Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Because of Merry

Violin arrived home an hour later. Stalled city streets can only be passed patiently. Even when we are in a hurry, we must be patient. The distance from the office to the house is not too far away. Not half an hour if the road is smooth.

Spontaneously he got out of his car and darted into the house.

The first time that welcomed his sense of smell was the distinctive smokey smell of grilled meat.

Violin was lulled by the smell. It was fragrant, until his saliva almost dripped.

"Merry... " The typical shriek of Pamela's voice was spoiled from the direction of the pantry.

"Let's throw the food, aw.. watch out for the fall!"

The excitement of Pam who was horrified to see the cooking technique of Merry ala-ala chef reliable. Pan tossing (throwing) cooking on the pan to mix evenly.

"It's elongated or slender, Mer?!" Sofia raised the knife in her right hand and snaps it in her left.

"Like to be honest." Answer Merry while engrossed in plating the results of his cooking on an oval-shaped serving plate. Make sure it is neat and wipe the edges of the porcelain plate with a tishu.

Waw... Stupefied violin.

After a long time the kitchen is dead in style, Vio feels the air of life in this corner of his house.

The kitchen is a mess and he likes it.

On the dining table almost complete tempting dishes taste arranged with the concept of candle light dinner professionally typical five-star expensive restaurants.

Do not forget Merry put the candles on the table so that the romantic atmosphere dapet.

The expensive plates belonging to Vio who is only a cabinet cabinet guard tonight are lined up gracefully waiting to be touched by the owner.

Vio circulated his gaze, the tip of his index finger touching the corner of the living room table. Clean. Dust as in halau went away by Merry.

Gosh darn. Violin covered her mouth with her hands.

His house was made so alive, he even had a bad idea with his new assistant.

"Vi, bengong aja, anyway!? Take it to the dining table!" Pamela offers asparagus soup as a medium bowl.

Before Violin's hand received the bowl, Merry nimbly accepted it and placed it on the dining table.

"Voilaaa.. wel and, um." Pekik Merry, a cocky English-speaking voice because of the Javanese accent medok.

"Matur nuwun lho mbak Pam, mbak Sofia. My job is done." Merry said sincerely.

Pam flicked her hand, "it's okay, Mer..."

"Why does it help what exactly are ngerecokines?" Ask Violin to investigate.

"Eeehh, asked Merry dooong. The proof, I can help nge-grill meat so Mateng gini, nih." Show Pamela on the steak on the plate in front of her.

"Mbak Pam is great. Mataeng all." Merry gave her thumb.

"Yeah, great. Being told to cook a medium steak even kebablasan so well done." Cibir Sofia's.

"Dry and hard dong?" Violin stabbed her fork into the meat in Pam's grill. Because tenderloin meat can not be cooked until well done, or he will be dry and hard.

"Then, let me eat. Let's eat mbak, cold hunt." Merry shifted the debate. He took a match from his appron pocket, and lit candles on the table. Sofia set the light to be dimmer.

"Ck, dumped, Merr. There's still a lot of juicy meat." Said Pam while putting pieces of meat into her mouth with a bite.

"Darling mbak, buy it expensive." Merry chirped back into the kitchen.

"That Merry! Elo, make some food redundant." Omel Sofia's.

Pam and Vio no longer hear Sofia's Nagging. They really enjoyed their quality dinner tonight starting at the first feed.

"This is the best steak I've ever eaten." Murmured Vio with a mouth full of meat.

Pam and Sofi nodded in agreement.

"No idea, you guys can match Merry right away." Violin Whispers. He sipped his still warm asparagus soup.

He knows Pam is picky in terms of friendship, Sofia especially.

"It's wrong that I'm trying to do Merry." Pam wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"Eh, didn't you know that you were the one who got beat up by Merry?" Sofia cuts Pam's story.

"Seriously?" Violin glared in shock.

"Si Merry jago taekwondo." Sofia.

"Well, pantesan lo immediately keker. Haha..." Violin ngakak to the point that the glass in his hand almost spilled.

Pamela clucked in annoyance, "come home!"

"Ciee sprains..." Goda Sofia's.

Pamela moved from her seat. His chin raised haughtily, he slightly corrected the location of his bra, it felt a little deviated.

"Okay girls, unplug me first. I'm a big bitch."

"What hotel is it, Pam?" Investigate Sofia.

"Not far away, want to try a new one, whose view towards the beach."

Violin sneered, "where maybe the beach view has never been tried."

"This is shaayy's new style..." Whisper Pam while biting her lower lip, extra wink next door, flirtatious.

"Basic maniac!"

Violin throws Pam with a napkin. Pam giggles.

"MAYRRYYY... MY HOME. THANKS FOOD..." Shouted Pam.

"YU AR WELKOM MBAK, TEK KER!" Reply Merry from the direction of the kitchen is no less flattering.

"Yes, the Merry is so flexible." Sofia.

"His experience is much of him." Appoint Vio with his chin. His hands were busy tearing up the meat of the steak every so often.

"So we have to be careful."

Sofia's sentence made Violin aware of the purpose of his return to speeding on the road, it was indeed to confirm the validity of Merry. Why is he hypnotized by Merry using steak?

Vio rummaged through his bag looking for a cell phone. Although he believes Merry is a good person, but he feels the need to do this. Isn't today a lot of wandering demons in the form of angels?

Then a few minutes Vio spoke to the dealer. Sofia just silently watched, she did not move from her seat.

A moment later, coinciding with the death of Vio's phone, Merry approached his new employer with a green map.

Merry looks nice and fragrant. Maybe he finished cleaning up. Stelan dress yellow small flowers motif in Merry add sweet look. Violin to the amazement, this is what can be a household assistant, anyway? She's beautiful loh!

"Mbak Vio see opo to?" reproach Merry. He looked clumsy with Vio's gaze looking from top to bottom.

"Ehem..." Sofia. His feet under the table nudged Vio's knees.

"You're beautiful, Merr..." Praise Vio spontaneous.

Merry blushed, her big eyes twitching witfully.

"Many say I'm beautiful, baby my nadip is bad." Merry's words looked light without any burden. Words that should be said with sadness even sound funny if it comes out of Merry's mouth.

"Eh, even slack off." Merry patted his thigh, as if reminding his intent and purpose of meeting Violin.

"This is my files. It was complete in this map." he thrust the green map in front of Violin politely, slightly bowing with his left hand propping his right hand, typical of eastern cultural manners.

Violin read a glance of the paper before her. It's mangosteen.

"Merlina Safiti." Violin Gumam. It is as familiar as this name. Like I said it but forgot when and where.

Until Vio finished with his night cream and went to bed, he was still curious about the name of the housekeeper.

Slowly close your eyes and embrace the dream.

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