Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
Herbal Medicine

The rain is falling more and more. Lightning continues to accompany Akhyar's journey in search of a cheese martabak for Andina. Some points passed by online taxis that he was riding also began to be inundated so that the speed of the car slowed down.

Arriving at the address said by Andina, Akhyar saw nothing there. There are food stands on the roadside. But none of them opened.

“You get off where, Mas?” ask the taxi driver.

“There, Mas!” Akhyar pointed towards the terrace of one of the shops.

Akhyar was then escorted to the terrace of the store he appointed earlier. He jumped out of the taxi, then put his body against the wall.

The lightning came back. Akhyar clenched his hand. He turned around, then pulled the phone out of his pocket. He chatted with Andina.

‘Which sells martabaknya close.’

Not until one minute, one reply chat came in. Andina did not ask Akhyar to come home, but instead sent one more address.

Akhyar nodded in disbelief. “Who do you think I am? I'm just her pretended husband. His brain was not made to think, yes,” he said grumbling himself.

Even with an arrogant heart, Akhyar still went to the address sent by Andina. Fortunately, this time he immediately found a martabak seller stand. However, the taxi he was riding in could not get in to deliver directly in front of the martabak seller. There is still a distance of three meters to the front of the seller's stand.

Akhyar jumped from the car. He put his hands on his head to block the rain. Although not soaking wet, he could feel the rain on his shirt.

“Her cheese martabak order is two servings, Sir,” Akhyar said.

“Iya, Mas.”

Akhyar rubbed his own two palms. He tried to drive away the increasingly cold. Watching martabak sellers who are preparing buyer orders that come first.

While waiting, Akhyar recalled the incident at the supermarket. Andina had often looked at him with unfriendly eyes. Not with Sania. Ever since she first met, Sania had always been kind to her. Therefore, when Sania says she is in love with him, she immediately accepts the woman.

For the first time, Akhyar saw anger in Sania's eyes yesterday. Her ex-boyfriend wanted to kill her right then and there. A completely different gaze from that of a Sania.

“Mas, here is the hammer,” said the seller.

Akhyar. He smiled confused, then paid for the order.

The rain is getting heavier. Akhyar ordered a taxi online. Long enough he waited until a driver took his order. Unfortunately, again the online taxi driver was having trouble finding the right location point due to an error application.

He was forced to go to the side of the road after asking for one more plastic bag so that the martabak in his hand would not get wet. He let his body rain.

Fortunately, the taxi he ordered had already led to him so that he was not completely drenched. However, he could still feel the rain on his shirt after sitting in the back seat of the taxi.

“Sorry yes, Sir. I'm only first time to this area,” said the taxi driver.

“Nothing, Sir.”

After a fairly cold trip, Akhyar arrived at the apartment. The surroundings looked quiet as it was still early in the morning. The apartment door. Almost ten minutes Akhyar was standing at the door. The voice that called Andina and her beat was getting louder.

“Oh, sorry.” Andina opened the door while rubbing her eyes.

“What did you fall asleep?” Akhyar stared in disbelief.

Without guilt, Andina was grumpy.

Akhyar entered with his head continuing to shake. He put the martabak he bought on the table. Without saying anything, he went to his room.

In the room, Akhyar was standing in front of the mirror. He sighed as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. His hands clenched, holding back the upset. He felt like a man with no self-respect. Her hair was thin and her lips looked pale. He's really cold.

“Akyar!”

Akhyar opened the door. “What's up?” ask with ketus.

“If not wrong, the bathroom in this room does not have a towel. I brought you a towel, here. Hunting change clothes, I have herbal drinks so you don't catch a cold.”

Akhyar. After being annoyed, he did not expect Andina to notice him like that.

“Why bengong? Get the towel, here. I'm waiting in the living room. I can't spend that martabak alone. Bring me the cover letter I asked for yesterday.” Andina put the towel she carried on Akhyar's shoulder, then left. It warms the martabak that starts to cool in the oven.

Akhyar looked at the ceiling. He asked himself. Was his heart too weak that it could melt with just one kindness?

With a puzzled look on his face, Akhyar turned around. He changed his clothes and went out to the living room. He sat on the sofa staring at a glass of chocolate-colored drink that was still emitting steam. Put the application files that have been arranged in a hurry on the night before the wedding.

“That's the drink. Spend before it is really cold so you do not catch a cold,” said Andina, carrying a warmed martabak. Retrieved Akhyar's application file.

Akhyar ate the martabak that still remains a lot. He stared at Andina who looked serious checking her application letter.

“Why is the hammer not reduced at all?” Akhyar.

“Oh, that's me just eating a piece. The rest, no more taste.”

Akhyar's eyes widened. The martabak that he bought until the rain, only eaten a piece? He feels played.

“Your expression doesn't have to be like that. Her name is also pregnant. I know what it feels like, yes. His cravings fulfilled.” Andina put down the cover letter she had checked. “Tomorrow, you just come to the hotel Papa. Meet HRD whose name is Mr. Syarif, he will directly deliver to your work space.”

“So, why did I buy this much?” Akhyar shifts martabak plate.

“I don't know. I never asked you to buy two portions. Kayak new first time facing pregnant women aja.”

“Yes, this is the first time. I've never been on a roof with pregnant women. Weird-ass aja.”

Andina laughs. “What did you hear me say? Who do you have to meet tomorrow?”

“Pak Sharif.”

“Good. You hunt down the herbal medicine. After that, you sleep. I'll wake up in the morning.”

“I'm not sure you can wake up early.”

“I won't sleep again.”

“Oh, yes. You have slept yes earlier,” said Akhyar while reaching for a glass of herbal medicine.

A warm feeling filled Akhyar's throat when the herbal medicine prepared Andina he drank. He likes that drink. Within a moment, the cold that had pierced his pores disappeared.

“What is the name of this drink?” ask Akhyar. I bought the same drink for my mom.

“I forgot. It's in the cabinet next to the pot, tuh. If not wrong, Mama buy time from Singapore.”

Hearing Andina's words, Akhyar immediately turned her face away. It was impossible for him to go to Singapore just to buy that herbal medicine.

Andina stand. “Tomorrow, don't embarrass me in the office,”.