
Alya struggled in the kitchen with ingredients to make cakes, lucky all he needed was available there. His hands were busy making dough after first asking permission to use the kitchen of the house for a while.
The PRT wants to help but Alya rejected it, it would be very easy and the result is just right if you do it yourself. Not difficult for Alya because the cake is her favorite cake since childhood, her mother often makes it for her as a snack and also as a substitute for food for Alya if she again does not appetite.
Alya also made drinks for Mr. Hendrik, as a friend for snacks. The distinctive aroma filled the room of the luxury house signifies that Alya's processed is perfectly cooked.
..." Hm it seems to have matured, thank God the result is perfect as usual. "...
He took a plate and a fork and cut out his cake to give to his new master. He stepped slowly up the stairs knocking slowly before entering the room Mr. Hendrik.
..." I'm in, sir "...
Alya came in and placed her luggage on the small table beside the bed.
..." This is it sir, hm I hope you like it "...
Alya really hopes the cake is delicious and can be received by the tongue of his employer.
..." Delicious, very tasty "Praise Mr. Hendrik in your heart....
He stared at Alya's face at a glance, many questions flashed in his mind while Alya waited for the man's comment with hopes of dismay.
..." May the result not disappoint "Inner Alya...
Hendrik smiled at Alya.
" Good very good, the dose is all right. Is this you who made your own "Ask Hendrik slowly and heartily.
Actually, Mr. Hendrik doubted that the question would make Alya offended, but really he could not hide his curiosity.
..." Yes sir it's my own product, actually it's a recipe from my late mother, he always made it if I'm not going to eat and I really like it "...
" Mommy ? "
dret !
Alya's phone rang and Alya quickly reached out to her in order not to disturb her employer, but Alya hesitated to accept her for being unkind to Mr. Hendrik.
..." Who is Alya, why not just pick up " Ask Mr. Hendrik....
" Ah that sir, that's anu..... " Alya was confused as to what to say.
" Just pick up who knows it's important" said Mr. Hendrik.
Alya finally stood up while walking a little bit away so that her new employer would not be distracted.
..." Yes Mas Erik "The voice of Alya is a little slow....
Mr. Hendrik smiled when his old ears still caught the faint name of his son mentioned.
..." So Erik called her, did the kid really care about me and really worry about my situation. But why is Alya hesitant to raise his call if it is only from Erik, is he, whatever the reason is most important Erik still cares about me and means he doesn't hate me "...
Alya put her phone back in her pants pocket after talking to her and Erik on the phone. He resumed his duties to serve his new employer.
" I'm sorry sir, oh yes this is Alya get it again "
..." Thanks, Eh.. You also eat Alya, not you say you also like the cake, why now even the cake in the wine even though it is in sight "...
Alya actually really wanted to devour her, let alone the aroma was very appetizing but He doubted, however He was only a servant in the house.
" Hm why it feels so hm.what yes " Mr. Hendrik pretended to think.
Alya felt bad because his cooking did not match the tongue of Mr. Hendrik.
" Less what sir "Tanya Alya later.
" Unpleasant Alya because I eat alone, jumbo cakes like this are delicious in the crowded must be more delicious "
Alya breathed her a sigh of relief, she thought her cooking was not good, uh it turns out that Mr. Hendrik just wanted to be accompanied by food.
" This is for you, let's eat "Mister Hendrik gave the piece of cake on his plate to Alya and Alya received it with a smile.
" Thank you Sir "
..." Very funny "Inner Mr. Hendrik. ...
" Same with Al "
They enjoy Alya's hand-made cake which does taste very delicious.
***
Elsewhere Anggun just finished***** with someone, He picked up all his clothes scattered on the floor that were deliberately thrown away. He ran to the bathroom to clean himself and then went home.
" Eh Mas, please come out I want to take a shower. What Mas can not wait for a moment, wait until I finish the bath new turn Mas " protest Anggun.
Unfortunately, the one who is only staring Anggun intensely, his junks up and down even the heirloom stick that just a few minutes ago spilled its lava, now rise again.
He continued to squeeze Anggun give a touch in some parts of his body.
..." Mas enough, I have to go home quickly before it makes the house people worried. I also do not want it until Mas Hendrik suspects me that I am late to go home " ...
Not to stop The man was even more wild, especially after hearing the name Hendrik called, as a result Anggun can only sigh. His mind was in a struggle but his body wanted it.
..." Oh...... Sam ! " ******* escaped on the lips of Grace due to the delinquency of a man named Samuel Hariando. ...
" You love it baby "Task Samuel with a heavy voice and Gracefully answer it with a nod.
Samuel laughed cynically at the grace that had fallen into his trap.
..." Don't call another man if you're with me, let alone name that useless old man, who can't afford to give pleasure to his own woman "...
Graceful could only groan in pain in the lower half of her body when the man came at her from behind.
That's how every time they were both, Samuel would be rude if the woman mentioned another man.
... ...