The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants
CHAPTER 25#Graduation#9
“don't forget to tell that doctor to make sure all the medicines are for young master. It'll be troublesome if the hot night young master rises again. You and I both have no background on health right?” Dyana chuckles at herself imagining herself randomly giving Frans drugs. Boro-boro recovers her fear tomorrow morning.”.Don't make it!” muttered Dyana in heart. “why do I think strangely like this!” dyana thought in her heart and kept her job.
Soon the porridge made by Dyana was finished. And Dyana asked the waiter to deliver the porridge to Frans' room.
“ini, please deliver to Frans' room. If there's anything, let me know immediately. I'm in room.”Dyana said, handing the porridge to the servant.
The waiter took the porridge and headed straight for Frans' room. In the room, Frans is awake.
“Young master, this is slurry for young master.” The waiter put the porridge on a small table beside the bed.
“You just bring it back. I'm not having an appetite.” Friend Frans, kneading his nape.
“Master, earlier lady advised that you should eat even a little.” The servant still tried to persuade his young master to eat.
Frans saw the porridge that the servant had brought. With a little forced finally Frans took the porridge. “ I should have eaten this porridge. From the chatty Lady Aksena called Dyana back to come here.” Frans murmured in his heart.
“Good. Look carefully. I'm gonna eat this porridge. But I didn't promise I'd spend it. At least one or two bribes only.” Said Frans to the waiter.
“Good sir. No matter if someone goes into the stomach of the master this afternoon.”
Frans took the porridge with the tip of his spoon and then with a feeling of being forced to put the porridge into his mouth. And...
Frans was stunned for a moment. He seemed to feel awkward with the taste of the porridge.”I've never tasted porridge like this.” Frans thought in his heart.
“Ha..? done?” Frans unconsciously.
The waiter smiled at Frans when he unconsciously said that. “Uuu. He said only one or two bribes. This mah one plus two so twelve mouthfuls.” The servant's ejek in heart.
“Heeem.. heeem.. like I slept too much until my stomach became very hungry.” Frans. It was as if it was very important for him to clarify this to the servant. “Is this porridge still there?” Frans asked his servant with some embarrassment.
“Still young master.” Answer the waiter. “Do you want me to bring you again?” Ask the waiter.
“If you insist on bringing it again, I don't mind eating it.” Frans replied still trying to keep his prestige. He really did not expect that the porridge would be this delicious.
“baik sir. I will bring one more bowl to the master's room.”Said the waiter.
“No!! Bring me half a bowl.” Frans' orders.
“Good sir.” The waiter took an empty bowl in Frans' hand. But when the waiter would take the bowl out of Frans' hand, Frans held it in. Smiling Frans said, “Bring a little more than you brought earlier.”
Although the waiter was amused to see the behavior of his young master but he tried not to show any response. With a flat face the waiter simply nodded and left the room.
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