My Love The Maid

My Love The Maid
Slap


"Nayla once again apologized yes, indeed the two maids were if there was a little julid junior"


Nayla smiled"Nothing about Sisi, I like smashing as well"


"Haha.bisa aja, ya klo it let mbak anterian kekamar ya"


Nayla nodded.


"Wihh auxiliary cameraman so this gedenya, twice as big as the Nayla cameraman is accommodated"


Nayla continued to look at her room, Netra Nayla then looked at the mattress spring bed in front of her.


"The mattress is also like a very emping, at home for a long time if gini" Nayla then closed her mouth while laughing giggling.


Tok.dok...


Nayla slowly opened her eyes"huamm..Who the hell disturbed his sleep Nayla" muttered Nayla with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.


"Naila! Open door!"


"Ck yes. I'm patient why the hell" Nayla immediately got up and got out of her bed.


Chequek!


"Why?" Nayla looked at the person who had disturbed her sleep with a fierce gaze, how not the person who was bothering her was the same person, who had called her senile earlier named Hani.


"Pake nanya, I also actually do not mind anyway, just buk Wati told me to wake up your rich kebo klo sleep! see what time it is"


Nayla looked inside, then she glared her eyes when she saw it was already very late"astoge at half-six p.m..."


Panicked, Nayla immediately took the string of hair that was not far from the mattress and immediately closed the door of her room, then ran through Hani just like that.


"Heh Nayla!"


Nayla stopped her steps, then glanced back"What the hell"


"Pake the waiter's shirt, I brought it"


"Must be?"


"Do you want to get angry, buk Wati?!"


Nayla went back home and took the clothes held by Hani"Makasih, it turns out to be attention as well"


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"I don't want any more delays! if you wake up late then I won't hesitate to send you back and Vienna, because he has already put in people who are catapult like you"


Nayla raised her head"Don't open it, don't take Vienna, Vienna is not wrong, I promise not to repeat it again, suwer deh.."


Buk Wati took a slow breath"Well I accept the apology, now do your job before Mr. Enzi comes, don't let him down on your first day at work, make him proud of you"


Nayla nodded happily"Ready!"


Nayla also did her job very well and perfectly, she tonight will cook vegetable soup, parchment and fried sambal and fried fish, as he had read in the book that was given by the book Wati, whatever his master liked and disliked.


Although the kitchen was using an electric stove, of course Nayla could use it even though he was from the village, because there was also once a person who had an electric stove, namely his neighbors, so yes luamyan was a little experienced, he said, not shy in.


"Perfect" Nayla said like chef Juna.


Nayla then glanced at the dining table not far from the kitchen, where there was already a man sitting while playing his phone seriously.


"Feelings five minutes ago still empty table, when suddenly there was already a person, horrified yes, what memamng Nayla aja that budeg dengenger no one passing or sitting.."


1.After you finish cooking, bring food to the dining table, do not make the host wait long.



After that sa-



Nayla immediately closed her book entitled "assistant job" and immediately brought all the food she had made a dinner shirt using a tray, not forgetting the smile that adorned her face.


"Excuse me, sir"


crick.krik..


duh mister who was, Nayla could have forgotten....


Nayla closed her eyes, remembering forcefully, it could be that when it was more critical like this she had forgotten the name of her own master.


"Excuse me sir, the food is ready"


Hopefully he doesn't protest and ask strange things.


Enzi glanced at Nayla for a moment, then moved the dinner shirt, and refocused on her phone.


"Hmmm.." Answer Enzi with a chuckle.


Hmmmm? what kind of answer is hmm? Answer yes kek or well, this is just answer hmmmmm.....


Inner Nayla who feels herself unappreciated and considered.


"Mr Enzi, sorry young master Denis said he did not want to eat dinner, he was still angry because of the attitude of the master this morning" Wasis said as he lowered his head when he just came down from the stairs.


Enzi then put his phone on the dining table"That kid really makes me dizzy! the longer the attitude is more stubborn and unruly"


Enzi immediately stood up from his seat and slowly began to walk up the stairs to his son's room, followed by Wasis in the back.


While Nayla who felt that her work was done was ready to go back to the kitchen, to clean up the leftovers and cooking utensils.


But just one step he walked suddenly.


Prang's!...


"Astagfirullah, that's why?" Nayla held onto her chest, she felt bad.


"Dad! I told you not to eat!!!!" Shouted Denis so fast."Let go of me Dad! huaaa....."


Enzi pulled his son violently because he kept rebelling"Don't make daddy even more angry with you!"


Denis continued to rebel as his daddy pulled his hand violently.


"I told you No! No! I just want Mommy! do you understand! I JUST WANT MOMMY! get off the ****!"


Plaque!


Enzi slapped his son" Daddy said, don't talk about Mommy! you want to know where your Mommy is?! well now come with me, Daddy's gonna make a big surprise for you"


Enzi again pulled the rough hand of his son, he even ignored Denis's screams that endured the excruciating pain.


While Nayla who looked up from under the incident just now was able to cover her mouth with both hands, she did not expect if a father could slap his own child.


even the child was a minor, it did not feel Nayla shed tears, when the little boy was dragged by his employer very rudely, wanted to help but Nayla had to remember that she was only a maid.


The new maid, who was forbidden from interfering, even Nayla also saw the Baby sitter was already pleading with Mr. Enzi, but was ignored.


"Master don't be rude to young master Denis" said Wasis when he saw young master Denis dragged violently, Wasis continued to follow Enzi out of the house.


the servants who worked in Ivawan's residence were only able to look with pity, but had no intention of helping.


Because helping is useless, if in the end they will be fired for daring to interfere in the affairs of their employers.