Prince Dusk
TAJIR Maid for YOUNG MASTER
🍂🍂 Part 41 🍂🍂
"Outtown? when?" darren asked when his secretary had just finished reading his work schedule today and tomorrow.
"Tomorrow, Sir. Wasn't this planned from a week ago?" ask back his secretary while looking at the Director who immediately leaned his limp body on his big chair.
"I forgot it seemed," replied Darren who was suddenly limp, then he asked the woman standing in front of him to come out of his room to continue the work.
His departure this time felt different for Darren, though, if in the past he did not care where and where he would do the meeting but somehow now it is just like there is making it hard to go when the word is only two days.
"I have to go home now" he said as he got up and grabbed his coat and car keys in a desk drawer.
Darren really rushed out of his study, he just left a pile of his work, no matter there were still some that he had to sign.
Arriving at the Pakiran, Darren got into his luxury car, his current goal is certainly to go home to the apartment even though he himself is confused about what, what to do, because usually he never prepared anything before leaving for the city or the country in business.
The busy road even smoothly makes the four-wheeled vehicle pull over on the side of the road to see the fruit on the wagon.
"Bang, one yes, one yes," Darren said.
"Yes, sir, please sit down" replied the merchant, giving him the plastk chair he had been sitting on.
"No need, Bang, thank you very much" he refused because it certainly won't take long.
And sure enough, approximately 5 minutes of his message and already and immediately he paid without receiving the money back.
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"Where is Minul??" muttered again who chose to look for a maid so make it to the room in the very back area.
Sure enough, the strange girl was sitting on the clothesline hugging her own knees.
"Nul, what are you?" asked Darren who was also sitting next to Shaquenna.
"Again the coffee, the hook really turned out to be yes," he replied as he turned his head and his heart melted when he saw Darren smile.
"Usually also rich baby children drink milk, why suddenly so mbag shaman?" ledek Darren's.
The return of the mother who has been three days now increasingly makes the two are not far away anymore, but they are no more than servants and employers, but they are more than servants and employers, but just like a friend who is sometimes interspersed with intimacy even though it is nothing more than a gaze.
"Your master has come home? What time is it?" shaquenna asked while looking at his ponmsel screen that Darren had given him some time ago.
"Yes, I went home spitty because you want to make sure you do it, Nuuuul," replied Darren while chuckling , the call of his assistant was really opium for himself who sometimes felt amused because his whole life just this time calling the name Minul.
"What route? Fruit?" shaquenna asked with a gaze that Darren liked very much.
''Is there another rujak?" ask back the man who somehow suddenly his cheeks are now similar to water guava, red blushing.
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Is it, sir, will it??"