The CEO's Beloved Caddy
Envy or Jealousy?

Gluey! 

Dara swallowed the salivary when it was so close to her master. The smell of Ken's masculine perfume is still clearly smelled, even though it has been carried on the move all day. 

Not to mention Ken's stocky muscles, his stomach like a torn bread, until Dara is anxious to taste pinch. 'Aish, this is the heart why participate in sports all si?' it's in the heart. Dara only realized that her heart rate was racing faster than usual when it was so close to Ken. 

"Do you like vanilla?" chirp Ken suddenly. 

Dara, who had just finished helping to remove the t-shirt, was forced to turn her head because she heard the question. "Your vanilla, very nice. So want to eat you."

The deg!

Sontak Dara resigned, "Ma-I mean Sir what?"

Seeing Dara who was like a fear even made Ken even more anxious. "It's wrong of you to wear vanilla perfume, right, so want to eat you. Uh, meaning to eat vanilla." said Ken teasingly. 

Dara frowned in wonder, it looks like Ken is contagious Doctor Kinan. Since when did the man who used to be cold and haughty suddenly become moody? 

Instead of being tempted, Dara became afraid. Not afraid of Ken's mischief, but afraid of his employer's sanity. Couldn't it be because of a juice allergy, changing the personality of that handsome CEO? 

Ah, it's impossible. Don't overthinking Dara, it could be that she's already turned into a lot softer. Wouldn't that be better? You will no longer be a victim of his wrath. 

"Sorry sir, this please use instead of your own" said Dara while offering a black tee shirt. 

Ken sighed, "I told you, didn't I? my energy still hasn't recovered, to wear a t-shirt is hard."

"Slow down, sir."

This time Dara was still trying to resist, because she did not want to get stuck like that. Moreover, his heart also became a victim of sports, just because it was so close to Ken. 

Not wanting to argue with Dara just the matter of the shirt, Ken finally tried to wear the object himself. He wondered why his body felt so weak, to raise his hand was difficult. 

Dara who saw Ken was quite troubled also felt unbearable. He removed all the doubts and fears that had stopped earlier, then grabbed the shirt that Ken was still holding. 

"If the body of the Master is left open for too long, then even the wind that exists. The longer it takes to heal." said Dara while helping to wear a t-shirt. 

Rhythm this time deliberately Dara accelerated, after all Dara also did not want to linger staring at Ken's hut so maco. Ah, don't think of the weird Dara. 

For his pants, Ken can try himself very slowly. Dara deliberately went for a while to put the dirty clothes on, so that Ken would not feel awkward. 

"Have, Sir? Now eat first yes, mumpung soup is still warm." said Dara while the edge of the bed. 

Dara took the bowl of soup earlier and was ready to feed Ken without hesitation. "Aaa.." she told Ken to open his mouth. 

Ken was stunned by Dara's treatment, the last time he ate was fed once when he was a child. Even his mother never had time to feed because she was so busy. 

Maybe that is also what makes Ken a cold and annoying figure. Worse yet insensitive. It was all because from childhood Ken was not so close to his mother, the first woman who would usually treat her son well. 

"Master. Let's open his mouth, I'll hunt this pegel down."

Dara's voice returned Ken from his daydream, he chuckled and immediately opened his mouth as Dara asked. 

Bribe after mouthful Ken could finally finish the soup made by Dara without rest. He himself felt strange, usually if he was not feeling well so, the appetite was lost. 

But this time even Ken finished the soup Dara gave him. Is it because it's Dara who's cooking, or because it's Dara's bribe? I don't know. 

"Now take the medicine, sir."

Miris. Dara's fate is so sad if thought, but sometimes there is wisdom behind every event. The proof is now Dara feels Ken changed little by little. 

Slowly but surely, Dara sees the other side of Ken. No longer a haughty man whose hobbies are angry indistinct. But there is a humanitarian side that Ken has and even makes Dara quite amazed. 

Geck! Geck! Geck! 

Just as Dara is done helping Ken to take the medicine, Adam suddenly comes to bring the care of Doctor Kinan. The two humans who were quite close then moved away and turned to the source of the sound. 

"Excuse me sir, Doctor Kinan forgot to give vitamins" said Adam, looking down in fear. 

The man in the all-black uniform felt bad for coming at such an inopportune time. He feels disturbing the moment of Ken and Dara being quite intense. 

Loh, why bother? What is Dara and Ken related to? Their relationship is no more between bosses and employees, right? 

"Please get Dara." Ken said, pointing to Adam with his chin. 

Ken's actions are enough to prove that Adam's presence is disturbing, the proof is that he does not allow the man who has devoted his entire life just to serve him. 

"Thank you very much, Mas Adam" said Dara with a smile. 

"Together, Neng. I'll excuse you." Adam did not lose to return a smile. "Let's Master." he continued, nodding impassively at Ken. 

But Ken didn't say, he just raised his hand. Even the look on Ken's face looks angry, even though it was fine before. Well, this one guy is hard to guess. 

"Close door!" tell Ken with his baritone voice. 

It seems that the soup made by Dara was enough to restore the condition of Ken, until now can say with a sharp as usual. 

"Close door?" reset Dara. He deliberately asked again for fear of mishearing and ultimately wrong work again. 

"Yes! You didn't hear?"

Just now Dara felt the positive side of Ken, only a few minutes have returned to his original character. Dara only sighed and did as her master had commanded. 

"So don't want to call me, Mom. But call Adam, Mom? Do I look older than Adam?"

Dara increasingly did not understand why Ken suddenly disputed his call to two men who were clearly different positions. 

"I'm sorry, what do you mean, sir?"

"You like Adam? So if you're talking to her so softly, and call me that?"

Dara nodded slowly. He rubbed his net many times, because suddenly his boss sulked unclear. 

"I command you not to call me 'Master' again, but 'Mas'. The call of Mas only applies to me, there can be no one else called Mas as well, including Adam." continued Ken still with his look lashed. 

"Keep what should I call?"

"Come, want Kang cake, want Mang cake, brother cake. The point is that Mas's call only applies to me."

The girl in white just nodded obediently, she still did not understand why suddenly her boss was envious like a child. 

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