Young Master's Personal Helper
Chapter 19: eating together

At the dining table, Nayla stood not far from Young Master Vinlo. His eyes glanced at the movement of Vinlo who was taking the dishes beside him.

"Can I ask you about satay? I wonder, why did the young master buy satay?" nayla's mind.

Vinlo who felt noticed immediately raised his gaze. His eyes looked at Nayla's glare.

"What's Nayla?" ask Vinlo.

Nayla was convinced to hear Vinlo ask her. Nayla quickly gave an answer while shaking her head.

"There is no young master" he replied.

Vinlo stared confused, he put the fork and spoon that were already in the hand. "Just tell me what makes you so nervous, Nayla." Vinlo changed his seat to face his personal servant.

Looking at the Young Master waiting for his explanation, Nayla chose to come a little closer.

Vinlo saw Nayla approaching with a doubtful look, making him smile. "What is he afraid of? I won't eat it." thought Vinlo.

Arriving near Vinlo, Nayla lowered her head to avoid the gaze of her Young Master. "Sorry before, young master .. this satay, is it for dinner?" Nayla asked with a plain face staring at the marble.

Vinlo immediately looked to the side. He smiled with his hands covering his mouth. "Finally," muttered Vinlo in a very slow voice.

Nayla is unaware of what happened to her Young Master. He was still focused on staring at the clean-looking marble as it was often cleaned by him.

"Ehem, okay ...," Vinlo returned with his previous state. He looked towards the dining table not to look at Nayla which made him even more uneasy. "Yes, as you said, I bought this satay for dinner. Now look, you make dinner by forgetting what I told you, ", Vinlo continued.

Nayla was silent, she felt guilty about what happened tonight. Actually, he wanted to thank Vinlo for treating the wound on his knee. However, who would have guessed even like this would happen.

"Sorry young master." Nayla lowered her head even more as she heard what Vinlo said.

Seeing Nayla feeling more guilty, Vinlo shifted the chair on her right. "Sit here, Nayla" said Vinlo.

With a slight lift of her head, Nayla saw the seat on her front being shifted. "U-for what, young master?" Nayla stared confused at what was in front of her.

"Because you feel guilty about what happened. I want you to be responsible for all of that, '" Vinlo pointed to the chair to his right. "Sit here to accompany me to dinner. Then, you're gonna help me finish this dinner." Further.

Nayla immediately shook her head, "young master, Nayla is not allowed to sit there...,"

"Who said you weren't allowed to sit here. Nayla, I am your master, not my mother!" Vinlo looked at Nayla with a serious look, he cut off the words of his maid who wanted to refuse.

"Sit down here!" vinlo said back in his original sitting position. He stared at the dish in front of him.

Looking at the displeased-looking Young Master, Nayla slowly approached and sat down on Vinlo's right seat.

"I don't want him to be mad at me." Nayla thought.

Vinlo glanced silently at the confused Nayla. "I can't bear to scold him." thought Vinlo.

"Here, eat. Help me finish this satay." Vinlo slid the plate containing a packet of satay.

Looking at the plate before her eyes, Nayla raised her head and looked at Vinlo who had eaten his dinner.

"Is the young master pampering, ah I mean, kidding?" nayla's mind. He stared in disbelief at what was happening right now.

"Why? Eat up!" Vinlo gave Nayla a skewer.

Nayla nervously took the given satay. Seeing her Young Master telling her to eat, Nayla also ate the satay in her hand.

Both had dinner in different moods. For Nayla, dinner this time gives the impression of confusion. As for Vinlo, he felt happy to be able to have dinner together with his maid.

"I hope it will always be closer to him" Vinlo thought.

...-*-...

Last night Nayla thought about what had happened. Her Young Master was a little different, even so Nayla felt happy because of the unexpected closeness

.

"Today, young master asked me to make an omlet." Nayla serves dishes that are ready to eat.

In his memory, Nayla thought about what happened last night.

"Nay, make me omlet tomorrow. I like it so much." said Vinlo.

Nayla looked towards the Young Master who wanted to climb the stairs. "Hm, Nayla will make omlets for young master."

Vinlo nodded, he went back up the stairs to rest.

"It is not usual for young masters to choose breakfast. It looks like omlet is the young master's favorite." murmured Nayla.

The sound of shoes walking down the stairs could be heard in the ears. Nayla quickly took steps to be there.

Arriving in the living room, Nayla sees Vinlo heading to the dining table.

"What's the matter?" ask Vinlo. Nayla shook her head quickly, "Ti-nothing young master."

Vinlo nodded quickly. He pulled out a chair and sat there. "Today he made what I said. Although it was only an order, he made it with happiness." Vinlo thought.

Nayla glanced at her Young Master who was eating breakfast with a radiant face. Unexpectedly, Nayla was also happy when she saw all that.

"Young gentlemen," call Nayla.

Vinlo turned his head to the side to look at Nayla who was not too far away from him. "Hm?"

"Na-nayla makes provisions for lunch. ji-if the young master wants to eat omlet during the day." Nayla said with doubt.

Vinlo smiled again. Realizing what was happening, the look on his face changed instantly. "Ehem, okay. I'll eat the stuff you made. Hm, prepare."

Nayla nodded and hurriedly prepared provisions for the Young Master. Happiness can't be hidden. A sense of beating and getting attention like this, able to melt his heart.

From a distance, Vinlo saw Nayla's movements. He smiled and continued the nearly finished breakfast. "Damn it, I should have eaten slowly" muttered Vinlo.

The omlet on his plate had run out, he could not buy time to look at Nayla. Somehow, Vinlo was happy to see the reaction and behavior of his assistant.

"It's young master." Nayla put a paper bag containing supplies.

Vinlo nodded with his sad face. He hopes time can stop in order to see Nayla for longer. But the work still has to be done. He got up from his seat and stepped into his room.

"Why is the young master's face so sad?" Nayla followed Vinlo who was already approaching the stairs, she muttered softly so that the Young Master would not hear her.

...-*-...

In front of the door, Nayla stared at Vinlo who was standing in front of her. "Em, what's the matter young master? Did something leave?" ask Nayla.

Vinlo nodded his head, "Nothing is left behind, just...."

Nayla was determined when she felt a gentle swab on her head. Slowly Nayla raised her gaze to look at the Young Master's face.

"Thank you Nayla, breakfast today was amazing for me" Vinlo said.