Finding Perfect Wife
Eps. 19 Is Dirty

“Why silence ? Let's start mopping now.” said brother Amla because Afsha is still silent and does not move from where he is at this time.

“Then which areas should I mop ?” Afsha wished he was just mopping a room instead of the whole house.

“Quiet do not worry you for the task of mopping the house at this time with sister Cala only. He's already waiting in front.”

Afsha could only take a rough breath. He immediately brought a bucket and a mop and then walked with Amla to meet Kak Cala.

“Then you teach and tell this new waitress which part she should mop, I want to iron clothes first.” Amla's sister immediately left after dropping off Afsha.

“Safa come here I will show you how to mop here and which places you should clean.” Brother Cala immediately practices how to mop in the house.

“Emm.. yes Cala sister, but call me Afsha only.”

“Afsha ?” cala turned to look at the girl in front of her. “Isn't your name Safa last night?” he clearly remembered the girl calling Safa's name instead of Afsha.

“Yes that was last night I seemed wrong said.” Afsha explained the small smiling sample.

“Any once.” sister Cala frowned. “Try you east mop and I'll mop west.”

“Good, sis.” Afsha walked doubtfully while carrying a bucket and a mop to the east side terrace.

He had seen how Kak Cala mopped so he immediately practiced it.

“Argh... !” to be honest Afsha was first mopping and he took too much mop soap that made it slippery until he himself slipped because of it.

“God... Safa or Afsha confused I called you. How did you fall like this?” Brother Amla approached and helped Afsha stand up.

Amla stared at the slippery floor full of soap and saw a bottle of mop medicine nearby half-used.

“If so you move to the west only and I will do your part.” brother Cala willingly replace Afsha rather than later ya get angry with his employer, the mistress Fatima who is more perfectionist than dr. Ammar nagging.

“Thanks brother.” Afsha immediately continued the work of Kak Cala mopping on the west side. This time he tried to be careful not to make mistakes again.

“Finally done.” Afsha stopped and wiped his sweat 60 minutes later.

“Now we divide the task I mop the backyard and you mop the room Mr. Ammar.” Sis. Cala quickly moved because there were still many tasks waiting for them.

“Good, sis.”

Cala did not check the work of Afsha which was not so clean and immediately headed to the backyard.

“This is the doctor's master's room?” his murmur stopped in front of the closed door. “If only I wasn't a waitress here then I would have definitely tracked her.”

Afsha went into dr's room. Ammar was still grumbling and started mopping. He immediately did it quickly because he did not want to linger in the room of the man who thought it was annoying.

At night when dr. Ammar just came home and went into his room.

“Sticking once this floor ?” the man had his leg stuck to the floor and saw it. “Jeez there's still soap here that dries. Who mopped my bedroom floor ? Dirty like this?!” he looks angry to find his room dirty.

The man went straight out of the room to the servant's room. Shortly afterwards there was a noise there.

“Why is the doctor's master angry?” Afsha, who was lying on the bed until she sat down, heard the man