
"Jenica, it's too much of you!"
Erlan forcibly pulled Jenica's arm after she doused Dinda with water in the bucket. This time, Jenica's actions were completely outrageous. As a result of the actions of the wife to make Dinda's body soaked.
"Let go of my hand Lan! I have to teach this maid a lesson so she doesn't want to be alone."
Jenica struggled to get her hands out of the firm grip of her husband's hand. But whatever the power, the power possessed by Erlan was too large, so what he did was just a waste.
"Stop Jen, don't overdo it like that. What Dinda did was not a fatal mistake. He didn't steal, he didn't damage the things in this apartment and he didn't commit any criminal acts so there's no need to get punished!"
Erlan was made anxious with Jenica's outrageous attitude in her eyes. What the wife does is very childish.
Jenica squeaks softly. Seeing Erlan's attitude that always defends his aides just makes it over thinking.
"Always like this, you always stand up for this unknown maid. Actually you are why Lan? Why do you always defend him? You like this maid?"
"Master, Miss, already. Don't worry about things like this!" For the umpteenth time, Dinda rubbed her face to remove the remnants of water that felt so sore about her eyes. "Miss Jenica, I'm sorry if what I did was a mistake. Next time, I won't sleep in an hour that's not the time to fall asleep Miss."
"Din, you don't need to be like that. If indeed you are sleepy, it does not matter if you fall asleep," said Erlan who he felt was in the right portion.
"Can't be so dong Mas. Dinda's a maid, she should have obeyed all the rules here. It can't be that way!" Jenica remained determined to give the argument she had.
"Jen, in this place I am the one who has the right to make the rules and there are no rules like what you say it is. There's nothing!"
"But Lan!"
"Stop Jen!" Erlan pulls Jenica's body to get out of the bathroom. "Din, clean your body immediately. You're afraid to catch a cold!"
Erlan and Jenica went to leave the bathroom. As for Dinda, the woman could only nod slowly. A second later, her tears slowly. I don't know what the woman felt after being doused by her employer.
Oh my God .. It turns out like this to work as a maid. May one day my situation change, Lord.
****
Capcay seafood with shrimp, served on the table. The smell meets the sense of smell. Make anyone who is nearby want to enjoy it immediately.
Jenica sat on one of the benches, facing directly against Erlan who was sitting across. His face is still moping as one of the signs that his heart and also his feelings are being filled with a very upset. To smile, he felt unable to do so.
"What are you Jen? Why are you just quiet like that? Eat, it's not good to let this food out for too long!"
Erlan took the rice and also the capcay that was already in session. He clucked slowly, because he was ignored by his wife. Usually if a husband will start a meal ritual, surely the wife who took rice and vegetables also side dishes. But this is exactly the opposite. Jenica just seemed to be ignoring me.
"I don't na*fsu eat. I'd better be in the room!"
Jenica moved out of her place. When he would swing his legs...
"Sit down Jen!" tell Erlan with sharp eyes.
"But I didn't na*fsu eat Lan. I want to be in the room!"
"I said sit down. You can still hear, right?"
Jenica's lips are tickling. She looked at her husband's face with a cynical and upset look. He felt that Erlan had never been sensitive to his mood. Finally, he chose to obey Erlan's will. Back he rested his ass on the dining chair.
"Respect Dinda's work. He's been cooking for us. Yes, we didn't eat it?"
This time Erlan's voice sounded much slower than before. He felt, his duties and obligations as a husband were getting bigger. He should be able to educate and also direct his wife to good things.
"It's not forcing Jen, but Mubadzir if the food that is already available is not touched at all. Do you understand what I mean?"
"You're such a fuss. I wonder, after there is a maid, why are you so not fun like this anyway? Not like I've ever known before. It's getting annoying."
Jenica grunted angrily at the attitude of the husband who always defended Dinda. It's always the feelings of others that he prioritizes. Open up his own wife's feelings.
As for Erlan, he could only shake his head, looking at his wife's slightly exaggerated attitude. However, he did not want to bother. He responded to this relaxed attitude of his wife. He decided to continue his dinner ritual. Erlan looked so greedy to enjoy the cuisine of this housekeeper.
Jenica filled her plate with rice and also capcay. With mala, he began to scoop the dish for then he put it into his oral cavity.
It was only a moment that the food landed on his sense of taste, all of a sudden...
Bueeehhhh...
Jenica spouted out the food she enjoyed and hurriedly sipped the water that was already available. This is what makes Erlan shocked half to death.
"What's up, Jen? Why are you spitting up that food?"
"Your taste in food is what Lan actually looks like? Food with a bad taste like this how can be your favorite food? This cuisine with cuisine sold in tegal stalls, much more delicious in tegal stalls. I really don't want to eat!"
"It doesn't matter how? Dinda's cooking is great. It feels right on my tongue!" erlan asked with a squeak on her forehead.
Not wanting to be forced again, Jenica just fell silent while crossing her arms in front of her chest. He was still in silent mode, staring at Erlan who was so greedy to eat Dinda's cooking.
"Mr...!!!!"
Jenica shouted loudly calling out the maid's name. He looked around to find Dinda's whereabouts, but she could not find where Dinda was.
"Jen, what do you want? You've been looking for trouble enough. Don't bother Dinda again!" erlan's orders. He felt that there would be another commotion between his wife and Dinda.
"Silent Lan. This time, you stay quiet. I must protest to your maid."
Dinda who was in the room to iron until he was struggling to bring his body closer to Jenica. He was determined not to look for problems anymore especially noisily with his own employer.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"What's up, what's up?" Jenica offered Dinda's cooking capcay. "Try to taste your cooking! Really screwed!"
Dinda lowered her head, feeling unwell. "Sorry Miss, if my cooking is not good. Next time I'll fix it again."
"You really don't work. You know that bad cuisine like this deserves to be served?"
Dinda was silent and did not give any response. As for Erlan, the man had already caught an unpleasant signal from the question posed by Dinda.
"Taste like this, it deserves to be thrown in front of the person who cooked it!"
Without appreciating the slightest of Dinda's hard work in making this dish, Jenica spilled capcay in front of the eyes of Dinda's eyes. Dinda who saw this incident can only bow down. Her tears began to trickle down due to work that was not appreciated by her employer.
"Jenica!!!!"
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