Prince Dusk

Prince Dusk
TAJIR Maid for YOUNG MASTER


🍂🍂 Part 15 🍂🍂


"Susu said?" mama's strangulation is not finished with the behavior of her son's maid.


"Yes, I drink milk in the morning, don't you think, sir?" shaquenna asked his master who was answered nodding his head.


"Minul doesn't eat rice, Mah. He just wants milk as fruit. So yesterday also Darren did not buy rice, just filled the refrigerator as a snack," said the son who again made his mother shocked.


"It's Menul's business if you don't eat rice, but that doesn't mean you don't eat!" the woman who gets more upset.


Shaquenna and Darren immediately looked at each other, they made the decision of course when Mama was not there or rather when Mama had not arrived, the mind of the employer of course he does not want to make rice in his apartment redundant if indeed the habit of the maid does not eat rice, considering he also does not like to eat at home. Darren already has his own Catering who takes care of his stomach from breakfast to dinner and it is usually sent directly to the office.


"Yes, you cook rice, Nul," said Darren, who made the maid so so that she jumped in shock.


Fucking me! kemaren aja rasa BATU's.


Shaquenna who was bathing was surprised again with a voice like lightning in broad daylight, what else if not snapped by the prospective mother-in-law.


"Menuuuuul-"


"Ah, yes, Madam. I cook rice first," replied Shaquenna who did not rush to the place where the rice container and rice cooker he actually spent the milk first.


"Ah, full," he muttered as he stroked his own stomach, he immediately misbehaved as two pairs of eyes stared at him at this moment.


Wherever possible, a maid has filled her stomach while her two employers have not drank a single drop of water.


"Darren bought breakfast outside, Mah."


"As far as you are, Mama wants to take a shower" answered the woman in all-felt fashion, resigned, irritated, upset, and hungry for sure.


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Exiting the Apartment Unit, both of them walked to the elevator to the parking lot, Shaquenna who walked behind Darren continued to fantasize while staring at the man's back, he could not imagine how comfortable and warm he would be if he hugged Darren from behind.


Arriving at the parking lot, precisely in Darren's car, Shaquenna again confused. But because he remembered that this time he was the Minul, Shaquenna opened the back door.


"Hey, am I your driver, huh?" asked Darren with a dislike expression.


"Sorry, sir," replied Shaquenna who looked down when her heart was now like a sea of flowers that were blooming.


In the car, he who put on the cute face of the temple only played his hand whose long nails were forgotten to be cut. All look neat and lentic if Darren only noticed her more observant.


"We buy rice just sit in my subscription place, yes" said Darren who is still focused on the road in front of him.


Shaquenna just nodded, he did not care because he was not tempted by rice if a glass of milk had entered his stomach. The car pulled over and Darren immediately turned off the engine of the vehicle in front of a store that looks quite crowded.


"Order there, buy three packs. To me, Mama and you," Darren said, handing over the money to the maid.


"Two yes, sir. For Mr and Mrs. I don't need to" rejected Shaquenna who felt full.


"Whatever," Darren replied.


Shaquenna got off Darren's luxury car with great pleasure while smiling an indistinct smile.


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Nagging often to Mak Lampir... Your rant brings blessings to prospective ghosts