Girl 1 Million Dollars
Welcomes

I did not want to wear clothes like this but was heard from outside screaming the man who told me to go out at that time so forced me to get out of there and see the house so luxurious with a very beautiful chandelier up there.

"Wahh.... Where am I, sir, can you tell me where I am, and why I should wear this outfit?" I asked the old man, though,

"This is Mr. Arfanka's mension and you're the new servant here, you must wear the maid's uniform and join the two of them" said the old man while pointing towards the two middle-aged women who seemed to be around forty years old.

They both smiled at him and looked down to greet me, I also immediately returned their greetings kindly and immediately walked up to them even though my feelings were very uncomfortable at this time plus the maid outfit was very making me not free to move.

"Miss why did you get into this house? And how can you be the servant of Mr. Arfanka while he hates young women so much" said one of the maids there,

"A.a.a.I I don't know, it's just that my mother has a lot of debt to her and I she sacrificed until all of a sudden I got to this place, I want to get out of here bi, bi, I'm not comfortable here especially with these clothes" I told the maid.

While I saw the woman staring at the man who had given the clothes to me and she immediately let go of my hand that she had previously held, he also kept his distance from me quickly it made me a little surprised to see the change in his attitude which was originally so friendly now it looks distant and awkward.

"Ehh.... What was? Why did auntie let go of my hand, was there a wrong word from me?" I asked him, though,

"Nothing, you behave well in this house, and do not offend Mr. Arfanka for you to be safe from him, let's stand in front to greet him" reply to the aunt and walk out first.

I didn't understand what was going on but I immediately followed her waitress forward until they lined up in front of the closed door and stood in a neat position as well as the same pose, I followed what they were doing but I was really uncomfortable with this sexy land outfit, I was embarrassed because there was also the old man.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhh... This outfit is so embarrassing, how can I wear this kind of clothes in front of other people" I continued to feel bad.

Until not long before the door was opened and the appearance of a cruel man I had previously seen in the bar also in the company and he immediately opened the mask that covered his face, he looks handsome and I was surprised to see him.

At first I thought half of his face was injured and so he covered it with a mask but apparently he was fine but he always wore a mask every time I saw him twice back then, and now that I can see his face in person I'm starting to feel that his face feels very familiar to me.

"In.he..why do I feel like I've seen it well? But where?" My gertutuku thought and spoke slowly.

All the servants lowered their heads saluted the man and welcomed his arrival while I, who was busy thinking about having seen him, was daydreaming and unaware that I was the only one not bowing salute to the man.

Until the man kept walking up to me and I still didn't realize it at that time because I just kept staring down with a bow while thinking about it.

"eeess.... Who is he? I seem to have seen....." Gertutuku slowly kept thinking.

Until suddenly someone's hand clapped my shoulder firmly to make me shocked and aghast at that moment.

"Heh.... Why don't you welcome me like everyone else!" Said the man with a sharp look at me.

"Ah.... Whahuh? How do I welcome you? I've been standing here since then and you've come, so what else am I supposed to do?" Ask him.

At that time I really did not understand anything, so I asked him like that, until he started to look round his eyes got wider to me and I started to get scared back then because the grip of his hand next to my shoulder started to harden and he was holding it even stronger back then.

"AA.a..aaaww..sick why are you even grabbing my shoulder so hard aaaaww" my ringist in pain and holding his hand.

I tried to endure the pain but couldn't because it was so strong I couldn't even make her take her hand off my shoulder until an old man spoke to her and she let go his hand off my shoulder.

"I'm sorry sir this is all my fault, he has not received the servant's letter in this house so he does not know anything" the man said, bowing.

Finally the cruel man let go of his hand and I still grimaced with pain in the part of my shoulder that had begun to turn red and bruised.

"Break.sssttt... It hurts so much" I murmured feeling that pain.

"Well give him the servant rules in my session and for the two servants I don't want to see them welcome me again, you know the rules are not!" Said him with a sharp look using the tip of his eyes to the old man.

They all bowed to the man's words and I followed what they were doing, but I lowered my head a little because the clothes I was wearing were too mini so if I looked down too low I was afraid that my chest would open or the skirt would be lifted on the back.

But unfortunately the cruel man actually forced me to bow lower to him.

"Hey... Why are you looking down a little like that, let's go lower if I don't know how to respect!" The man urged me.

"But sir.... The problem with this outfit" I said was not finished because he suddenly just pressed my shoulder again so that it made me directly duck lower to him.

And right then and there I reflexively covered my cleavage with both hands for fear that he would see it.

"Ohhh...." My words are so shocked.

Fortunately, I was still able to cover it and he just walked up the stairs with a very annoying.

Without Klara being caught secretly appeared a very small smile on the lips of Mr. Arfanka when he managed to prank Klara to bow lower to him and after gripping next to his shoulder to leave a bruised besak that moment.

Either his little smile was because he was content to torture Klara or because of other things because all this time only a sinister sharp gaze that he always threw to everyone and he always loved to torture everyone who was trying to deal with him.

Mr. Arfanka never forgave anyone who disturbed his life and tried to interfere in his affairs, he would not even hesitate to kill anyone whether it was a woman or a man, a small child or parent, as long as they make a fatal mistake on him then he will always reply to it with due respect.