The CEO's Beloved Caddy
A Little Compliment

"Basedar cocky! The most wealthy people, act arbitrarily as ordinary people." said Dara when he returned home.

So emotional with Ken's arrogant attitude, Dara spoke quite loudly and unconsciously the person he was talking about heard all his oaths.

One of Ken's eyebrows was raised, the hand that had just fed the cheese cassava into his mouth, and he wiped it with a tissue that was always available on the table.

"Ekhem! Hating the boss behind, can add to the punishment period!" exclaim Ken.

The young CEO was indeed deliberately insinuating and making his new assistant feel fear. Somehow pranking the girl who from the beginning met always makes trouble, brings its own pleasure to a Kendrick Mahanta.

Yes, Dara is like entertainment for the richest young man in the world.

Deg

Dara stopped her footsteps, 'Sial, why does she still hear me ugly?' his mind is upset.

"N-no, Sir. Maybe you heard wrong." said Dara while turning over, then bowed to give a sign of respect.

Although Dara herself was not sure if her boss had indeed heard her words, she still felt fear. The reason is that the service work for one month only for him is so bad, especially if the punishment period is added? When did his mother die in the sickly bed?

"Is that?"

Ken's two eagle eyes squinted, looking for a truth from the assistant's answer.

"Right, Sir. I didn't say anything." said Dara back stammering. Then his head bowed, because he did not want to be caught if he was lying.

One corner of Ken's lips lifted, seeing Dara's frightened expression was very pleasant for him. The straight-haired girl was even more adorable in a tense atmosphere.

Shortly afterwards Ken nodded in understanding, "Alright if it's like that, you can go back in." he concluded, shaking his hand, as if to throw Dara away.

Without looking at her master, Dara nodded and obeyed the order. Now he tried to refrain from complaining, before being away from the monster-like boss.

"Become!"

Just a few steps Dara drove, his name was again called by Ken. 'Hello, what else is this guy? Not tired what is mulu?' the guy who can't think positive anymore.

"Yes?" ask Dara.

Really this time the white girl has resigned, every time doing work there are still defects. Even this time in trying to make food according to the recipe commonly used Chef Mitha, the mainstay cook in the palace bath house.

But it seems Dara is destined to always be wrong in front of Ken. Even the usual menu that the young CEO ate was still wrong.

"Your homemade snacks…

Dara held her breath as her work was commented on, even her words were hung like that. He closed his eyes, fearing that he would be thrown away again like lunch.

"Lumayan. You can follow Chef Mitha's recipe, I'm quite impressed."

When the girl who was still holding a tray on her chest opened her eyes, she blinked several times to make sure that what she heard was not a hallucination.

"I-I mean Sir?"

"Yes, I mean the snacks are good. At least you can cook. The next time he finds Chef Mitha's recipe again, he'll write whatever I like."

Ken told while continuing to enjoy the fried tape balls, it was clear he was so greedy in eating snacks that afternoon.

A smile emanated from the corner of Dara's lips. After being severely blasphemed and humiliated, now the praise of Ken brings a little fresh air to him. Like walking in a barren field, the praise is like a refreshing glimmer of water.

"really?"

Dara's voice sounded so calm, there was no more fear and worry like when Ken was yelling and blaming for his work.

"But don't be happy just yet, this is just one job you're doing quite right. Hear it? Quite right, not quite right."

"Good, Sir. Is there anything needed anymore? Otherwise, I'll continue with my next job."

Ken just shook his head, then shook his hand telling the assistant to return home.

Yes, maybe it is his habit as a boss, boss and CEO. Such body language for him was very common.

But not for Dara, for the girl who was used to getting gentle and polite treatment, seeing such body language was truly an insult.

Indeed, he is just an amateur caddy who suddenly turned into a personal assistant because of a mistake, but that does not mean he deserves to be insulted and humiliated like that.

In order to maintain her honor as an employee, Dara could only sigh deeply and then nod obediently and turn around. He continued his plan to clean the upper room.

"It's really me, I have to meet an arrogant boss like him." grumbled the girl who still looks beautiful.

Yes, the beauty that Dara has is natural. So even though the makeup polish on her face that has faded eaten time, it is more attractive natural beauty.

The two brown irises stand out when they see the situation on the second floor is very spacious. "Huh? It's not wrong I have to clean the whole room here?"

Many times Dara stared at the note given by Adam, according to Dara's schedule had to clean the second floor containing a room and a special room for Mr. Ken. It's just that Dara didn't expect that the room would be that wide.

There are two doors of the same color, probably Ken's private room and workspace. Then there is the gym, then the lounge and there is also a balcony. Even there is also a small kitchen, maybe commonly used Ken if the nights need to go to the kitchen and lazy down.

"Where did I start?"

Dara monologues while circulating the view. A sense of surprise, confusion and awe mixed into one moment as well.

"Well, I'd better start with the room. Cock the arrogant again in the park" he said, picking a finger.

Immediately Dara stepped towards the room with a clean white door. Judging from the paint and decoration, Ken's house is actually quite simple but elegant and luxurious. It's classy and not tacky.

Clamps

Slowly Dara opened the door and popped her head into the still dark room. "What room is this cave anyway? It's so dark."

There is no stopping Dara ngedumel, the reason is that he is not willing to do such rodi work.

Already forcing yourself to get out of the comfort zone, which is to be a caddy, this is even trapped as an assistant and volunteer.

Areeeekkkkk!

Dara opened the curtains and windows that had been closed tightly. This brings exposure to light into the room that is quite large.

"Well, this is gonna be a seger."

Seeing enough stuff scattered, making Dara's hands itchy to immediately tidy up. When it comes to cleaning, Dara immediately forgets that what is being done is voluntary. In his brain there only wants to immediately juggle the place to be neat.

Very excited and busy, Dara until not aware if Ken went into the room. Ken decided to go to the room to change clothes, because the t-shirt he was in was going to spill yogurt earlier.

Just like Dara, Ken was too busy with his dirty t-shirt. Until he entered, he immediately took off the shirt and threw it into the basket of clothes at the end of the bed.

At the same time Dara rose from a bent position because he picked up the clothes scattered, until the shirt that Ken threw earlier hit Dara's face.

"Ish, who the hell is throwing these t-shirts so recklessly?" grutu Dara while taking the rough t-shirt.

At that time the two neutrals met with Ken's sharp eyes. But moments later, Dara's iris fails to focus on Ken's chest.

"Aaaaaa…. !!!!!"

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