Prince Dusk
TAJIR Maid for YOUNG MASTER

       🍂🍂 part 01 🍂🍂

"What crazy, you?!" Dew and SyahRaa immediately cried in disbelief when they heard what was said from Shaquuena just now.

The only princess of Dusk and the Prince had just told her of her grand plan towards the adult male who for approximately 5 months had been residing in her heart.

"Yes, the poke you have to help ShaSha, because ShaSha is completely infatuated with her," he replied with a chuckle, his facial expression was already hinting like an insane person.

Shaquuena danced while spinning around in the middle of his room that was so spacious typical of young Miss.

While the two cousins were just looking at each other in disbelief while shivering in horror at Shaquuena's behavior.

"Bad, really crazy him," whispered SyahRaa.

"Yes, he fell in love so much. How do I have a boyfriend of one, two, three, four, five, six, how many? seven what's nine anyway?" ask the dizzy Dew himself while counting with his fingers about the number of his lovers

SyahRaa who knows if Dewun is a female crocodile that has been trained directly from its temperature that Crocodile can only take a rough breath, but can only take a rough breath, he did not expect to have a female cousin whose behavior was all within normal limits.

"As much as you are, go crazy you two!" cetus SyahRaa's.

While Shaquuena does not care, he who was born with Mafia blood is certainly racking his brain to find a way how to get close to the man. He will use all means so that his love does not clap one hand. His tenacity was certainly decreased directly from his own father Prince Bramasta.

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Days have passed, but Shaquuena still with his intention to go to the man of his target directly to the apartment not far from his college.

During his luxury car, Shaquuena continued to focus on his surroundings that did not let the presence of the man was missed from the reach of the eye. Almost thirty minutes waiting, finally expected to come too, the man walked gallantly towards a car in the VVIP area. Shaquuena who does not want to miss this is certainly directly out of the iron train quickly.

With a hasty step he approached the target, not to forget he also put on a sad face to make it more convincing.

"Happy afternoon, sir," Shaquuena said as she stood by the man who turned her head as she felt that someone was talking to her.

"Yes, who is it and what is it?" his tan was confused, with an astonished expression, he looked at Shaquuena from head to toe without blinking.

Shabby t-shirt red oversize, knee-length pants with a right flip-flops red while the left blue certainly no one would have thought if he was the favorite grandson of Daddy Andra Bramasta.

"Sorry, Sir. I haven't eaten in a week. Can you give me a job? so my Master's maid wants to be fed three times a day" replied Shaquuena who was very deep in the role.

"Not eaten in a week?" asked the man confused in disbelief but he knew that it was just a mere mode.

"Yes,Master. A week has not eaten rice, but only eat bread with milk and fruit," he replied honestly because he always set his diet to remain ideal.

The more he did not understand the more the man's forehead frowned confused, but he did not care about it even though it clearly did not enter his mind.

A few minutes he was silent, finally the target opened his voice with an answer that Shaquuena had hoped for since.

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Well, you can be my maid..