The Mafia's Whore
#26: What's Your Name?
The butler and Ana head to the living room. The butler was at the front while Ana was tailing him from behind while carrying a tray and a cup of black coffee.
"It's sir."
The master who was greeted by the great master was named Alexander, the father of John Alexander Rondigus.
The stern-minded man folded back the newspaper in his hand, putting it on the table. He took a cup of white porcelain with a rose engraving, then sipped it.
One gulp he did not taste anymore and then put it. "Too sweet, I don't like."
"We will replace him, sir" said the butler. He gives Ana the code to take it and replace it.
After a while, Ana brought back a coffee, of course with porcelain cups of different colors and different flower carvings.
Mr. Alexander also sipped the black coffee, and his forehead grew wrinkled. "Too bitter."
Both of Ana's eyes rounded wide, he glanced at the butler whose face was instantly pias.
How'this? why doesn't it fit Ana's mind.
Ana is afraid that the master will punish her, then fire her. Mr. Alexander, the father of Jhonatan is notoriously cruel, the man does not like pleasantries. Even if it does, it will still be, and vice versa. His word cannot be disturbed.
"It's quick to change," said the butler. His forehead was getting wetter, like a torrential rain. Sometimes he gulped his hard-earned saliva. Only this time the Master came to the house of Jhonatan, his young master. Since marrying the Galdies, Alexander has never set foot in the house of his son. Because Mr. Alexander did not approve of Jhonatan's relationship with the Gladies.
Ana walked with a matted face, her lips pursed forward. He put the tray down violently.
"Did master Alexander refuse?" ask an Art. He approached Ana and saw that the drink in the cup was still intact, probably just tasting it.
"I don't know, it's sweet now bitter, whether I wear a dose of what else?" sumpul Ana.
Other waiters approached, in the kitchen around five waiters including the chef. The handsome man approached with a pias face.
"How's this? I'm afraid my cooking doesn't fit on his tongue, it can kill me" he said, squeezing a washcloth in his hand.
"Sir, but tumben yes, Mr Alexander here? don't you know anything about Bella's wedding?" guess a short-haired waitress. He put both his hands in his front pocket.
"It is impossible, even if Mr. Alexander knows, emm, you must have expelled Bella. You know, he said Mr. Alexander did not approve of Mr. Jhonatan's relationship with Mrs Gladies. Because Madam Gladies came from an incapable person," replied one of the other servants.
"Why are we gossiping? bye, we should continue to make dinner, and you Ana, quickly you prepare the coffee, you can be greedy by the master." asserted the chef. He turned on the spatula beside him. Since Jhonatan married Bella, all her work was transferred to Bella, but she was quite amazed, Bella's cooking was not inferior to him.
But he was quite sorry, Bella who was supposed to be a mistress, had to be a servant in her own house.
As for Bella, the woman turned her body, spinning in direction. He sat on Lesehan, bending his knees, beside the kitchen. His ears listened to all the words of the gossiping servant. His life became more complicated, eager to say and shout the name of Jhonatan before his father, but listening to the word poor, seemed futile. Of course his son will not be considered or even thrown away.
Bella looked up, she was tired enough to cry. These days his eyes are always hot.
pranks
Bella was surprised, she immediately stood up and hurriedly walked into the kitchen. Seeing Ningsih, Ana, Ani and the other servants bowed.
"What the fuck? can't you make coffee? all that doesn't feel right," the head servant circus. The third time he went straight into the kitchen and scolded everyone who was in the kitchen.
"Make it again, I don't want Mr. Alexander to be angry" said the butler.
Bella raised her eyebrows, then advanced on the bunch of servants.
"Let me, I'll try to make coffee for Mr. Alexander."
Bella did it carefully, she did the recipe as usual, the father's favorite with love. Coffee was ready, Bella brought a cup of coffee.
The butler looked directly at Bella, she was getting scared, Bella spoke up, but she was sure, Bella would not bring up who she was.
"It's sir."
Alexander, stop his finger playing his phone. He put the phone on a glass table, switched to a cup of coffee. Previously, he had given a warning to the butler, if the last coffee, does not fit on his tongue all servants must be changed. Here he is, Alexander, the man who can't be bothered.
Screws
The butler stared at the coffee that had been shaved, his throat felt dry. The warning was not only for him, but for him as well.
Mr. Alexander put the coffee back on the table. As for Bella, whose heart was shaky, she was very anxious. All the servants had their hopes on him.
No praise or rejection, Mr. Alexander just glanced at Bella's face and returned to playing his phone.
Huh
The butler breathed a sigh of relief, he survived and the others. He also gave Bella the code to leave Mr. Alexander.
"Master, I'm saying goodbye."
"Wait, what's your name?"
Bella's body immediately stiffened, her body trembling. He wished that the man in front of him did not know who he was.