
After breakfast, Rasya continued his activities. Sweep, mop and wash Sam's clothes, which he picked up first from his room. The very messy room Rasya cleaned up first.
On the balcony, Rasya did not dare to look down. Horrified, afraid of falling. "Belg ..." Rasya shuddered.
He took care of some of the plants that were there with affection.
Then, because all was done waiting for the dry clothesline, Rasya glanced on the sofa turning on the television and watching her favorite show.
"Oh, don't be tortured for pity. Oh .. why are you so bad." Rasya commented on every scene on television. Until there is a sad scene also crying.
At lunchtime, Sam takes Ubai home to his apartment for lunch there.
"Emang told him to cook, boss?" probing Ubai glanced towards Sam.
"Not yet, tell him to cook and we'll be there soon." Sam's orders while tidying up his desk.
Ubai did not immediately call the apartment. Except to take care of other business.
"Haven't? come dong long very. What the hell was that first?" Sam looked annoyed at Ubai.
"Finding the phone first to the counter, Boss patient yes .. don't rush. Poor that guy's kid." Ubai raised his hand.
"What the hell? not very connected!" Sam shakes.
"Nob in the boss's pick-up, or maybe a phone plane in the apartment is a nuisance." Ubai said while keeping the phone in his pocket.
"He's gone home." Sam moved and shifted his chair he neatened inward.
Ubai followed the Ocean from behind, while busy with his cell phone back and of course business.
15 Minutes on the way. In the end, they arrive at Sam's unit. And just opened the door already smelled the smell of cooking from the kitchen. The money alone is very appetizing.
"Wah .. smell of cooking ... make my stomach rumble." Ubai went straight to Rasya who was struggling with sodet and pans.
"What are you cooking, miss? just know we're going home for lunch!" ubai's voice shocked Rasya who was daydreaming.
"Ha, but I'm only cooking a little, young master didn't say I want to have lunch at home-"
"Ooh, so wait for the order first? even though I didn't tell you to make me! we should go home for lunch because there is a waiter at home. If there's no doubt we order or eat at the office," he said a bit cold Sam.
"If I cook a lot. And then no one eats? dear dong mubazir? and Mubazir was his friend the devil," he replied Rasya while playing his hand.
"If no one eats. Eat it yourself! it's a bother." Reply Sam in a high tone.
"Here you go, ma'am. The young master will be angry." Whisper Ubai towards Rasya.
Rasya. "Good sir is friendly."
Sam noticed Ubai's body language talking to Rasya who was seen nodding. The bead of his eyes did not escape to see the girl who looked clean with the clothes that Ubai had brought this morning.
Hair in neat pigtails that expose his clean neck. Then the blind eye Sam moved to watch everything in the apartment looked neat clean.
Then Sam took a step into his private room which was also very clean, dirty clothes were no longer there.
The things he had intentionally made a mess turned very neat. "The service is also his job." Sam smiled a smile. He sat himself on the edge of the bed while waiting for Rasya to finish cooking.
Sam looked cold and left the room. Walk closer to the dining table that has served fried rice menu of beef eyes. Cuisine is simple and does not take long.
"Just fried rice?" sam pointed at the plate on the table. With cold and dislike tone.
Degh's!
Ubai glanced towards Rasya who was looking down deeply. He looks scared.
"Maybe time, Boss. Which does not allow to cook another, we must immediately go to the office," said Ubai calming.
"Gentleman is right, in such a short time it is impossible for me to cook chicken or soup which should take longer, sir," Rasya said.
"Ck!" Sam sat down with an annoyed face and began to taste Rasya's cooking after being in good tasters on his tongue. The spices that go in are all fitting. So that he ate it very greedily.
Ubai also gesgas enjoy the dishes. He is relaxed with any dish and not too picky, because if you want to fit the taste of the delivery only, it is easy.
Rasya provides drinking water for the two men, the netra noticed the two men who looked so voraciously enjoying the lunch he made. Rasya immediately averted his gaze when Ubai raised his face.
"It's delicious. Wow .. fits on my tongue. See Miss I like your cooking, next time make some more huh?" ubai said to Rasya.
Of course Rasya felt happy that what he did was well received by others. "Thank you, Sir." Nodding happily.
"What? it's ordinary. Nothing special! even eat aunt's cooking at home." Sam said without burden.
Rasya's heart ached to hear it, but Rasya's eyes were fixed on Sam's clean plate there was no rice left.
"Sir, he said normally? better at home! so, why is that a clean plate and you like to add?" rasha said in amazement.
Sam lost a lot. "I'm hungry, you know that, right? if you're not hungry." Elak Sam with his arrogance.
"The reason, next time if you ask me again, I don't want to." Rasya pouting.
"Heh, you're here waiter. Would you like me to take it out and marry an old bandot who is his name? forgot."
"Juragan Kasmin, sir."
"Yes, he. Want you I'll give it back to her ha?" sergeant Sam stared intently.
"Don't want to, sir. Sa-I'm not ready to marry him, his wife is a lot. And afraid of being tortured in bed" said Rasha softly and lowered her head.
Sam squinted his eyes next to look towards Rasya. "Hurtured? in the bed of torture, right? isn't the bed a pleasure?" then look towards Ubai.
Ubai who was silent listening to the boss debate and the girl who was just present in his life, only held back a laugh. Seen from his expanding cheeks and finally laughed loosely as well.
Making Sam glare perfectly towards Ubai. "Laughter, what's so funny?"
"No, boss no. Yu we walk already noon," asked Ubai while standing up and grabbed his bag.
"Laugh! see what clown?" gerutu Sam as he grabbed his glass then gulped half of it.
"Miss, do your job well huh? don't let any lions pounce on you. Ha ha ha .." said Ubai before crossing the door.
Rasya heaved a sigh of relief, after they did not exist. Especially Sam who made it hang. Moreover, it has only been a few days that he is here not yet familiar with his character ....