Marrying the Young Miss
Blooming thing

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"You don't want to give me your cell phone number, I don't have a problem. And if I find an obstacle when you're not in the office, who should I ask?" mela asked at length, awakening Arsandi from his bad thoughts towards Mela.

"You're threatening me?" asked Arsandi in annoyance.

Mela crossed her two hands in front of her chest, turning her eyeballs lazily towards the man in front of her.

"I just have to ask Mr. Daniel, if there's anything I don't understand. That's what a bother is!" grouse Mela with a glance at her eye tail.

Arsandi grunts annoyed. Then take a small rectangular paper that is on his table. Put it to Mela.

"So look, if you're covering me for something unimportant!" arsandi Sudang.

"What apaan! Assistant numbers are hard to remember! The number must be pretty, rich my cell phone number!" teasing Mela, take the paper and stare at her cynically.

"Here, take it to your table! And learn it yourself!" order Arsandi, shifting some of the files above, to the front of Mela.

"Okay, this is so small!" Mela takes all the files with her and leaves Arsandi's office.

"Woman freak, could Daniel hire a secretary like him!" murmured Arsandi, tidied up his work desk, then passed by carrying a bag containing a laptop.

"I've already submitted the files that are related to the next 3 days schedule to your new secretary" explained Arsandi, standing in front of Daniel's desk.

"You're out to finish the problem that there is the Malang. If the business is done, come back!" tell Daniel.

"Okay sir, hopefully your new secretary doesn't bother you" Arsandi said before leaving his boss's office.

"Dialannn you! Go there! You stupid assistant!" aspersons Daniel.

While in the magnificent house inhabited by Elis. Precisely the back garden, with a swimming pool that has a wooden swing on the edge.

"Where, sir, can you?" asked Elis, who was sitting on a swing near the pool, with her hands busy stuffing pop corn into her mouth.

"It can be, Miss. What else besides this Miss?" said Mr. Didi, with squatting, to his two hands busy planting seeds of sunflower seeds and red roses.

"That's it, sir. If the tree grows, it continues to flower. I just told my father to plant it again, but if the flowers bloom not well. I want you to immediately replace it with another flower seed." said Elis at length with pursed lips.

"Surely beautiful Miss, just like the owner of this garden. Her flowers will definitely bloom beautifully, what else if Miss takes care of her with affection, gives her fertilizer and regularly water her." said Mr. Didi.

Elis went straight from the swing, staring at Didi.

"So according to my father, if I do not take good care of my flower plants, they will not bloom beautifully. That sir?" elis said sharply but sounded vibrating, to his two eyes even looked glassy.

Mr. Didi immediately turned his head towards his Young Miss. 'Death to me, as I mispronounced, do not let just because the matter blooms, I lost my job.' said Mr. Didi even though only in the heart.

"Sorry Miss, want Miss or anyone who takes care of her, surely this flower will grow and bloom very beautifully." said Mr. Didi, with a guilty face seeing Young Miss continues to stare at her as if her self is in the middle of an enemy.

"Basic licker! No stand up! Didn't say that! I'm kesel! I'm going to go to my room!" as for Elis, keep the pop corn in his hand on the swing. He walked on the two legs he struck on the floor.

"Oh my God, what dream am I, facing Miss's behavior like this!" muttered Mr. Didi, shaking his head staring at the back of Elis who was increasingly away, leaving the park.

"Does Miss need anything?" chef Adi asked, seeing Elis sitting in a mini bar chair in the kitchen.

"Make me melon juice but warm! I don't want cold. Get to the room! No old one!" tell Elis, then move and chair it and pass towards the 2nd floor.

'Goodoooo long time ago Miss request why be weird in the ears huh!' inner chef Adi, by swallowing her saliva with difficulty.

From the stairs, Elis snickered as his gaze looked at Didi sir.

"It sucks!" then Elis turned his face the other way.

Brakes.

Elis closed the door, sounding loud enough to get to the bottom floor.

"Sttttt keep talking! If you hear the Lord and Miss, you can finish your history in this house! You know what that means?" said Mr. Didi who is now washing his hands in the kitchen sink.

"What does that mean, sir?" ask the assistant chef with a headband. Not understanding what Didi meant.

"That's the same as you getting fired! I don't understand that!" gerutu chef Adi, who is serving melon juice at the request of his Young Miss.

Kreeek.

Elis pulled the soft sofa that was near her bed, closer to the balcony with great difficulty.

"Huh, the end of it I can also bring you here!" Elis breathed a sigh of relief, then wiped away the sweat that soaked his forehead.

Elis sat himself down, in front of the balcony, leaning his back on the back of the sofa. His legs are lined with each other with crossed, long sofa that is long enough, can make him comfortable and feel at home for a long time sitting on the sofa.

["What are you doing?" ] asked Elis sulkingly, after his phone connection was connected.

^^^"I'm re-checking, the file will be in the percentage later for the dear meeting. What are you doing? Does anything make you uncomfortable?"^^^

[ "There, I'm annoyed with the way Mr. Didi works. He pisses me off!" ] said Elis spoiledly.

^^^"What did Mr Didi do? To piss you off, hem?"^^^

[She said my flower garden would not bloom beautifully, if I did not take care of my plants. Am I that bad, until my flowers don't bloom beautifully? Answer my question?" ] sue Elis, her sulking voice made Daniel who heard her anxious.

^^^"Do you want me to answer, baby?"^^^

Elis stared at his hape screen, then said cursingly, occasionally his lips pursed, twisting his eyeballs in annoyance.

[ "Daniel! You're just as rich as Didi, anyway tonight you can't sleep in the room! You should sleep outside! You annoying guy!" ]

Tut tut tut tut's.

Brakes.

After disconnecting her phone, Elis immediately threw the flat object in any direction.

"Awhhhh! My head hurts so much!" screeched Ella, who turned out to be Elis neba's flat object above her head first, before the flat object sprawled on the floor near Ella's feet.

"You? What are you doing in my room?" elis asked, after turning to the direction of the voice he knew was Ella.

"I've been kind, Miss, nganterin warm melon juice for Miss. But I was hit with a hape. Even hape Miss is an expensive item. Wouldn't it be a pity if Miss's hape is broken?" great-grandson Ella.

Ella mengelusss her head hit by the hit hape Elis, although accidentally hit her. While his other hand was carrying a glass of warm melon juice to Elis.

"Who told you to come at the wrong time!" sumpul Elis, looking at Ella's annoyance. Returning his beautiful gaze to the clouds that were moving above the sky.

'Oh my God, this Miss Elis, is it not wrong.. Who am I dealing with? Why act like that anyway! Make jengkelin anyway!' ella couldn't accept Elis' answer.

"You're wrong, I'm sorry, miss!" ella exclaimed again, picking up Elis's hape lying on the floor and placing it on the edge of Elis' bed.

"Stay there!" elis stared angrily at Ella who was about to step over to him.

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