
🍂🍂 Part 43 🍂🍂
"My company out of town, yes" pinta Darren who out of nowhere he had the intention to invite the maid so the creation.
"Lu-out of town?" question ShaQuenna to be sure and answered with a definite nod without hesitation from Darren.
"Yes, I have another job out of town, I'm asking you to come along because---, because I'm worried about leaving you alone here, Nul." Darren spoke while rubbing his own nape because it felt very embarrassed to be honest like this.
"What's wrong?, I can be here by myself" replied ShaQuenna.
He did reject the employer's invitation even though it was an opportunity for him to be much closer to Darren. But, if he can choose of course he wants to be much more free to contact his family at any time as long as there is no master mama too. After all, it feels like there is no city that has been visited by Bramasta's princesses all this time.
"Are you seriously not coming with me?" ask Darren again.
And, the nod of the maid's head certainly made Darren disappointed this time around. He also repeated his question about his invitation just now but the answer is still the same, even though the man hopes his assistant is just a stale in his refusal.
"If there's anything, what? I don't have any tablets" asked Darren who was getting upset.
"There's this, sir." ShaQuenna immediately showed the phone bought by Darren, the flat object was never far from him according to the message from the employer.
"I know, but it feels different not like direct," he replied, which this time managed to make ShaQuenna confused not understand.
"Direct what?"
"Apah!" Darren gets up from his seat and leaves for the room leaving the Minul who calls him just because the fruit they have not finished yet.
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Darren, who's gone home, didn't even come out of his room until nightfall, the catering food that came had not been touched at all even though Minul had prepared it very neatly on the dining table.
"Look, he didn't even call me for dinner" Darren grumbled as he held onto his stomach, which was very hungry.
"Nul--, Minuuuuul--," call Darren as usual. He hasn't changed his calling or his tone until now.
"Where the hell is he?! Nul--- Minuuuuuuuuul--," cried Darren a little louder, even standing still clucking his waist.
The maid who heard the voice of her employer calling rushed down from her small bed, she tidied up again Laptop and her mobile phone, two luxury objects that must be hidden in a secret place, because no one can guarantee Darren or his mama don't go into the room when he's not around.
"Yes, Tuaaaaaan-," answered the maid no less shouting as well and only Minul could do so to her master.
"At what time?" asked Darren who was still annoyed by the rejection of the strange magical bin girl in front of him right now.
"Again-, get dressed, sir," he replied who must have lied, lest his now frowning employer know if he was watching his favorite movie, Ucul and Ucil..
"Sit down! I want to talk to you," Darren said as he pulled up his chair, after he sat down he continued to take the plate and prepare his own food, while the maid after sitting in front of the master just silently watched the handsome man in front of her who was now eating quite greedily.
Approximately 20 minutes at the same table without a word when he said Darren wanted to talk to know want to make Si Minul protest, he said, the hours of rest that he should have used to berghibah ria with the cousins as if struck unclear like this.
"Sir, what's wrong? anything to talk about?" asked Minul when Dareen had finished eating and shifted the dirty dishes.
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Tomorrow, I'm going to sleep....
Alaaaah. kang cardboard!!
Hence, marry! Let not mamam ndilian 🤣🤣