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The morning. Deena awakens to hear Aleta's distinctive voice. He sat down rubbing his eyes glare.

"Morning baby, wake up woy at what time, first day of work, Loh Dee." Aleta's greeting reminds Deena.

Deena checked the clock. "Muning too, this iyee wants something done." Answer Deena.

The girl immediately headed for the bathroom performing her morning ritual.

When she's done, Deena's going home for a while to change her simple dress. "Al, there's still chocolate to take a share." Obviously Deena.

He remembered the word Hanska. "Fear of my fatness." Add to that wearing shoes.

Aleta girang's. "Key sipp, titi dija lo yee." Her speech. Deena nodded.

Arriving at the yard, Deena opened the door, walked inside.

There was a groaning sound from the direction of the living room. Deena raised her eyebrows, She spread her gaze.

Seemed Joan who was sitting leaning on the sofa, was enjoying the madness of Laras with her step sister position in the top position.

Deena puffed her cheeks. He's throttling. "Sorry hitchhiked by." Her speech.

"Astagah is still morning, indeed a traitor, yesterday was still sending a bouquet of gaban, eh now even the same other."

His grunts quietly up the stairs.

Joandan who panicked immediately reflexes pushed the body unprepared.

Brakkk's.

Sounded bang. "Ouch!!" Screeching the girl felt pain in her hip, Joan's impulse hit her body against the lip of the table.

"What the hell are you, brother? push me rich gini." The Laras protest rubbed his hips. "It hurts to know." Added whining.

Joan ignored Laras' whimper. Makes the girl cluck.

"De's..Deena's not who you think she is." Bela Joan stood over to Deena.

Deena raised her eyebrows as if asking. "Then, what am I thinking?" Ask the girl.

Joan spice.

Deena was lazy to wait, she passed by with a duck, walking into the room.

"Si*totally, pollute my eyes only you." Monologue's upset.

The girl opened the closet, a knee-length navy dress with a cross-cut silver alloy, attracting her attention. Soon Deena changed her clothing set, put on navy-colored tofu tread shoes, walked towards the mirror.

Deena wore a natural polish on her face, after feeling enough, she walked out down the stairs.

There was a noise coming from the living room again. The girl massaged her temple slowly, inexhaustible to see the family that is always noisier.

"Heh rotten girl, what did you do to your sister? why are you crying like this?" Shouted Ratih strafe him with a slur.

Deena looked around looking for the whereabouts of Joan, but nil, the man's body he could not find in the room.

The woman, her stepmother blocked Deena's arm strongly, then dragged her closer towards Laras.

Deena jerked the cheque in her hand. Seen Deena's smooth wrists flushed.

"What does that mean, since when did I make her cry?" Deena doesn't like to be blamed.

Laras held Ratih's arm. "Laras's hips are sick ma, this is all he's doing, ga seneng see Laras same sister Joan deket." His sister.

Deena turned her head while furrowing next to her eyebrows, as if saying. Are you kidding me.

"The queen's drama." Mumbled.

The girl was careless, looking at the clock that was coiling on her arm.it was about 9 o'clock. If he was late, that spicy-mouthed Hanska would have been insinuating himself again.

"Basic brash! you need to teach me a lesson." Snapped Trainly raised her hand.

Plakk.

Without warning, he was not ready to take his gaze away from the watch in hand. One slap was a slap on his smooth cheek.

His ears were buzzing, but he was still. Deena growled in her heart, sooner or later, He will take everything that belongs to her.

Be satisfied now, see soon.

The mind in the heart.

Without caring about their mother and son, Deena walked out of the house feeling upset and angry.

As usual, Deena stroked her hair, but this time she walked down, it can be ascertained, her cheeks bruised next to the slap earlier.

the tok tok tok.

Knock it on the chiseled door, a sign of courtesy.

"Lake in." Answer from inside the room.

Deena entered the room with a sneak. "Good morning kangmas." Sapa Deena was cheerful, venting her frustration.

"Hem." Hanska replied.

Deena walked quickly to the kitchen, to make Hanska a cup of coffee. This is the work Deena will continue to do.

Yesterday afternoon, after the meal with Aleta was over. Arga comes and explains all, what Deena should and should not do. Including taking care of the personal needs of his master.

Deena nodded in understanding, She already remembered all Arga said yesterday.

"Please coffee and cake." Deena put a cup of coffee and a plate of pastry on Hanska's table.

It appeared that the man nodded without turning his gaze away from the file he was holding.

Hanska sipped the coffee. Deena was looking forward to it, said the mantab from the man's lips as he drank coffee. But he didn't hear it.

Because currently, Hanska is in acute Serious mode.

"What time does mama Mas go to?" Ask Deena. Safe calls for him, compared to having to with kang furniture, kang. it is better to just call him with mas.

"After the meeting." Answer Hanska. Deena nodded in understanding, Hanska again could not be bothered. He chose to walk in the kitchen.

Tok Tok's.

Sounded knocking. Arga walked in while looking down politely. "Master, the meeting room is ready." Her speech.

"All right." Hanska's answer was to put the file down. He got up from his seat, walked calmly out of the room.

The meeting began, a tense atmosphere encompassing the entire corner of the spacious room.

Hanska's face was currently in fashion, bullying. Anyone who sees it will feel depressed, just want to run away.

"Explain, how can there be a report like this." Press Hanska threw back a drop report from the company.

Although it did not affect anything, for Hanska, no matter how small the decline of the company, He considered it a failure, and Hanska hated it the most.

"Lemot, slow, why is your performance declining? Buy cerebrovi* there for brain supplements, let's not slow." Hanska said spicy, making the entire room can only gulp saliva with difficulty.

No one would dare to open his voice if the king of the jungle was speaking. Some of them just chose to keep their heads down, and some turned the files back in hand.

"I want, next month there's no more of this. The meeting's over." Hanska's words passed from the room.

Seen all employees who attended the meeting, exhaling a sigh of relief. Relieved to come out from the torment of Hanska's depressing aura.

Brakkk's.

I heard the door slammed. Deena jumped in shock.

"What are they, taking care of things like this is not so bad, it is slow all." Hanska said.

The man threw his body in his oversized chair, shrinking his nose.

"Dee.." Call Hanska.

Deena came up from the kitchen. "Yes kangmas." The answer.

"This is my shoulder massage." Show Hanska his right shoulder.

Deena nodded starting to massage the man. Hanska ate his pastry.

His eyes caught the oddity. The man looked at the side. "Why your hand?" He looked at Deena.

The girl stuttered. "Ti.not what mas." Deena answered.

His brows furrowed even more, as he looked at Deena's faint red cheeks forming five fingers.

"You're in a slap?" Hanska asked again, rising from his seat of greatness. He rubbed Deena's chin with his thumb and index finger.

The girl looked up to forcefully show her right cheek.

Hanska growling. "Who did it?" Ask the man to scream. Infuriated, Hanska who was still upset, added annoyed to see Deena's appearance like this.

"Sshh. aching mas." Ringis the girl when she felt her chin accidentally on Hanska's grip was strong.

The man let go of his hand, pushing Deena, making the girl sit on her chair.

Deena looked up into Hanska's eyes asking. "Why?" Ask the girl to prank.

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