Prince Dusk
TAJIR Maid for YOUNG MASTER

       🍂🍂 Part 02 🍂🍂

"Well, you can be my maid" said the tall, handsome man, his sharp eyes set on making Shaquuena fall in love and mad.

"Thank you, Mister. Thank you so much, I'm so happy to be working at your place."

While diving to drink water, ShaSha grabbed the hands of the man she wanted to kiss, but not a polite and reverent kiss.

"Hey, what the hell are you!" so surprised the man to raise the tone of voice but ShaSha does not care about it because the most important thing he can be with the idol of the heart.

"Sorry, Sir. Come Mr. We to your Apartment Unit," invited ShaSha who had passed enthusiastically until again and again he pulled the hand of his employer.

"Not now!"

Shaquuena who heard this immediately stopped, he who was walking first immediately turned his body.

"I have a meeting today, you can come again tomorrow morning, Ok," clearly, while reaching for the wallet in the pocket of pants and then took out a sheet of money which was then given to the girl in front of him.

"Take this, it's good to buy rice, isn't it?" connect again with a small laugh. He leaves the disappointed Shaquuena alone.

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The job application stage is in order, now is the time for the young Miss Bramasta to return home by using a luxury car birthday gift a few months ago from the Papa.

"It's so weird! wear a padlock like this he wants to talk to me, but the beautiful and beautiful parts of the full-fledged jaim already rich polar bear that is difficult to touch," he was upset.

Their first meeting took place when Shaquuena came on one occasion, namely the inauguration of Daren as President Director of the company with his father, Prince RaviAndra Bramasta. At that time they had the opportunity to get acquainted, of course, became their respective identities, including Shaquuena who was introduced as a young Miss who had a lot of blood from conglomerate families, namely Biantara, Bramasta and Rahardian Wijaya. Sometimes, there are some men who end up regressing regularly when they know who and what the girl's background is.

Until the second and third meetings all went normally greetings and a little talk. But, slowly the closeness was lost for whatever reason until Shaquuena found the ridiculous idea.

And not ShaQuuena RanJa BiantaRahardian Bramasta his name if he can not conquer what he wants.

When he got home, he forgot something. Especially if it's not her out of the ordinary look. ShaSha is fashionable and always looks beautiful even though not full of make-up is now just another sandalnya color left and right.

The maidservants who were welcoming at the main door alone were astonished by what had happened to their young Miss this time, if not get off the red sports car that belongs to Shaquuena maybe he has been in the field since the beginning at the gate.

"Where are Mom and Dad? not home?" ask Shasha.

"Be-yet, Miss. There was only the big master in the rear gazebo," replied one of the maids.

Shaquuena who did not answer again directly to the place that was told just now.

He ran small to the backyard to meet his beloved Daddy, that's what he used to do because he was single from two generations.

"Daddy---, Mbul came home," he cried when it was close, but not a hug that was obtained, Mr. Andra Bramasta actually ran no less shouting as well.

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Toloooong.there are ALIENS.