we're watching together."

Akhyar's gaze passed beside Sania's head, landing on the hand of the woman who was decorating the cupcake. Andina seemed unconcerned about Sania's whereabouts. Andina was busy with her activities since this morning.

“Can't we postpone watching together next week? The movie is still airing next week, ‘kan? You see, I still have some work to complete soon.” Akhyar gave an excuse. In fact, in the room he only played games since.

“What job? It's a high night, Akhyar. Which company forces its employees to keep working on holidays like this? Really no feelings.” Sania said like that with eyes glancing at Andina. He also raised his voice to sound in the kitchen.

Akhyar grumbled in his heart. He was really lazy to get out. But how do you get out of the situation now? If she insists on not leaving, she worries that Sania is angry and terrorizes Andina again.

With a heavy heart, Akhyar nodded. “Good. We go see tonight. But we'll leave later, yeah. It's still noon, you know. Movie schedule later tonight, ‘kan?”

“We leave now. Let's go for a walk first. To the park or shopping gitu.”

Akhyar nodded back. “Then, I change clothes first, yes.”

Akhyar smiled faintly, then hurried to the room.

Once inside the room, Akhyar puts Sania's shirt on the bed. He opened the chat app. He chatted with Andina.

‘Din, please help me.’

‘What help?’

‘Please tell Sania that Mr. Satrio called us. I'm so lazy to come out.’

‘It's none of my business. Solve your own problems.’

Akhyar's eyes widened reading replies to a chat from Andina. With an exasperated feeling, he answered the chat back.

‘I've helped you a lot. Do you have absolutely no taste to reply to my help just a little.’

No more replies. Akhyar threw his phone in bed. He has no choice. He took Sania's chocolate shirt. He changed clothes with that shirt.

Akhyar stuck himself in front of the mirror. Pomade is applied to the head to straighten the hair. He ended by spraying perfume. He hasn't had a shower today. So, she needed perfume to cover her body odor.

Akhyar came out of the room. As she approached Sania on the sofa, Andina suddenly grabbed her hand.

“Where are you going?” Andina asked in a taut tone.

“I want to watch with Sania.”

“Cannot. Papa asked us to go home.”

Akhyar could not hide his surprise. He thought Andina would not help him. Apparently, the woman had already taken steps without confirming it.

“What?” Sania stands in the middle of Akhyar and Andina. “Why did Mr Satrio ask you to his house?”

“Where do I know? Papa didn't say anything. We were just told to go home. Or, do you want to talk to my papa?” Andina showed her phone screen to Sania.

Akhyar stared at the phone screen. I want it to feel like he clapped his hands. The timer on the mobile phone moves, indicating Andina was actually chatting with Mr. Satrio earlier.

Sania snorted in annoyance. He pushed Andina's hand, then hugged Akhyar's arm. “You want me to watch it alone?”

“Sorry, San. I want to watch you too. Look, I'm tidy. But, if Mr. Satrio asks, I cannot refuse. I've told you the same story, ‘kan? It's just a few months away, kok.”

Sania's face shriveled. He moved his feet to the floor. “Ish, why the hell should now.”

“Other times we watch it, yes,” refer Akhyar. “Film is still a long time in cinema.”

“OK, again. It's a shame you've worn my shirt. I'll buy you a new one later.” Sania took her bag from the sofa. “Then I go first. Don't forget to tell the same in-laws your lies later, you already have a schedule for the night next week. So, he won't ruin our plans again.”

Akhyar smiled faintly.

Before moving on, Sania glanced at Andina. He then tiptoed, peeking at Akhyar's cheek. “Gift from me.”

Sania jumped up and down to the door.

Seeing Sania's behavior, Andina could barely hold her hand to not grab the woman's hair. Andina's feet involuntarily followed Sania to the door. Luckily Akhyar was clutching his hand.

“Thank you,” said Akhyar after Sania closed the door.

Andina stared intently at Akhyar. A look that was difficult for the man to interpret.