
Mazaya is still wondering why he was suddenly in bed, while Arnold still firmly does not admit that it was actually the man who moved Mazaya's body last night.
“No way last night I walked alone, ‘kan?” mazaya muttered. The woman walked down the stairs while thinking hard.
That's when he runs into Dion who happens to be heading to Arnold's room.
“Very early in the morning here what do you want? Your master just woke up, are you going to tell him to work?” ask Mazaya.
Dion stopped his steps and glanced at Mazaya who was crossing with him on the stairs. It is really one person with two personalities that are inversely proportional. The original Mazaya would never greet Dion, would even escape upon meeting. However, Mazaya after the accident became a very chatty and concerned with people's affairs.
“Mr Arnold asked me to come, Madam. I'm here to drop off the files that you will learn about for a meeting with Mr. Romy later,” Dion replied without hesitation, although this is not actually Mazaya's business that has nothing to do with Arnold's work.
Mazaya rounded his eyes wide. Hearing Romy's name, it seems like a good opportunity for her to look for evidence of the man's affair with her best friend.
“Oh, yes.” The woman immediately ran into the kitchen to prepare Arnold's meal. He had to hurry to get away with Arnold.
While in the kitchen, Della had already prepared chicken porridge for Arnold. That made Mazaya upset and looked hatefully at Della.
“Why did you make breakfast?” mazaya asked with a dislike look.
“Sorry, Mistress. I deliberately cook so Mr. Arnold can eat breakfast immediately after waking up, and Madam does not need to cook,” replied Della with a smile full of falsehood.
“But today I want to make potato soup for my husband. It's better than chicken porridge. So you eat by yourself! Next time do not have to cook if my husband does not ask,” reply Mazaya with ketus.
Della lifted a tray containing a bowl of chicken porridge and also warm tea. He sticks to his plan to deliver the food to Arnold without caring about the cynical look and also the face of the gluttonous Mazaya.
“Did Mr Arnold tell Mrs to cook?”
Mazaya is quite intelligent, the recipe that she watched last night is now practiced and she easily remembers all the ingredients. In the next few minutes, he finished peeling and cleaned the vegetables that were now ready to cook.
She saw Della coming down from the second floor without bringing her food back. The woman walked leisurely with a fluffy smile. Then, he approached Mazaya and said, “It looks like the Madam will eat the cuisine herself!”
At that time, Mazaya felt sad, but the cooking must still be cooked, right? He would not show his sadness in front of the opponent as it would only make Della feel above the clouds.
“No problem. I can eat by myself. If my husband wants to, I'll bribe him. Honey, yes, he has paid you dearly as a waitress if you do not cook. You ate a blind paycheck his name!” mazaya's reply upset Della and left her.
“Did Arnold prefer Della's cooking over mine?” mazaya muttered.
She bit her lower lip feeling disappointed, but ended up cooking anyway.
After finishing his cooking, Mazaya brought the food upstairs. Even if Arnold had eaten, he could also eat his own food.
Mazaya opened the door with mixed feelings. However, when he entered with the results of his cooking, Arnold who was sitting on the sofa opposite Dion also got up and from sitting and approached him.
“You've been a long time anyway? I'm hungry!”
Who ate Della's food? Why does he look happy and feel like he won?
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