You Are Mine
Sir hans' orders 1
Fisya went into the room again and saw hans had changed clothes, he saw the handsome man wearing a long shirt and cotton pants increasingly make him more handsome
"Here" hans stuck out a small, white towel
What's the matter? Why did he give me this towel
Fissurely puzzled, he picked up the towel and stood behind the hans sitting on the sofa
"Why are you standing there?" Ask hans
What am I supposed to do with this little towel?
Does he want me to take another shower?
Fisya pensively behind hans confused what he would do with the towel in his hand
"Dry my hair!" Hans' orders pointed to his head
Drying hair? He can't dry it himself!
Slowly fisya put the towel on the head hans and massage his head gently, it feels very comfortable and soothing
"Where have you been?" Tanya hans while enjoying a gentle fissure massage
"Fisya was kedapur" he replied
"Just to the kitchen? Very slow you walk" teased hans looking at the pissed-off face of the mirror
Whatever you want to talk about!
"Already! Even doing trifles like this you can't"hans took a towel off his head
Fisya stood petrified looking at the hans standing in front of the mirror combing his hair, looking very handsome when he did not speak
"Come on" said hans walking through the fisya
"Come where?" Ask fisya who was confused about hans behavior
"Aren't you going to eat?" Hans stopped at the door and looked at the woman he thought was stupid in front of him
fast fisya running following hans with his facial experesion terjutu
"You're why" Hans hit his fist with his finger
Again hans walked leaving his own fissure of confusion
"Do you want me to carry?" The cruel lyrics hans saw the fisya
"Yes! Aye! Fisya there" fisya ran with a sullen face towards the hans
The two of them walked through the rows of doors on the wall and retraced one by one the stairs, noticing the hans from behind as if confused by the hans attitude to him today
Why this guy?
Sometimes she's gentle as an angel
Sometimes it's like the devil wants to take my life
Is he crazy!
"Mr Hans and miss Fisya dinner is ready" said Andre approached them on the sidelines of the last step of the stairs
"I know!" Cold answered hans died andre alone
I thought this guy was crazy!
"Fisya apologizes about Mr. Hans earlier" said fisya bowed to andre
"Miss fisya you don't have to apologize to me, it's common" andre bowed again
"Fisha! Hurry up here or you'll get in trouble tonight!"hans shouted waiting for his fissure in the dining room
"E..preferably fish first! Once again fisya apologized" fisya left andre and ran to the dining room
"For a long time" said Hans sitting on a chair folding his hands together
Fisya stood in front of the dining table with all the delicious dishes on it, saturated fisya facing a confusing hans attitude
Hans saw the petrified silent fisya clasping both his hands and lowered his head
"Who asked you to stand there? Sit down!" Hans' orders were firm toward the fissure
As if the wrong behavior of the fisya directly sitting in a chair that is far enough from the hans...
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