Prince Dusk
TAJIR Maid for YOUNG MASTER
🍂🍂 Part 16 🍂🍂
"Did he say that?! I don't like rice, enough fruit and milk. Is this my stomach?" Mama who was in the bathroom kept raving about the maid so be it her son.
Mama's really inexhaustible, Darren got Minul out of nowhere, mana foundation, Mama who knows if Darren is a person who is quite choosy in everything does not think that his son was originally hiring foreigners in his Apartment Unit which is rarely known.
Mama who had taken a shower, came straight out of the room and it coincided with her data Darren and Shaquenna.
"Come, Mah. Breakfast first," Darren took as he walked towards the kitchen.
Shaquenna who followed from behind instantly prepared two dishes complete with cutlery.
"Master, can I make you some tea?" ask Shaquenna.
"Yes, without sugar," replied Darren who was asserted by the maid so the incumbent who considers this is training towards halal.
"Aren't you my name?" ask a mother who doesn't like to be ignored.
"Oh yes, forgot. What do you want, madam?" ask Shaquenna lazy.
"White water" answered Mama.
"It's on the table, just take it, Nyah."
"Hey-you!!"
Darren who was hungry certainly immediately rubbed the arm of the owner of heaven, he did not want his mother until convulsing because he continued to argue with his new maid. Apartment units that are usually peaceful, peaceful and quiet are now like the morning market, there is just a shout in with a handsome man whose body just feels lightened.
"Si Menul, Dareen!"
"Yes, Mah. Minul yes, Mah. Mama do not change her name again, later Darren asked to make white and red porridge," he said who fortunately had patient stock.
The mother and son ate voraciously, emotions turned out to make both of them hungry and spent the rice sitting that Darren had bought just now.
"Well, I take a shower, it's noon, I want to be ready to go to the office" Darren said after putting a spoon and fork on a dirty plate.
"Yes, Son. But you are better. It's okay, there's no need to work if you're still not feeling well" said the worried mother.
"Udah is good. Easy, later if I get dizzy again I go home yes," replied Darren who woke up from sitting and rushed into his room to clean himself.
Finished with the bathing ritual that was not long, Darren hunted to wear his suit stelan that he had prepared first. He was so handsome, though not as fresh as usual.
Chequelek
Darren who came out of the room immediately looked for the figure of the Mama to leave for work, he who does not have much time must be ready to pass the usual traffic drama that occurs in the capital city in the morning and evening.
"Be careful on the road, son. Call Mama when you get to the office" the middle-aged woman ordered while tidying up Darren's clothes and tie standing in front of her.
"Yes, Mama too."
"Duh, I don't know, son. The power of Mama's tension rises steadily if it is difficult to deal with the Menul," his brother who put on a sad face.
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Patience, Mah. The sane Pokonya must give up