
“Ugh... Why is my head so heavy ? Is this medicine not suitable for me ?” murmured Afsha was still holding the medicine earlier.
He saw other writings there and read them.
“So it is a side effect of this drug dizziness like this ? completely opposite to the medicine I used to take.”
Afsha put the medicine back on the table. “If only this medicine is free then surely I will throw it away.”
“Afsha.. !” shouted the Olive brother calling for the girl because their work was not yet finished.
“Yes, kak.” with his head still dizzy, Afsha came out of the room and returned to the terrace. “Sorry brother, I just took medicine.”
“Yes, it's okay. Now we continue our work. After this is done there is still another job.” brother Olive quickly finish his job in order to continue the second job.
“After this what we do, sis ?”
“Iringing shirt.”
“Ha... ?” Afsha gaped at hearing it. Let's not just iron him touching the iron he never did. How can he iron later ?
40 Minutes later they were in the living room after finishing washing the carpet. Afsha was again surprised when he saw how many stacks of clothes he had to iron.
“I think only two baskets of clothes, one for me and one for the sister of Olives.” her inner being saw six baskets of clothes there and that means three parts for her and three parts for sister Olives. “Gosh..hopefully I can do it right later.”
“This is your part.” Olive gave him three baskets of clothes as he had expected.
“Y-ya sis..” Afsha accepted it awkwardly mixed with nervousness and immediately started ironing.
Afsha saw two baskets of hers were clothes belonging to Madame Fatima. “Em brother Olive can I change the basket with you ? I'm afraid I'm burning Mrs Fatima's clothes.
Seeing the compassionate Afsha, the servant was not hearty and agreed to Afsha's request, however, it made no difference to iron whose clothes.
“Thank you brother Olive.” Afsha exchanged two baskets of Lady Fatimah's clothes for two baskets of dr. Ammar.
But the girl instead of directly ironing the clothes, but she was silent and watched the Olive brother ironing to see how to iron the right clothes.
“Afsha why you haven't ironed it yet maybe your iron is already hot.”
“Ah yes sis.” Afsha who already knows how to iron immediately in action. "Open his shirt and iron while folding.” remember him to yourself if he can do that.
Afsha ironed slowly and carefully so as not to make mistakes again. He had time to look at the ironing table Brother Olives who had completed two iron baskets.
“How about me ?” Afsha saw he had just finished half the ironing basket but he again encouraged himself.
By the time Afsha had finished an ironing basket, Olive had finished ironing 3 baskets and left herself.
“Ohh..” Afsha yawns in the middle of doing her job. He unconsciously closed his eyes for a minute. “You what is this ?” his nose reacted when it smelled a burning smell and made him wake up.
“Jeez... Her clothes burned.” screeches after seeing the white shirt was not only burned but broad. “Argh how is this ?”
Afsha really doesn't know what to do.