The Heart You Injured
Chapter 41. Fainted

"It's still strong, isn't it Din?"

Without feeling a bit sinful, Jenica threw a question to Dinda who currently seems to be struggling to carry groceries. In the hands of a new domestic assistant a day to undergo his work it appears dozens of paper bags that are none other than items that will be used as handouts. He looks so troubled. But as much as possible, Dinda smiled sweetly.

"L-yes, miss, I'm still strong."

"It's good that that's it. As a maid, your physique must be strong. Because every day you have to fight me with jobs like this."

"Yes Miss."

Jenica stopped her footsteps when she arrived in front of a food court in the mall. For a moment, he stared fixedly at this food court and he smiled knot.

"You wait here for a minute, Din. I want to buy something first. I'm not long."

Dinda nodded her head. "Well, Miss, I'll wait here."

Jenica entered the food court. While Dinda put her luggage to relieve the pain in her wrist. It seems that shopping with a nominal fifty million more is enough to make it so overwhelmed.

Dinda looked at Jenica from a distance. He smiled because it turned out that his prospective employer was of noble heart. Buy him drinks or food. Very fitting. Because at this time his stomach feels so rumbling and his throat feels dry.

Although a little judes, but apparently non Jenica noble heart. He knew that I was hungry and thirsty. Since this morning my stomach has not been filled.

"Din, let's go on. We're just gonna go get skincare, and then we go home."

Srruupppp .. aaahhhh...

"Wisdom this grape juice. It's top grape juice there."

Dinda could only gawk at the master who was so enjoying a cup of grape juice in his hand. Even Dinda to join in swallowing his saliva as if asserting that he also felt the pleasure of grape juice even though it was only a mere wishful thinking.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why is it so stupefied?"

Jenica patted Dinda on the shoulder, which instantly roused the housekeeper from her daydream. His eyes grazed and began to grab his consciousness.

"Eh .. Yes Miss, what is it?"

Jenica laughed softly. "You are why you are dumb. Let's go on again. Find skincare after that go home. You're still strong, right?"

Inevitably Dinda nodded her head even though it felt like the stomach was very hungry and thirsty. "Yes Miss, I'm still strong."

Jenica again waving feet to enter one of the famous skincare outlets in this mall. A cynical smile was also imprinted on the lips of the woman.

Feel you Din. Let's just say this is an overflow of my resentment for wearing the clothes of my late mother-in-law. I was never allowed by Erlan to wear it. Uh, you're an outsider and only a maid can step over me. Really don't know yourself.

Dinda who walked behind Jenica's back could only curse in the heart. Though so far Dinda is not a person who often curse, but for women the behavior of the employer is really outrageous.

Nyesel I had time to praise non Jenica noble heart. She was no more like a queen. Tega starved and thirsted his workers. Oh Allah ... how many hours will this shopping procession end? May I be strong to get home.

Dinda walked gontai while looking at her footsteps. So hungry and thirsty, that he was not strong enough to hold his head up. Coupled with his hands that felt achy as if adding to the burden of his suffering.

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The online motorcycle taxi Dinda was carrying arrived in front of Erlan's apartment. After being disappointed by Jenica for being left hungry and thirsty, the housekeeper was also re-created by the attitude of her employer. Midway, Dinda was taken down and asked to return to the apartment using an online motorcycle taxi.

"The total is fifteen thousand Mbak" the driver told Dinda after the woman returned the helmet she was wearing.

Dinda smiled clumsily as she scratched the end of her non-itchy nose. "Mas, I went up for a while huh to take the money. I didn't bring any money."

"Craud? Tricked how Mas?"

"Bak this is just a mode, right? Mode to find a geratic ride?" guess this online motorcycle driver.

"Eh not at all Mas, I am not cheating and not looking for a geratis ride. I live in this apartment Mas, and my money is there," said Dinda trying to convince the driver ojek.

"Cckkckkkkk .. if you want to cheat it think first Ma'am. Yes, there are residents of luxury apartments and elites like this but absolutely no money? Only fifteen thousand loh Ma'am," denied the driver ojek do not believe if Dinda lives in this apartment.

"I told you Mas, my money is on top, I take it first and Mas-nya wait here for a moment."

"Aahhh, I don't trust Ma'am. It's better now that Ma'am is paying straight away than I'm reporting to the police for not paying the fare. Come on, Mom, pay. I'm in the hunt for this weekly night!" urge the driver while raising the palm of the hand, asking for the fare of the motorcycle.

"Mas, I'll take the above first. My wallet I didn't bring."

"No, ma'am, just now. Where's money?"

While two people who were in a car that happened to be entering the apartment area were seen looking at each other. They were astonished when from inside the car saw an online motorcycle taxi driver was in a row with his passengers.

"Well, Dinda?" erlan lirih.

Although shrill but still heard in Joni's ears. Erlan's personal assistant frowned. "The hubby? Dinda who's Lan? You familiar?"

"She's the new housekeeping assistant surrogate Mbok Surti Jon. How did he fight with the driver? What's wrong with him?"

"Well, how do I know, Lan. I don't have a sixth sense, so I don't know" joni told the rest.

Erlan was just pissed off. His assistant could be joking. "You're kidding. Wait a minute, I'm going down first. What happened to Dinda to get into an argument with the driver of the online motorcycle taxi?"

Without further ado, Erlan removed the safety belt and rushed out of the car. He approached Dinda and the driver.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, what's going on?" shouted Erlan with a stern face.

Dinda looked towards the source of the voice. "Mr Erlan?"

"What's up? Why are you fighting with this online motorcycle driver?"

This ojek driver also linked his gaze towards Erlan. "You're Mommy's husband huh? Eh Mas, next time do not stay with his wife on the roadside dong. Where no more money." This online motorcycle driver stared fixedly at Erlan's face and smiled cynically. "Formally dressed, wearing a suit, wearing pantofel shoes, uh but not giving money to the wife. Shame on me, same clothes you are!"

Erlan and Dinda were both stunned. From the look on their faces, they showed a question mark.

"Eh, what do you mean? Who is my wife? Don't just talk to you!" erlan gave a warning.

"Well, is that true what I said? You are the husband of dzolim Mas, the time does not give money to the wife and drop it on the side of the road. Men are irresponsible!"

Erlan opened her mouth. Intended to chimed in the speech of the driver of this online motorcycle taxi. However, he was just about to make a sudden noise....

"Loh, look, look!"

Hap!!!

"She!"

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