MY BOYFRIEND'S A MARRIED MAN
Chapter 37

"Oh, yeah let me ask the assistant to take care of your cat for three days. And you need to stay here, don't go anywhere." Mr. Arsya said that he still did not give me permission to go home.

"Why are you so considerate of me?" I ventured to ask.

"Because I don't want it until you're all right. You will now be the leader in my office, if you arrive why-why later who will take care of the office?" Mr. Arsya explained. And I smile at Mr. Arsya's words. Because Mr. Arsya cares a lot about his subordinates.

I am amazed by Mr. Arsya, because Mr. Arsya is so good and very caring for subordinates. Mr. Arsya has never compared anyone. And Mr. Arsya is so humble.

Mr. Arsya instead hired a special nurse for me for three days. I was surprised when it was just a regular sprain. If I asked the answer would be the same. And Mr. Arsya Mr. Arsya also took care of me for three days.

Geez, arsya sir is very good with subordinates. To take care of the subordinates. Worth the helpers, bodyguards and security guards were comfortable working with Mr. Arsya. Because Mr. Arsya is so attentive.

Three days have passed, and my feet are fine too. And now it's time for me to go home and get back to work. Now it is better I say the same Mr. Arsya and say thank you.

Tok, tok tok.

There was a sound of people knocking on the door, who was it? I opened the room door and turned out to be Arsya sir's servant.

"What's Bi?" I asked Auntie, Mr. Arsya's maid.

"Miss is waiting for Mr. Arsya in the dining room." Said Bibi conveying Mr. Arsya's message.

Surely Mr. Arsya wants to be cooked again like yesterday. Today I will masakin Pak Arsya very good cuisine. As a sign of my gratitude to him. Because they took care of me.

I immediately went down the stairs and found Mr. Arsya. yes even without footwear, but nothing. It's a very clean floor, and it's smooth so my legs don't hurt.

"Good morning, Arsya.." My greeting to arsya sir with a smile.

I went straight to the kitchen which was very close to the dining room. I also immediately took an apron to get ready to cook for Mr. Arsya. Surely Mr. Arsya is very hungry.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Arsya then called me, which made me stop my steps towards the kitchen.

"You go to the kitchen sir, you want to masakin. You must be hungry, right?" I said to arsya sir. Then arsya sir suddenly kicked down the table which made me shocked. Oh seriously sir Arsya must be angry with me, because I must be late masakin pak Arsya.

Mr. Arsya walked up to Me, and then Mr. Arsya brought his face closer to Me. I also feel very tense afraid that Mr. Arsya will yell at me. I closed my eyes too. Then,

"Who told you to cook it? I told you to eat with me." Hah, I re-opened my eyes and gaped. I thought Mr. Arsya would yell at me. Then Mr. Arsya pulled my hand.

"Let's get a spit." Mr. Arsya said while pulling my hand. I also remain confused.