Special Maid For Om Duda
The Voice of Worms Demoing

I rubbed my palm against my face, it felt so calm after I complained to Robku. After tidying up the worship equipment, I chose to go down, my sense of tiredness was gone after I cleaned my body and complained to the Creator. Truly efficacious, God immediately lifted my fatigue and replaced with a sense of spirit.

I came back downstairs to start my job, at my real employer's house. I saw the door of my master's room was closed tightly, I don't know what he was doing might also be the same worship and rest as said before entering his room earlier.

As planned, I started cleaning the house from the kitchen. Before I went to war I breathed deeply many times. Look at the poorly maintained kitchen. I know his name is also my employer's male and he also works and may go home just rest, and also the absence of a housekeeper makes this house super dirty.

An hour had passed, and the hunger began to strike my stomach. I opened the refrigerator, in contrast to the dirty kitchen, the refrigerator was clean. The fridge has two one two doors and one four doors, but what do you want to know? Well, it's just cold water, I chuckle inside.

Ok, tonight I drink a lot of water until bloated. While looking for ideas to buy food, I continued to do other work, and my goal this time was the family room, and the living room. Maybe tonight I clean up three rooms, namely the kitchen that blends directly with the dining room, family room and lastly the living room. The room was only three but without feeling I was almost nine o'clock just finished.

"Loh Lid, what are you doing?" ask my new employer to come down the stairs. I was quite shocked by the heavy and hoarse voice. Ah, I can guess for sure my employer just woke up.

I raised my face to look towards Aarav standing up. Sure enough my guess from the looks of the man who bears the status of a widower was very disheveled and it was a sign that my employer was really just waking up.

"It's Old... Mas... I tidied up the room down first so that tomorrow is not too heavy, install tonight first, part of my work," I replied by pointing at a room that was a little tidy.

"Is there no tomorrow? Why do I have to do it now? You rest first must work at home Mamih cape, work not too hard, if you are sick you are also bothered," he said while taking water and gulping it with a big gulp.

Well, I admit that my employer is very nice and relaxed unlike the employer in soap operas who like fierce with shock and work that must be perfect. My employer is very relaxed. Not neat today yes there is still tomorrow. However, I who from childhood have been taught risk by Mother was not at home to see this luxurious house dirty and a lot of dust everywhere. Let alone in this house is my job in the designation to clean up and get paid anyway. I'm at home without paying for all the work I can do myself.

"I can't sleep yet Mas, so it's better to tidy up this room, and I'm also happy to clean up," I replied so that my employer did not ask again.

"Ok whatever, but remember my message. If it is not neat today there is still tomorrow, the important thing is rest and eat enough, let your body also contain, it looks good. If you're skinny later Mamih thought I wouldn't feed you." My employer reminded me of that and I smiled.

"Oh, yes Mas, when it comes to eating, in the refrigerator there is no food. Where do you want to shop?" I ventured to ask about the contents of the refrigerator, honestly my stomach got sore. Intentions want to ask to buy ready-to-eat food, but not delicious, which is now almost at midnight simbolan. If in the village at nine o'clock the shops have closed the streets of the village are already deserted.

"Oh about cooking ingredients and whatever it is, soap or household supplies you just write and send a message on this number later there will be an intervening." My employer gave me my phone number, and I took out a pen and paper to record it.

"For what?" ask my master when I take the paper, and the pen.

"Taking down that phone number," I replied innocently.

"Taro-taro, let me just send it to your phone number. Where's your phone number?"

I didn't mention my phone number right away, even though I knew my employer wouldn't be like, like. However, it is quite surprising when everything goes quickly. Even the mobile phone number is fast.

"It's not that Mas. I was remembering my phone number, "my dear, so as not to be caught if I was a little afraid of my employer all sorts of things.

"The cell phone number itself doesn't memorize," he said.

"Ah I have remembered. 0810101010," I answered by pretending to think hard several times.

"Are you sure this is your phone number?" ask my employer by pointing out a profile that only looks shot of a wide rice field camera and beautiful natural scenery.

I nodded with certainty. "Well that's my contact."

"Why isn't your face used as a profile picture?" ask my employer, and I want to complain. Don't keep asking questions, I also need to eat not just keep asking questions like journalists. But that's all I say in my mind. How dare I say that.

"For what? without being used as a profile photo also know what kind of contact owner's face," I replied casually. Well, indeed I am not the type of narcissist who briefly, briefly shot the camera and said ciisss. Then uploaded to social media. I'm more comfortable only the close ones know how I look. Although not a few who praise me beautiful, but dear beautiful has not been sold. That's what the neighbors always say. So beauty is not a sign that you will easily get a mate.

Kruyuukk... Kruyyyuukkk the worm in my stomach has really been protesting.

I saw my employer looking straight at me, which was a very close distance because I was cleaning the dining table with glass cleaning fluid, and my master was sitting in a chair that might not be 1 meter away.

"You hungry?" asked my master, from the tail of my eyes I saw that he was quite worried.

"In the refrigerator there is no stock of food that can be processed," I replied, honestly I was a little embarrassed.

"Oh my goodness Lydia, you can order with the online application. What do you want to eat? Let me buy you. Next time I don't want to hear a hungry stomach in my house. What people say I think I'm a bad boss again." It seems that Aarav is indeed good at domestic assistants. Are they all treated the same as this, or am I praying that I get this special treatment. Because I was the main play of the fake wedding game he was planning?

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