After I Left You
The Pecat

The next morning Philips went straight to Sylphy after waking up from his sleep. However, unfortunately he can not find Sylphy because Nessy said that Sylphy went to the supermarket to buy something.

Because Philips has a morning schedule, so he went to the office without seeing Sylphy first.

I can apologize later, that's what he thinks.

When Sylphy returned to Philips' apartment he immediately did his duty which he had delayed.

As her relationship with Nessy becomes uneasy, Nessy often looks at her with a sharp, insulting and condescending look. In contrast, Sylphy is just a joke with the nature of Nessy. After all, here he works for Philips instead of working being nice to Nessy.

However, even though their atmosphere is not good. But Sylphy still cooks food for Philips and, Philips always praises him.

A week later..

Philips said he was going to Korea and left Sylphy and Nessy in his apartment to take care of his house.

“I'm back next Saturday.” Philips said as he pulled his suitcase towards the exit. “Home page, okay.”

“Good, good-bye sir.” Sylphy and Nessy replied together while bowing.

Philips dragged his suitcase and walked out the door. After Philips came out, the room was quiet and awkward.

Sylphy immediately went from there to her room.

After finishing his work. Sylphy just locked himself in the room.

Malamannya..

Tokkkp..Geck..The tookk..

Sylphy's bedroom door was heard several times on tap. I can confirm that it was Nessy.

Kriet~

Slowly Sylphy opened the door of her room. After opening, he saw the arrogant face of Nessy who was looking at him sharply with arched eyebrows and wrinkled forehead.

“What's up?”

“Where's dinner?”

Sylphy tilted her head. “Eat..night?”

“Iya! where's the dinner?!” nessy replied with a raised voice.

Sylphy shrugged his shoulders, he closed his eyes. “Because Mr Philips is not home, so why do I cook? buy food online only there.”

Nessy looked even more annoyed, her face turning red with anger.

Plaque!

The slap landed right on Sylphy's cheek. Her smooth cheeks became red.

Sylphy widened his eyes. He immediately held onto his poignant cheek and then he looked towards Nessy with his glazed eyes into a sharp gaze. “What are you doing?”

“What else? it's clear that I slapped you!”

Sylphy saw Nessy getting sharper. “Oh.”

“What do you mean 'Oh'? and what's with your eyes! don't you dare look at me like that!!”

Plaque!

Sylphy immediately slapped Nessy in the face and instantly the large room became silent.

“You..”

“I've tried to do well with you! I've cooked for Philips and I'm willing to say that you're the cook you made, but you're actually teaching me the true meaning of being loved for the heart!” Said Sylphy, blowing up his anger that somehow since when he was dammed in him.

“You!” Nessy raised her hand, intending to slap Sylphy again.

Unfortunately, his hand was held by someone. Out of shock, he immediately twisted his body and looked back. “T-Master Marcel!”

‘Marcel?.’ Inner Sylphy, he looked towards the man very thoroughly and seriously. ‘EHHH!! The real one!! d-day Marcel.’

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tissue, then he used the tissue to wipe his hands.

“For a long time no see, Sylphy.” Marcel smiled kindly.

Sylphy who got the greeting immediately swallowed his saliva. However, it felt like her Saliva was stuck around her neck.

Marcel blinked his eyes a few times. Tilting his head looked towards Sylphy. “Ehh...? what was? is there something on my face?” ask Marcel.

“Ah, no. Just.” Sylphy looked towards Nessy. “Ah, not so.” he smiled to Marcel.

Marcel nodded and then looked around the room. “Are you two here?”

“Ya.” Sylphy and Nessy answered.

Marcel grinned. “Oh.” muttered. “So, because this is you like this?~” keep asking with smirk.

“Begin?” Nessy's confused. “Sorry, what do you mean yes, sir?” continued.

Slowly, Marcel's grin disappeared into a flat face. He looked towards Nessy with a sharp and cold gaze. His gaze was like a stab at Nessy.

Without saying much. Marcel immediately approached Nessy and gripped the monkey in Nessy's strong suit. “You! what did you do with her?! you slapped him! you think I don't know, hmm?” angry Marcel.

Nessy jerks. He immediately glared. However, his voice was still drowning in darkness.

“Basic ka-”

“Master, it's already.” Sylphy tries to escape the quarrel by pulling Marcel's hand.

Marcel wincing. “But he-” his words came to a halt when he saw Sylphy's countenance which he considered to be heartbreaking to him. He immediately released his grip and then squealed in annoyance while pursing his lips.

Sylphy sighed. He didn't want any quarrel here so he divorced Marcel.

Marcel looked at Nessy cynically. “You! from now on you're fired, period!!”

The two women instantly glanced. I can hardly believe what Marcel just said.

“D-in.. on fired?” nessy stammered.

“Ya.” replied Marcel without a second thought.

Marcel is a character who is difficult to work with, it is very difficult to invite him to compromise. He never messes with his words, what he says, That's what has to happen.

“Good, I understand.” Nessy gives up because she sees Marcel's gaze as if to say that there will be no more opportunity for you.

With a heavy heart, he headed straight to his room to tidy up his belongings.

“Tuan-”

“Call me Marcel, you don't have to be formal with me, anyways.I don't like being called a master or a young master!” marcel cut off Sylphy's words before the woman spoke.

Sylphy. “Oke.” The answer. ‘Haahhh.. turns out his nature is still unchanged.’ thought Sylphy.

As Sylphy sighed. Suddenly Marvel pulled his wrist quite roughly.

“Ack!”

Sylphy tried to pull back his arm. However, his efforts were in vain.

“Do not be noisy.” Marcel's whisper. He immediately pulled Sylphy away from there. They went out of Philips' apartment.

“Where do we want to go?” ask Sylphy.

Their feet stepped quickly through the hallway of the large building.

Marcel answered his trust in a rather slow tone. “Later you know yourself.”

Because it feels strange to Marcel's behavior. Sylphy immediately stomped his hand forcibly until finally his hand slipped from Marcel's grip.

“I have to guard the house. Anyway, where are you going?! I don't like to play guessing like gini.” Sylphy was angry.

Marcel immediately retracted Sylphy's hand and after he held Sylphy's hand back, he whispered softly to the woman.