Why Should I Pariban?!
I'm Not a Servant

If only he did not remember that the man was his daughter, right now Sean must have punched the man's nose, it would not matter if they were finally hit and Dean would have lost, he said, the important thing is that Dean managed to slap and punch the man's face is enough for him no matter if the reply Dean's face is also more bruised, however the man's power must be stronger, right?

Once again Dean thought about finishing his job, he thought of himself as a babysitter looking after sick singles.

Roughly and arrogantly Sea showed his room. Without waiting for a long time she dragged her steps leaving the man towards the door shown to her.

Dean closed the door slowly. He knew as he stepped towards the room, the man's gaze was attached to his back. He did not want to give satisfaction to Hasea by throwing down the door of his room, because it signified that he was angry and did not accept.

The man must know that he does not care if he is angry or swearing at him, for Dean the man named Hasea is a visible man.

As soon as the door was locked and Dean's back was stuck on the door leaf, his body slumped down and the girl bent her legs and buried her face at the top of her hanky. His heart ached, however hard he tried, Sea's words were painful, especially when he revealed to a woman.

Sean has no heart, so easily he accuses Dean of being a hypocritical woman who likes many men who approach him.

Dean took the time to calm his heart and mind. She satisfied herself to cry, at least the walls of her room could be a hindrance from the man's cynical eyes to her.

He once told Rini about Sea's arrogant attitude to him and now after this incident he weighed what his best friend said there might be a point if Sea considers it one eye because it comes from a family that penniless.

He had also said that everything he did was for the sake of his mother because he loved Namboru Uli so much, but why did he sacrifice Dean? He should have known that he did not accept this match, so do not keep the resentment in his heart and vent to Dean.

A shower may be one way to cool your head. His eyes were swollen and he did need fresh water to water his body so that he could be fresher in the face of the monsters outside the room.

After finishing the bath and applying a little powder on his face, Dean came out of the room.

"I thought you were dead in that room! Do you think you're here on a picnic? Vacation, so? Didn't I tell you to make food? I'm hungry! You're here to take care of me, aren't you? Don't you make my mama's money in vain to buy you a ticket" hardik Sea greeted Dean who had just walked out of the room.

Dean did not answer just shaking his head and rolling his eyes. I really don't believe that a creature like the Sea exists on this earth. As Desta picked up a drink from the refrigerator, Dean looked at the direction of the man's path and guessed the direction of the kitchen.

Without looking at the crashing Sea on the sofa, Dean flashed towards the kitchen checking what contents of the refrigerator could be processed to clog the man's mouth so as not to squawk anymore.

An hour into the kitchen, Dean deftly produced three types of dishes that he could create in a short time. The aroma of delicious cuisine makes Sea's stomach hungry.

Hasea really misses Melody very much, even though she never cooks or wants to pay attention to Hasea's needs, however, the man's heart is only for the girl because she knows how to satisfy Hasea.

The food was on the dinner table and Dean thought the job was done. He has the right to go back to his room. He did not taste the slightest taste to enjoy dinner even though his stomach was empty.

Dean was hungry but preferred not to have a conversation with Hasea that night.

"Where are you going? Where's food?" asked Sea who saw Dean passing by, immediately got up and sat down.

"I'm not your servant, if you're hungry go to the kitchen!" the answer was half-snaps. "That's all I've prepared at the dinner table, you just take your body, sit down, open your mouth and put all that food in so that your stomach is full and does not babble anymore," continued Dean bravely. He would not want to be bullied again even if the man's words were as sharp as razor that scratched his heart.

Sea's mouth gawked, he didn't expect Dean would dare to answer him like that. At this time the girl lives with him. They were just the two of them, he thought he would be scared. If the girl had dared to oppose him because he was in his house, in his place of power, but this time it was different, this was his house, the power of the absolute Sea and he still still dared to fight.

Until Dean went into his room Sea's mouth was still gawking, only after the slash of the door leaf so hard to make Sea realize, he stroked his chest in shock.

"Basic barbarian woman! Indeed, my friends say, Batak girls are indeed sangar," he said in his heart immediately ran towards the kitchen because his stomach was very hungry.

There was no offense in Sea's heart hearing Dean's curse earlier. He really just carried his body sitting at the dining table and enjoying the food.

All the menus are left unnoticed. Although reluctant, he admitted that Dean's cooking was very delicious, he missed this cuisine like the cuisine his mother had made.

His stomach was already full there was no desire to keep his plate, he waltzed out of the kitchen and towards his study after eating.

It felt like his body already had strength and maybe tomorrow he could already get into work.

"It turns out there's a point in coming here, too" she smiled as she crossed the girl's room.

Hasea woke up with a noise that she heard from the kitchen, again the smell of food that was so delicious to burst into her nose made her eager to get out of bed. That night his sleep was very good, his body already felt fit this morning. He stepped out of the room, usually he would enter the bathroom but, this time he was looking for the source of the fragrance that was guessed to come from the kitchen.

Sea stood on the kitchen doorstep, watching the serious-looking Dean in front of the frying pan. The girl was wearing shorts and a white T-shirt with hair that was just plastered upwards. A sight that he very rarely saw yet, for some reason his eyes were so enjoying the scene that was before him at the moment.