When Waking Up Arrives to Be the Wife of Young Master
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"Why can you marry me power"
"That's because....."
"Key, Maya "Unfinished Key continued his words, there was someone calling his name. They looked at the origin of the sound.
" Yes Bu. Kay said as she turned her head, it was Bu Sri who called her.
Madam approached them.
"Have you eaten yet?" Ask Ms. Sri. He stepped closer to them
"Not yet mom.." Answer key.
"Then let's eat"
They haven't had breakfast this morning. And when Maya wakes up the key instantly offers her a walk out in the morning.
Maya looks up at the key and key also looks back at her.
"Sir Key had to go to the office this morning, ma'am.."
This morning is Monday, Maya knows if today key has to go to the office.
"But you haven't eaten yet" Ms Sri stared at the key.
"Alright let's eat" Key directly pushed Maya's chair to the dinner shirt.
" So, you're very late. Is that okay?"
"Later. I'm really hungry anyway"
"Do you forbid me to eat?" Continue key.
"Ehh.no" Maya constricted her neck from feeling nervous.
"Buk...not so" Maya felt confused to answer what. He didn't mean to be like utu., he was just afraid that the person who was just about to get angry at the key.
"Then" Key stopped his wheelchair and looked at Maya from the side.
It made Maya very nervous. This was the second time their faces were so close.
"Emmm.ti.ti.no" Maya turned her head in another direction.
Key smiled at that. She knew Maya was ashamed to see it.
They've come to the table to eat. Key sat next to Maya's chair.
"Do you want to sit in this chair?" point the key to the chair at the dining table.
"No need. I'll just sit here." Maya doesn't want to move to another seat. He didn't want the key to carry him anymore and didn't want to make the key feel rowdy.
"All right" Key sat back in his place.
Bu Sri and the chefs prepared the meal on the table. Bu Sri helped the chefs to cook, because their serela was different. Bu Sri can not eat western food, he only likes local food.
"This is the purpose of the stuffed mother" Bu Sri asked Maya's plate to fill with food.
After filling the plate. Maya starts eating. His injured right hand made Maya not use it. The only way he could only use his left hand was still attached to the infusion needle.
When she started eating, Maya found it very difficult to use her left hand. Key who saw it took over Maya's plate.
Maya was very keen to see that.
"Open your mouth" Key pointed the spoon at Maya's mouth. Maya rounded her eyes.
"Ehh.no need sir. I can do it myself" Maya wanted to take the spoon out of key's hand, but the key dodged.
"Open your mouth" Keys once again told May to open her mouth.
"But..."
"You're so stubborn" Key caught Maya's mouth, so her mouth was open.
Key put the meal into his mouth. While Maya is still very shocked by what Key did to her.
Madam Sri who had been watching them from the kitchen smiled. He's increasingly convinced that key is the right person for Maya.
"What did you do?"
"You think" Key saw the key with a wrinkled eyebrow.
"But, it's not like that either" Maya lowered her head as she said so.
"What do you want to be like?"
"Yes.it.."
"Be quiet. Just eat. Do not protest a lot" key again feeds Maya and Maya needed as it was just resigned.
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"How's your investigation of my house's garden worker man?" Ask key to tama.
In the key room right now there are Bagas and Tama who want to discuss their investigation before all are delayed due to the accident.
"From the results I got the gardener was just a pawn. They told him to pass on the state information in the mansion back then. They also give the lure of a lot of money if the gardener tells them?" tama explained.
"So he's just a pawn and not a member of them?" ask key back.
"really. The gardener is just a commoner they pay for"
"Where is the gardener now?" Ask Bagas.
"He's at home right now"
"Why did you let him. What if he tells them again, if we're looking for him" Bagas immediately cuts Tama's words
"Eat him listen first. Don't play cut it" replied Tama with a ketus. How not Bagas cut off his words before he continued.
Heheh Bagas cengengesan heard it.
"Gue did leave it in his house at this time, but I kept a guard there. To report the activities of the gardener" Tama began to explain back.
"You're putting shadow guard?"
"Of course"
"Why not just plain?"
"Your boy is how" Tama gave Bagas a head.
" If we're overtly there he won't show you where he's going"
"oowwhhh.macem tu" Bagas began to mangosteen.
Key who listened to their talk was just a head bobble. The one friend blo'on, the one easy emotion. His head would be dizzy if he heard them fighting.
But Bagas has a loving nature in certain moments only. such as that time when the key ignited emotions facing Jacob.
"So, wherever he went" asked Key.
"That's it. The gardener. Not showing anything at this time"
"He just does his usual activities. Nothing suspicious at all" Tama continued back.
"Why looking for his trail is so hard like this" Bagas began to complain.
"Entahlah.Gue is trying as much as possible to look for it".
They were silent again with their own thoughts. They still find it very difficult to find the mastermind of all this.
"Oh yes key" Key turned to hear Bagas' voice.
"What?"
"Didn't you want to bring Maya to your contract?"
"Why indeed?" not his answer key instead asked back.
"There's no way you guys are staying at the headquarters. It was very dangerous for her" Bagas began to explain.
"What Bagas said. There's no way you're gonna let Maya live there. What else is currently Maya is still in recovery" Tama made the words Bagas.
Key began to weigh their words.
"Their words are true as well" Key said in his heart.
"You're right too. Later in the afternoon you guys help me to bring Maya to the mansion" Command key.
"Mansion?"
The mansion?"
Kata Tama and Bagas.
"yes.why?"
"No..." Ucapa Tama's.
"Usually you don't want to go there if it's not important" Bagas said.
"gue wants to live there again now. What else Maya still needs treatment. If I take care of him in the apartment it's too small and nobody's there" Key said.
"Alright.We will help you later" said Bagas.
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