Genius Child: CEO & His Private Chef
CHAPTER 45. Personal Assistant
***Jackson Wijaya bedroom***
Rossy was still standing upright in place and did not dare to get out of Jackson's bedroom before the man asked him to leave.
Jackson felt his body sultry, sticky and uncomfortable because of the sweat that came out since he was in the workspace.
"Get me a basin of warm water and a small towel!" jackson's orders to Rossy.
"Okay" Rossy replied and ran into the bathroom.
A while later Rossy had brought a basin of warm water and placed it on a table beside the bed.
"Mr Jackson. Where are the little towels?" ask Rossy.
Jackson pointed at the small drawer near the wardrobe.
"You guys grab a set of my nightgowns" Jackson said.
"Yes Mr. Jackson," Rossy replied obediently as he opened the wardrobe and picked up a set of Jackson nightgowns.
After doing all Jackson's orders, Rossy thought Jackson would tell him to leave.
"Lap my body!" jackson's orders.
"What?" peekk Rossy looked at Jackson.
Jackson furrowed his brows and looked at Rossy sharply.
"You think I can wipe my own body like this?" ask Jackson.
"Can't be Mr. Jackson" Rossy replied, shaking his head.
"I'm hurt for helping you. From now on you're in charge of wiping my body until I'm healed" Jackson said.
"Don't Mr Jackson forbid me from touching your body directly?" ask Rossy.
Rossy still remembers Jackson getting angry when he touched his back and waist directly so he tried to use this excuse to remind Jackson.
"This time I'm giving you permission" Jackson replied.
" Reply wipe my body before the water gets cold" Jackson continued.
"Well Mr. Jackson," Rossy replied resignedly.
A minute passed and Rossy still had not started wiping Jackson's body.
"Wait what else?" asked Jackson with a brush.
"I can't wipe Mr. Jackson's body because his shirt hasn't been opened yet" Rossy replied innocently.
Jackson almost vomited blood hearing Rossy's reply.
"If I can take off my own clothes, does it still require you to wipe my body?" ask Jackson.
"OK, okay" Rossy said as he began unbuttoning Jackson's shirt one by one.
"Take him as Vin Vin" Rossy said.
Kelvin is the only person Rossy has ever helped change his clothes so imagining Jackson is Kelvin will make the young woman's heart become no burden.
Rossy rubbed Jackson's body seriously and carefully for fear of hurting Jackson's delicate skin.
Rossy did not want Jackson to get another reason to punish or work on him.
Rossy's long hair that was scratched accidentally waved at Jackson's face due to their close distance.
Jackson only realized Rossy's hair was very thick and long.
Usually Rossy's hair is neatly bunned. Jackson tried to resist the urge of his heart to roll Rossy's hair with his fingers. After finishing wiping the front of the body, Rossy continued wiping Jackson's back seriously and carefully.
"Done!" rossy said as he rinsed the towel in his hand and looked at Jackson's face.
"Can't Mr Jackson open his own pants?" asked Rossy innocently.
Rossy felt uncomfortable having to help Jackson open his pants to wipe Jackson's legs.
Jackson was surprised by Rossy's request and stared at him sharply.
"This woman pretends to act like a cat. In reality she was a tigress ready to prey on me" Jackson said.
"Rossy! Don't think I don't know your plan. I'm just asking you to wipe my upper body!" answer Jackson.
"Thank God I don't have to wipe her lower body" Rossy said.
"Okay Mr. Jackson. I'm gonna help you put on your nightgown right now" Rossy said.
Rossy lets Jackson misunderstand him because sooner or later he will definitely try to get close to Jackson too if the DNA test results prove Jackson is Mister W. All for the sake of treating Kelvin's disease.
While Rossy was putting clothes on Jackson's body, there was a knock on the door from the outside.
"Mr Jackson! I delivered the ointment medicine," said Mr. Lesmana from outside the bedroom door.
Mr. Lesmana walked into the room and handed over the ointment to Rossy.
"Mr Jackson. Did I help you apply the ointment?" ask Rossy.
Jackson glanced at the glance of Mr. Lesmana who was still standing and looked towards the two of them with a curious look.
"No need! Mr. Lesmana will help me. You can go back to your room to rest" Jackson replied.
"Okay Mr. Jackson. Good night," said Rossy happily and handed the ointment back to Mr. Lesmana.
Without wasting any time Rossy ran quickly out of Jackson's bedroom for fear that the man would change his mind again.
"Sir Lesmana! Help me wipe the lower body and apply the ointment," Jackson said.
"Well Mr. Jackson" replied Mr. Lesmana.
Just now Mr. Lesmana wiped a few seconds, heard the sound of a long breath from Jackson.
Mr. Lesmana stopped his activities and looked towards Jackson.
"Sorry Mr. Jackson. Did I make you uncomfortable and in pain?" ask Mr. Lesmana.
"Why are your hands as hard as the bark of a tree? My leg became sore" Jackson replied.
Mr. Lesmana looked at both of his palms.
"Mr Jackson. Older people's hands are rougher with age." Mr. Lesmana tried to defend himself.
"Omong empty! Rossy was also thirty years old. But his hands are still soft" Jackson said.
Jackson remembers clearly when Rossy wiped his body feeling very soft and comfortable. Not like Mr. Lesmana's hands that make his skin hurt.
"Do I need to call Miss Rossy to help wipe Mr Jackson's body again?" ask Mr. Lesmana.
"no need. You go on, "Jackson replied.
"Well Mr. Jackson" replied Mr. Lesmana.
Mr. Lesmana continued to wipe Jackson's legs while feeling great pressure because it was monitored by Jackson directly.
Mr. Lesmana did not dare to use all his strength and wipe with small energy and slowly so that it became very long. After finishing wiping and helping Jackson Wijaya put on his sleeping pants, Mr. Lesmana held his waist with both hands.
"Ouch! my waist," said Mr. Lesmana in a small voice but heard by Jackson.
"Why is your waist Mr Lesmana?" ask Jackson.
"It's no big deal, Mr. Jackson. Just sore. Understandably, the waist of the old man," replied Mr. Lesmana with a smile.
"Pak Lesmana can ask Mr. Kuncoro for help to buy another ointment for the waist prescribed by Felix earlier," said Jackson.
"Thank you Mr. Jackson" replied Mr. Lesmana, helping to apply the ointment to Jackson's back and waist.
"Is there anything else, Mr. Jackson?" ask Mr. Lesmana .
"Nothing else. Mr. Lesmana just take a break" replied Jackson.
"I'll excuse you, Mr. Jackson. Have a good rest" said Mr. Lesmana.
Jackson stared at Mr. Lesmana's back which slowly disappeared from his bedroom.
Jackson recalled the tragic events of twenty years ago. The traffic accident claimed the lives of both parents, while Jackson himself began suffering from eating disorder caused by childhood trauma .
The trauma was caused by a woman who was related to the death of her parents.
Mr. Lesmana was Jackson's grandfather's right-hand man at the time.
Jackson's grandfather sent Mr. Lesmana to guard and accompany Jackson at the Wijaya Mansion.
Mr. Lesmana treated Jackson like a real child himself and also considered him a young master.
In the depths of Jackson's heart, he already considers Mr. Lesmana as his family. It's just that Jackson's quiet and cold demeanor makes it hard to express his heart's feelings.
The most important family for Jackson now is Chandra, his Grandpa, and Mr. Lesmana.
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