Bare With Bastard
Because Ayaz...
Amla still insists on not believing, how can all three psychiatrists she met instead state the same thing, saying that she really has a mental disorder.
“Mental disorders, how is it possible!” Amla, hearing that word alone, she shuddered in horror.
He picks up the phone in his expensive bag, but his frustration becomes even more heightened when his hand accidentally palpates some of the drugs he just prescribed.
“Damn it!” he said while throwing his bag away.
“Abless once they!”
Amla took a drink that was already on the nightstand, poured it a full glass and then downed it.
Still reluctant to believe and never seem to believe.
Then his step towards getting out of the room, he wanted to enjoy the night view alone, to eliminate the worry about his condition.
“Mrs!” say someone.
Amla turned her head, and at once she was surprised, “You... Kaaauuu..” points to disbelief.
“Ya, i... Does Madam need anything, out at night like this?” ask that someone.
“You... Who are you?” amla Bent.
“Don't I have introduced myself, I'm Miss Musi, the new butler!”
Huh huh? Musi, did he just say his name was Musi? But, wasn't that time I was just dreaming, so if he was Musi... What I experienced yesterday...
“Do the Madam need anything?”
“No! I mean... Not now!” Amla is trying to neutralize her heart work, “Are you really named Musi?” the question is not enough.
“True Madam, Madam can read my resume if Madam wants to make sure!” sahut the chief servant named Musi.
“But... You look so much like someone?” say Amla again.
“Someone?”
“Yes, you look like a waiter who used to be in charge!” amla.
“Maybe only similar, Mistress!”
“Ah... Right too!”
“Did that waitress have any problems with Madam before?”
“Excuse my sass Mistress!”
“You really want to know? Are you winning looking for tau?”
“I'm sorry for my sassness Madam, really I just asked the usual, because seeing so many maids working for the Nyon family all this time, of course if the Madam can remember someone clearly only once someone is someone special to the Madam!”
“Special? What do you think a waiter will get? Sweet treatment? Just dream!” rough Amla.
“I'm sorry Mistress!”
“Here, I want to walk for a while, can you make me some jasmine tea? Please bring it to my room, I will enjoy after!” amla pinta.
“Good Mistress!”
***
“What's up?” rymi asked when she saw the disheveled face of her future husband.
“I have to persuade Ayaz once again!” sam replied, he was thinking about what kind of words of seduction and persuasion he would say to Ayaz, so that his friend could care a little about Donulai.
“Persuading?”
“Dad wants to see him again, Dad says this is his request to Ayaz for the last time.”
“Last time?” wonder Rymi.
“Iya! He will not force Ayaz, but while saying so I really know that he is pinning great hopes on me!” obviously Sam.
“And your plan?”
“I couldn't persuade Ayaz, you know, he didn't even acknowledge Donulai!” continue Sam again.
“Ayaz is stubborn, I can try to persuade him, but... Maybe for now it is impossible!” rymi. Well actually he can do that, but obviously for now it can't be done, because the case of Ali Yarkan is still waiting for Ayaz for something bigger.
“Why?” ask Sam.
“Because Ayaz..”
Seriate...
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