LAMHA AND MR. EL
Helper-made

Novi did not expect that Nickholas married her only to be used as a means of revenge to Mr. El. Yes, since arriving in Paris, Nickholas attitude turned cold and rude, he did not hesitate to yell at Novi if Novi made a mistake. But the roughness to Novi only in Verbal form is not physiologically or playfully.

In this magnificent house Novi used as a maid, she was assigned to cook, clean and serve her needs without any other servants helping. Novi does not mind, but what makes him sad is when Nickholas says if he marries her just for the sake of getting revenge on Mr. El. Nick also said he would not touch Novi even if it was just the tip of the nail, because Novi is not his type and they are not as level. Novi was also not allowed to use a cell phone or other communication device, so he felt like he was in prison.

Night

"No! New!" Nick shouted loudly until his voice boomed all over the room, especially the dining room where he was. Novi who had just finished praying isya' hurriedly took off his face, then approached Nickholas.

"What's up, sir?" ask Novi.

"Why is there no food? why is there only bread and jam? you're not cooking? you slackers!" ask Nickholas.

"Novi doesn't know how to turn on the stove sir. Novi also does not know how to process food ingredients in the refrigerator." replied Novi honestly.

"Ck! you village girl!" Nickholas was furious, but Novi's reasoning did make sense. There was no one here, no helpers and only two guards. He also recalled the time he said Novi should not communicate with anyone.

"So you haven't eaten yet?" ask Nickholas.

"Here you go, eat the bread" replied Novi.

"I'll order food. And tomorrow we are shopping for Indonesian specialties." said Nickholas.

"Yes," replied Novi while looking down.

"If the food deliveryman has come bring it inside, and serve it, then call me. Now I take a shower." said Nickholas as he passed to his room on the top floor.

Soon a food deliveryman arrived at Nickholas' house. And welcome in by the guards of the house of Nickholas.

Ting tung tung tung!

The sound of a bell rippling Novi's daydream, he ran in a hurry to the front door to open the door.

Clamps

"Excuse me miss, I want to deliver the food that mr. Nickholas ordered (Excuse me miss, I'd like to deliver the food ordered by Mr. Nickholas)" he said in English. Novi is confused, he doesn't speak English. But looking at the food in the man's hands, Novi knew if he was a food deliveryman.

"Mister wait here. Wait yes, I call Mr. Nickholas first." said Novi as much as possible.

"You're Indonesian?" suddenly the food delivery courier spoke Indonesian.

"Yes, you speak Indonesian too?" ask Novi enthusiastically.

"I am Novi, I am from west Java" Novi said while cupping his hands.

"It's nice to meet you Nov, oh are you here at work or the owner of this house?" ask Fauzan.

"I..."

"No! New!" Nickholas screamed loudly, causing Novi to panic and grab food in Fauzan's hands quickly.

"Sorry I'm in a hurry, Mr. Nick called me. The food is paid for, right?" ask Novi.

"Yes yes, if you'll excuse me. Assalamualaikum" said.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Novi, after closing the door he hurriedly went to the dining room where Nickholas was waiting for him.

"That's too long! why aja?" ask Nick with emotion.

"Sorry sir, the courier spoke in English I didn't understand." replied Novi.

"So can't turn on the stove, don't know the ingredients, now don't know English, you can what the hell?!" nickolas ketus.

"My-me..."

"Mrissy! i'm hungry!" cut Nickholas.

"Okay, sir," Novi hurriedly moved the food onto a plate and presented it to Nickholas.

"You think I can eat this much?" ask Nickholas.

"But..."

"For two! half of you eat! habit of resto here if delivery is always a lot of portions!" nickholas said lying, even though he deliberately ordered more portions so that Novi ate. But he's proud to admit it. And that night Novi and Nickholas finally ate together. But the atmosphere was silent without any talk.

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"What mas, Novi took Nick away?'' Lamha closed her mouth tightly.

"Yes, I'm sorry El for being late" replied Mr. El wistfully.

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