
Samuel did not know, but he immediately took out the necessary ingredients.
Obviously Samuel's not hungry at midnight like this. Samuel only suspected that Argantana would hurt the Ema that Samuel was carrying.
The reaction earlier, there was clearly a strange movement on Emilia's mattress. Her right was quite strong, and her tremors were not the same as her dropping into the bed.
Why does Ema look okay?
"It's instant sauce for the macaroni." While thinking in a completely different direction, Samuel showed these innocent girls new things. "It's just being heated and then flushed over the macaroni."
Ema held a macaroni in her hand. "It's hard."
Should Samuel laugh?
"It has to be cooked first."
"That's all?"
"Yes. It's easy to make, right?"
Ema did not respond anymore. Start taking a pan to heat on the stove with water, then put the macaroni into it.
Because he needed to be independent, Samuel let him do it himself.
Ema is also smart enough to understand, take another teflon to heat the sauce, and then start moving around there.
"Ema, I'll buy you some clothes. You don't mind, do you?"
He looked shabby like a beggar not because he was so dirty and slovenly, but because of the atmosphere around them. Inevitably, he indeed had to wear better clothes in order to at least not be insulted as a beggar.
"I'm not a beggar." He said it again. "Give me a job and a wage."
Mentally attractive.
"All right, Ema." Samuel smiled a little. "Clean my car in the morning. The wages are clothes."
He was silent, and Samuel was getting used to it.
*
Emilia did not like the taste of macaroni. He felt like he was going to vomit while continuing to eat it so that Samuel did not talk much.
Maybe about an hour out to eat and talk once in a while, he finally took Emilia up again.
Obviously his attitude was a bit wary because on the doorstep he still said, "Tell me if your room is uncomfortable."
Emilia shifted as if to let her in, but to see for herself that there was nothing. "I'm uncomfortable because it's broad but it's nice."
At first glance, he smiled. "I can't let you get too far away from me."
"I know."
"You're so cold. That sentence is ambiguous."
"What does that mean?"
"My position in this house is not very good. Some of my brothers hate me. Sorry for not telling you. I'm just—"
"I don't care." Emilia did not feel the need to listen. "I came to work. Your personal business is your business."
"Even if it's dangerous for you?"
"From the beginning I was in danger."
Although Emilia's intention was from birth, the one Samuel had captured must have been since Emilia had helped him.
It's okay, because it wants to be interpreted however, the point is the same.
Emilia doesn't care.
*
In the morning Emilia woke up a little afternoon. He hurried to take a bath, and went down to do the work that Samuel had given him yesterday.
Clean car.
Wishing she could work in peace, Emilia turned out to be too hopeful.
Because just when he came out, he even met a member of the Ahkam family who was also taking care of the car.
His facial expression .. It looks like he's a heavy drinker.
Maybe some drugs too. Not surprisingly, one from a family as rich as jni do not want to and live as if no matter when to die.
The problem is ....
"I don't know your face." The man who might be in his thirties was observing Emilia with eyes full of probing. "You're the maid's daughter?"
".... Samuel." One word should be enough to tell. Samuel took her.
"What?"
Emilia did not want to talk to him.
Judging from how Emilia did not know who she was, it meant that she was not important.
Then Emilia turned around just like that. He had to stay away from being involved.
But as Emilia walked, she suddenly felt something approaching. Almost Emilia turned around, responding to her instincts.
Danger.
Even so Emilia managed to hold back. Silence received a throw about her back head.
For a moment, Emilia was stunned.
This guy just hit him?
*