Beautiful Time
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The morning was Sunday and everyone got a holiday turn as agreed except Beautiful. Since Sinyo declared that only Beautiful was allowed to enter her room, every Sunday the woman had to work for several hours to clean the room of the young master and then she was allowed to go home.

Fortunately the house is not too far away Nyo...!

"Still long?" Sofiyah asked as she tilted her head in Daniel's room. Aya asked the housekeeper who was cleaning Sinyo Daniel's room.

"Ten minutes left, non..." Beautiful answer from the room.

"Ci-ci..." Pinta Sofiyah to call him more familiar.

Beautiful just smiled and it was seen by Daniel who this morning was still in the room.

"Where are you going ?" Daniel asked his brother-in-law.

"You many? You ask-a lot?" Sofiyah even mocked Daniel who was very obvious if he was curious.

"It's Sunday. Where do you want to go ? He's time off"

"Great people don't matter. You kepo very much .... We have made a pact from yesterday..... I wait below ya..." Sofiyah waved to Indah and left Daniel who was still trying to pry information where the two of them were going.

"I'm coming...." Daniel followed Sofiyah who was walking leisurely through the stairs.

"Same as koko!" Sofiyah replied indifferently.

"Is he coming?" Ask sinyo.

"of courses. Koko's the one who's mengirupirin us both. My special driver...!!"

Daniel pouted and went back to his room. He sat in front of the laptop but his eyes watched Beautiful. Sinyo wondered why this beautiful was so quiet. If not spoken to, he will be silent. If asked, the answer is also as necessary.

Sinyo sighed while occasionally reading the writing on the screen but her mind could not

foci. His mischievous eyes would rather see a beautiful figure at work.

After Indah finished and resigned retreat Sinyo confronted him. He gave ten pieces of pink money to the woman in front of him.

"Wear this...!"

It was beautiful for a moment to look at the paper money which made her eyes flicker in disbelief. It is undeniable that he likes it but he has self-esteem and is not asking for it.

"Master want to drop something ?"

"For you's. Wear it to buy something !"

Beautiful shaking head. A moment later lowered his head as a formality for retreat.

Daniel can't be patient anymore. He pulled the hand Beautiful and put the money in the palm of the girl then closed the fingers Indah with a quick movement.

Beautifully pulled her hand in shock as Sinyo suddenly touched her skin. The money was scattered and Beautiful immediately picked it up and then put it on the table.

"I've been paid the same mother"

"Just take this money tip "

"No. thank you"

Sinyo gasped at the beautiful reply. The quiet girl refused, using English as well. He stayed in his place long enough. Either he wants to laugh with his accent or laugh at himself who gets a rejection from a girl raw.

Why is that innocent girl so hard to reach her way of mind. What a hard thing it is to accept money that most women like. A million is a dime for him.

"Is this maybe less? " Think Daniel.

"Of !!!" Deheman's voice resuscitated Sinyo to the world realm.

"So Han I'm going for a walk !"

"Why didn't you take her?" Ask Sinyo who always can not spend her weekend by having fun with her friends.

But Basofi where to hear. With both hands into his pocket he whistled as he went down the stairs. Foolish with his sister's important complaints he can accompany his wife.

From upstairs Daniel looked down and noticed the interaction between Sofiyah and Indah. He could see that Indah could smile and joke with her sister-in-law. Then why when alone with her Beautiful more silent. His lips as if tightly clenched could not be opened.

But where's his house? What if he meets his parents? Sinyo so thought half dead because of the Beautiful.

"Are you ready ?" Sofiya asked when she saw Beautiful.

"Ready...!" Reply Indah then giggled amusedly at her own words.

Every day interacting with the young master and his lady who often use English words ignites him to come into it. Want to learn although not formally but learn directly through both employers.

Sofiya then hugged Basofi's new arm down from the stairs.

"It's not free ....?" Basophi whispers in Aya's ears.

The wife just rolled her eyes in response to the joke of the husband.

"Aya has a surprise for koko. "reply with a voice made sensual.

Basofi kissed Aya's cheek so hot. He does not care if anyone is looking at their behavior with wrong behavior. Shame to see their affection.

Beautiful actually turned her face because she remembered the memories of the past. Suddenly she missed her dead husband. He remembered how happy he was when he could joke with his halal lover.

"Any behind, huh?" Pinta Aya while at the side of the car.

"Ahead..." Basofi replied firmly not accepting objections.

"Sorry ....!!" Sofiyah said to Indah who had to sit in the back alone.

"No papa non..." Beautiful feeling inferior. The caste between them looks obvious at a time like this. How good the clothes worn by both employers are really inversely proportional to the clothes of his buluk.

When he was sitting in the car and Babas had started running his engine Sofiyah looked back. He wanted to show the decorations he dreamed of.

"I want him to be like this. But what is drawn is more striking the color. I want the color soft. The soft. Paint the walls light blue like gini...."

"Sit down right Ay...!" Basofi said without looking at his wife.

"Want to nintuin Indah want me like how it koh ..."

"Send through wa!!"

"Oh yes. Why Am I stupid?" He said while shaking his own head.

"No stupid. Sometimes I think too slowly.." Babas even teases Sofiyah.

"Same strong! Ughhh!!" Aya hit Basofi's thigh while pursing her lips.

"Aww...sick darling... You have to take responsibility if I'm okay !" Basofi replied with a serious face mimic.

"Yes.... I want to bring you masseuse. Wanna?"

"Wicked wife.... If her husband is sick, be loved, do not even give to people..."

"It's unclear!" Said Aya while looking away.

Beautiful sitting in the back just smiling to see how young master Koko who is usually cold and not talk much now like chatty mothers when with his wife. Clever to race anyway.

"Oh yes... What's your number Beautiful?" Sofiya asked as she remembered there was another human between her and her husband.

Lovely then smiled shyly, "I don't bring a phone if it's work again. Hapeya brought my sister non..."

Sofiyah turned her head and looked beautifully in disbelief. How is it possible in this modern era there are still people who can live without holding a cellphone? A moment later he and Basofi looked at each other.

"Then what if there's anything?" Ask Sofiyah.

"What is non?" Beautiful actually feels funny with the question of her kindly employer. He is not a busy person who has a myriad of activities and is hunted for time or sought after by many people so for now mobile phones are not too important items that he must have.

"Yes, for example, your family, does anyone want to call how?"

"Ohhhh .. I give the number mbok Jah same Bi Paiti non. So if at any time my family needs to they can call his number mbok Jah or Bi Paiti..." Clearly Beautiful who succeeded in making Sofiyah gawk.