Me VS Master
What's up?
Vanya scratched the side of his head, not knowing why he was left alone. Moving the right hand to the stomach, slightly put pressure on the worms that have returned to the drum inside. Recalling that he had cup noodles, the 165-centimeter-tall female owner stood up.
However, Vanya stopped the pace of the foot, when he saw Rafa standing behind the kitchen table, using both hands. Decided to go to the room, but the stomach did a bigger fight. Vanya no longer had a choice, except to enter an all-white room to pick up noodles in a cabinet.
"Hehehe, Master. I went to the room." Vanya grimace, creeping waist on a long kitchen table to go to the storage cabinet is located.
Rafa did not care, the glance was not given by the man in the short pants. Vanya pursed her lips, then opened the top cabinet and took her noodles. Hands fumbling, not finding what was saved last night.
"Feelings haven't been eaten yet, why aren't there?" muttered Vanya, regressing footsteps to peek inside the cabinet.
Vanya tiptoed, still vision is not able to find what is desired by the sense of taste. He looked in every direction, looking for things to help him get higher. There was nothing, except a sink table in the middle of the room. Vanya climbed on top of it, jerking Rafa turned his head.
"Such courtesy!" sambar Rafa, watching women continue to wander. "Here, come down?!"
"Duh, I'm looking for this noodle again, just nagging. My stomach is so tired!" sahut Vanya, without looking.
Rafa draws a lot of oxygen, moves close to Vanya and immediately puts his hands around his legs with tight jeans.
"Masters ... The master!" Vanya was surprised, when her body was lifted suddenly.
Rafa lowered Vanya's body quickly, staring at the woman who was inserting hair behind her ears. Their faces were close enough that Rafa's smell was disturbed by the smell of alcohol.
"Drink what the hell was that? It smells bad!" said Rafa, keep the face away from him that raises the gaze staring.
Vanya threw a breath on her palm, then kissed herself. "Hehehe, I was loved by people. I'm not asking, suddenly I'm being given to a guy. It's also not me who nyamperin what godain, but there's a waiter that anther. I think it's heavy alcohol, good thing I drank a little bit earlier."
Rafa exhaled a long breath, moved to take the plate was being messed with by him. "Eat this. Your noodles I've thrown away, they're not healthy. Sit down, eat the food straight to the room, overtime the same me."
Vanya stared at the plate already composed of fried rice complete with half-cooked eggs, lips curled a smile with both eyes narrowed. "Thank you" he said, shaking his body.
Rafa sat down first on the round chair, dribbling a cup of green tea was made for himself. Vanya takes off the jeans jacket first, then sits down to immediately satisfy the worms in the prut, so as not to continue to protest.
"Yes, sorry." Vanya raised his gaze briefly, stuffing the rice in the oral cavity again. "Don't look around, I don't like it. Master want?"
"Eat aja. I'm looking at your clothes." Rafa said casually, Vanya looked down at her clothes. "Open it all up, spread it to everyone. It is said not to wear open clothes, instead go with a tank top! Tomorrow mending wear bikini, let's not just be treated to drink same guy!"
Vanya grimaced without an answer, raising a bit of clothes. Rafa went on to sip his favorite tea, without realizing that there were two pairs of eyes watching from the outside with wide ears attached.
Who else if not Vino also Alya, two people who deliberately met Vanya again to discuss the price of drinks want to be made money. They look at each other up front, further developing suspicion over Rafa's relationship with Vanya.
Not only this time, the two repeatedly caught the difference in Rafa's attitude when alone with Vanya. Moreover, when they had decided to overtime together, in a closed room that never dared to be knocked by Vino or Alya.
"I think they have another relationship, Vin. You're not talking about Valen right in the office?" whispered Alya, immediately pulled away by Vino so that the sound is not sent wind on the ears of two people in the kitchen.
"If you look at the situation, Al! Just as much as jeplak!" reprimand Vino, once he got away. "Anyways if there is a relationship, meningan we close our eyes with the ears! Get in that room!"
"I'm laper, loh! Haven't eaten this from the afternoon."
"Duh! Eat on thought! In the room there's cup noodles if you want, just take it there!"
"Hahaha, very good tumben!" Alya pinched Vino's cheek, running towards the room first.
"One day! That's the price, twelve thousand and one!"
"Counting!" shout Alya.
"Your enemies are equal if not reckoned, poor I retar! I'm a big girl!" kemam Vino's.
The tall man, put both hands on his waist and turned towards the kitchen while tilting his head slightly. "It's unlikely that they're dating. Master has a girl, right? Anyway, where's the story of a rat with a cat?" he said, shaking his head faintly.