Mad Boss
CHAPTER 33 Sprained Patients
With a stagger Cindekia blenders tomatoes in her kitchen. Even though he had taken a bath, still the drowsiness still attacked.
He only made a sandwich for breakfast, his thumbs pressed his phone screen with a smile. Dyan replied to his message. It seems that man is not busy.
Their conversation was only about Dyan's activities. Even though Cindekia did not understand, she still replied with great enthusiasm.
Ting!
A notification of another message coming in on his phone. While waiting for Dyan to finish typing a reply message for him, Cindekia replaced Dyan's message page with the message application's home page. A new message from his boss.
"Is there an important task? early in the morning he sent a message," he murmured as he sipped his tomato juice.
"uhuk! uhuk!" He coughed at the sticker that Gamya had sent, and spilled the tomato juice until it fouled his work clothes.
What the hell's going on? did his finger snap?
Cindekia's throbbing head read Gamya's next message, What does it mean to ask around? He wants to give me an extra assignment?
Gamya who was sitting in the car smiled amusedly read the incoming message from Cindekia. "We're going to Hangbrige" he told Isman, who was sitting on the steering wheel.
"Well sir,"
Mr. Isman understands their goal is Cindekia's house of contract. He had been Gamya's personal driver for seven years. During this time he also worked for his mother Gamya to watch over his master.
Gamya knew it, but He left it as if He did not know what.
Gamya replied to Cindekia's message.
[Gamya: Then, I must take responsibility to pick you up. You have to save the rest of your energy.]
[Cindekia: Yes. ]
The smile disappeared from Gamya's face reading a short message that was too short.
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Cindekia opened the door next to Gamya, "morning sir," her broom brightly, as bright as the morning sun had soared. They're already late.
Despite being late with the boss, Cindekia will still experience a pay cut because of late fingerprint. By rules.
Cindekia glanced at Gamya's hand, "your finger sprained?" his question is worried.
"Breaked?" Gamya thought for a moment to see Cindekia who seemed worried about him, "He sprained" he said lying for good.
"I've guessed," said Cindekia proud of her guessing skills. His Boss' finger must have been sprained until it was sent a sticker like that.
The girl who had to change her clothes this morning due to a tomato juice spill released a panacea oil that could cure all diseases to snake bite wounds from inside her bag.
"I have this oil, don't worry sir, it doesn't smell, '" Cindekia opened the lid of the oil bottle and grabbed Gamya's hand.
"What do you want?" gamya asked confusedly.
"Your finger massage, how can you dislocate sir?"
Cindekia started pouring oil into Gamya's hands. It's his job to make sure his boss is okay. If the boss is sick, it means he will be more troublesome because of handling his boss's work.
Gamya immediately rolled up his shirt arm up on his elbow, "my hand hurt until here, it's hard to move," he said like a child who had fallen on the street, continuing to complain to his mama.
Cindekia who was focusing on massage saw Gamya's stocky arm that was athletic, glek.
"Here, Mr. oles himself!" Cindekia gave Gamya the bottle of oil and turned her face red. He moved away from Gamya.
"My hands hurt both," whined Gamya.
Worried, Cindekia turned her head towards Gamya. Kasian also if the mind is sick.
Calm down Cindekia, calm down. He calmed his heart that was pounding incoherently.
Mr. Boss is handsome, he is patient, patient. I don't know why he felt so lucky not to be a doctor. What if he was a surgeon and would dissect a handsome patient. Could have been wrongly cut.