Asena's Revenge
I'll Reply to You

Asena who had just lowered her head was now starting to raise her gaze when listening to the voice of a woman in this room. Asena looked towards Lord Altair then lowered her gaze.

"Look at the Playboy guy, he kissed me yesterday and is now with another woman" Asena said. Why would Asena care what that man is doing right now? It seemed that the kiss made Asena lose some of her memory of who Mr. Altair was.

Mr. Altair looked towards Asena who was not moving from his position and the man started to feel annoyed now.

"Why are you still standing there? Prepare lunch for me!" lord Altair's word to Asena.

"Well, sir," replied Asena stammered. Asena felt very uncomfortable because the woman he still did not know her name was looking at him sharply as if he was his enemy, even though Asena had apologized repeatedly.

"Mr Altair was the chef who usually prepares lunch You can not go to work because you have to take care of his wife who gave birth, so I make you home cooking," asena said in a doubtful tone of voice mixed with fear and Mr. Altair knew about it.

"Lan, serve food from that 5-star restaurant!" tell Mr. Altair.

"Okay sir" Lan replied. Today Lan also ordered Mr. Altair a meal from her employer's favorite restaurant, just in case if Mr. Altair does not want to eat the cuisine of the restaurant where Asena works because Lan knows ordering food is only the reason Mr. Altair only, when in fact the man only wants to see Asena.

"Then I will pack this food," replied Asena with a bowed head. Why is he so stupid that he had the initiative to make me lunch for Mr. Altair, a rich man and also likes to choose what food will enter his mouth certainly not possible to eat food made by the waiter of the restaurant. Asena is stupid.

"Who asked you to pack that food? Put the food on the left side of this table!" lord Altair's word to Asena.

"What?" Asena was afraid of mispronouncing so she asked with her gaze raised.

"You didn't hear! Do I need to take the doctor to this room to check both your ears." Sembur Mr. Altair.

"Necessary, sir. I will do it now according to your orders," replied Asena.

"This woman is really good at getting Altair's attention. I can't let you." At the same time Zevana saw that Asena was holding a soup that looked boiling because of the hot steam coming out of the sub.

"Auch, it's hot" murmured Asena. When she forgot to hold the bushel of food using both hands, then Asena took Lap on the table then held the bushel of food and now it was no longer hot.

At the same time Zevana directed one foot to step on Asena to make the woman shocked and dropped the soup on the floor. It was fortunate that Assistant Lan swiftly pulled Asena's arm away.

"Auch, hot," ringis Asena when she felt her hands that had been exposed to the heat was painful and her white skin began to turn red now.

"You're so careless, doing such a small thing you can't" Zevana said, accusing Asena of being reckless when she made the soup fall.

"Lan get him out of this room!" tell Mr. Altair.

"Stay here," Lan said.

Asena looked towards Lan's assistant with a puzzled look, but the man reviewed the smile very thinly.just the first time Asena saw Lan's assistant smiling at her.

Assistant Lan walked towards Zevana then said, "Miss Zevana let me escort you out of this room," Assistant Lan said still in a polite tone of voice.

"Lan did you misunderstand? Altair didn't tell me to get out of this room, but told you to take the maid out of this room" Zevana said as she glanced at Asena sharply. "Altair tried to explain to your assistant, if you had indeed sent the servant out of this room and not me," said Zevana while wrapping his hands in the arms of Mr. Altair with his spoiled and coquettish style.

Mr. Altair pulled his hand violently and Zevana was stunned for a moment and began to stand up from his seat. Zevana knew that it was she who was told to leave this room when she saw the flat and arrogant expression Altair had just shown her.

"I'll avenge you" said Zevana's lyrics as she passed by Asena. Altair must have known that Zevana had stepped on Asena's foot. But it's strange that Altair defends the waiter and drives him away! Maybe they both have a relationship? It was just Zevana's feeling.

"What does that mean? I didn't do anything about him stepping on my feet and I didn't even tell Mr Altair, but why is he still angry and hates me like this?" asena asked herself feeling confused by the woman's attitude.

In this room there is only Asena and also Mr. Altair. Asena began to feel this room feels very quiet and also very gripping to make all the feathers of Asena bristled so perfectly.

"Sit down!" lord Altair's orders as he stood up.

"Okay sir," replied Asena then sitting her body on the floor where she was standing now.

Mr. Altair who saw that stopped his steps and then looked at Asena while massaging his temple which began to feel dizzy facing the annoying woman in front of him. "Not there but on the couch!" mr. Altair orders while folding both hands on the chest.

"Okay sir," replied Asena. "actually what does it mean to ask me to sit on the sofa," murmured Asena to herself and Mr. Altair could hear her, but the man ignored her.

If only it wasn't Asena who said it was certain Mr. Altair would have debated the person and might have threatened him. Mr. Altair stepped onto the shelf at his desk and took the burn ointment from the drawer and walked back to Asena.

"From your hands!" tell Mr. Altair.

"For what?" ask Asena. Asena knew this man was so cruel what if Mr. Altair cut off his fingers or broke his wrists. At this time Asena hid both hands behind her back to keep watch if what she was thinking earlier so as not to happen.

"I'll break it." Mr. Altair looked towards Asena with his sharp eyes.

"Haha! It turns out I was so smart that I could guess your words. And it is for this reason that I hide both of my hands behind my back" Asena said innocently. Asena started to rewind her body to the end of the sofa trying to avoid Mr. Altair.

Mr. Altair directly massaged his temple which suddenly felt dizzy now.