
At five in the morning, Lara finally woke up from her long sleep. His two eyelids that had just opened flickered were observing the room he was currently occupying.
"Whose room is this, why am I here?" Lara Mumbled. His gaze also circulated looking for a clue until finally his gaze fell on a sleeping figure curled up on the sofa.
"Mr Edgar!" Mumbled Lara with both eyelids perfectly open. The drowsiness that he still felt earlier was finally gone completely. "Am I in Mr. Edgar's room right now?" Said Lara later with a face changing pias. He still clearly remembered the shape of the room he occupied last night and obviously the room he was occupying right now was not his room.
Slowly but surely, Lara came down from the bed. He stepped slowly towards the door to get out of the room. Lara breathed a sigh of relief after being outside the room.
"Thank God it wasn't Mr. Edgar who woke up first. He could be furious if he woke up to see me occupying his bed." Lara rubbed her chest. Lara began to think how she could be in Edgar's room because as she remembered last night she was still in Edgar's car and did not know what happened after.
Lara also shooed away the questions lodged in her mind by thinking of something else. "What am I supposed to do this morning? Cooking is definitely not. Did I just clean this apartment?" Ask Lara. At least he still felt self-conscious if he had to help work in Edgar's apartment considering his current status and Edgar had given a comfortable place to live for him.
"Alright, I'll just clean the apartment. For breakfast, may Mr. Edgar be kind enough to buy me another breakfast." Lara then broke up. Before cleaning and cleaning Edgar's apartment, Lara chose to wash her face and brush her teeth first in the guest room that was occupied by him yesterday.
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Not long after Lara woke up from her sleep, Edgar was also awake. He looked towards the bed where Lara was no longer there. Realizing that his wife had left the room, Edgar immediately got up from his bed.
"I have to see what he did this morning before he made a mess like yesterday." Edgar Mumbled.
"Sir Edgar, are you awake?" Lara tried to smile when she looked at Edgar's face even though she was afraid she would be scolded again by the man.
Edgar did not answer. "What are you doing?" Ask back.
"Here, I'm sorting out, sir. Sorry this is all I can help you with and please don't get mad at me." Lara said with a trembling voice holding back fear.
Edgar's forehead shriveled in hearing Lara's words. Who would want to scold Lara after she helped clean and clean her apartment this early in the morning.
"Continue work. I'll make us breakfast." Edgar.
Both of Lara's eyelids flickered at Edgar's words. "Make breakfast for us? Are you good at cooking?" Ask Lara.
"Questions that don't have to be answered. If I'm not good at cooking then why would I want to make breakfast for us?" Ask Edgar flat. And without waiting for an answer from Lara, Edgar just stepped towards the kitchen.
"Mr Edgar, he's so good at making breakfast for me. Can I take it as a replacement for dad because when you were there you liked to make breakfast for me." Lara Mumbled.
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