My girlfriend's my Stepdaughter
Lunch With Assistant

Arumi was able to breathe a sigh of relief after arriving inside her room. He locked the door tight. Remembered by him, Mr. Haris's eyes were like stripping his body. The rubbing of Mr. Haris' hand on his cheek made him shudder amusedly, as if it was inappropriate for him and Mr. Haris, whom Papa was more worthy of calling.

Although Mr. Haris was just staring, and reminded that during the party not to embarrass him, however, the touch of his hand had frightened him.

Arumi closed her eyes slowly, her dance with the young man this afternoon dancing nari in her dream, as if real. A long time ago Arumi really drowned in the dream with the young man, forgetting his fear of Mr. Haris.

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That afternoon Will knocked on Arumi's room door, he brought a dress that will be worn to the party later that night. In addition to the dress, there are clutches and high heels branded shoes brought by Will.

Will put all the stuff in bed. Arumi just looked at her, not much talk with her husband's assistant coldly.

"Four hours, your fairies will come. Please be on time." Will's message with his flat expression.

"thank you. Will..?" Arumi said, Will looked.

"When was the last time you smiled?" Arumi asked with a big smile, revealing a row of white teeth.

Will just looked at her coldly, then turned around leaving Arumi's room.

"God...! The man of the south polar iceberg!" Arumi screeched at Will, after closing the door to his room.

Arumi stared at the item she was about to wear, took the dress and pecked at the mirror.

Arumi took a long walk back and forth in his room, walking like a catwalk model while trying the high heels given by Will.

Then he played his phone to fill his free time, then he watched a video about modern dance, then tried it. He tuned music and moved his body with his joy. His body began to get tired and his stomach began to feel hungry.

He came out of his room, to the stairs to go down towards the kitchen.

"Loh, Miss Arumi, why not just eat at the dinner table?" Ask Mbok Darmi.

"I eat here, with you. Inside the quiet." Reject Arumi.

"Indeed Mr Haris doesn't eat at home?" Ask Arumi.

"Father usually eats outside, Ma'am. Home usually late." The Mbok Darmi.

"Yes, we eat the same there, if I can't eat here with you guys." Arumi Pinta.

"Wad... Don't ma'am, yuk, please eat the same as us here." Surti said as he picked up a new plate for Arumi.

"Well, the soup is so good! Especially the sauce, steady!" Praise Arumi while wiping her mouth reddened by spiciness.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Answer Surti.

"Well, when did you start working here?" Asked Arumi while chewing on his fried tempeh.

"I am the longest. Then Bejo, my niece, Minten there Surti a few years ago, when Mom started getting a little sick." The Mbok Darmi.

"What pain is Mbok?"

"Sick cancer. She was taken abroad for treatment. Once healed, then Mother organized a dance competition, the winner of which can participate in the competition abroad. Then my mother's condition declined after that." Answer Mbok Darmi.

"Yes, including me. I was two years ago champion of that competition, then sent to London for the world championship. I finally got a second champion. However, I have to lose my parents." Arumi's story while stopping her eating, her eyes began to tear up in light of the events of that time. All the household assistants who were eating with him fell silent.

Mbok Darmi gently patted Arumi's shoulders encouragingly.

"Patiently, Ma'am. We will all accompany and assist Ms. Arumi, if need help." Minten.

Arumi looked at all of them one by one, then a smile expanded on her lips.

"Thank you." Arumi said sincerely.