Young Master's Personal Helper
Chapter 8: The Longing

Inside the office, a smiling man looks at his computer screen. Seen on the screen, there was a girl who was cleaning the house, preparing lunch in case she came home.

“Good morning Mr. Vinlo.” A man who just finished his job. A stock is placed on his work table.

“Hm, you've arrived. Thank you...” Vinlo picked up a stock containing omlets. He opened it with a happy face.

A cute-faced private secretary looked at her boss with a confused look. “Ehm, sorry Mr. Vinlo. Can it make you this happy?” tanyakanya.

Vinlo smiled. “Once, I don't know either.” Short answer without more explanation. A personal secretary could only be silent to hear it.

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Nayla rests in the kitchen chair. In his eyes the whole room looked clean. “I have cleaned the living room, kitchen, room young master and also have dried clothes. Now, what should I do?” nayla's mind.

The whole job today was easy for him. Perhaps, because he was used to working on all that, he could finish it without a hitch.

“I prepare fish soup, will the young master like it?” nayla's mind.

No ideas passed, and Nayla decided to rest herself in her room. The clock shows at 12 noon, at this time there are two things that bother him. The arrival of the young master or his secretary who came again.

Nayla thought, it could be that the secretary came again. Breakfast this morning is very appreciated by the Young Master to ask him to make the omlet in the supply box. If his Young Master wanted to, he would definitely ask for it at a later time right?.

Thinking of something difficult to answer, Nayla preferred to lie down on her bed. “How's mom doing in the village huh?” nayla's mind. A sense of longing arises in the heart.

Nayla was stopped when the noise of the house phone startled her. Nayla quickly got up and stepped towards the central room.

Seeing the house phone ringing loudly, Nayla thought that the young master had contacted her. He quickly picked up the house phone.

“Ha-Hallo.”

“Hallo Nayla, this is Bi Sih!”

“Ah, Bi Sih? ... how is Bi?” with a happy face Nayla clasped tightly on the house phone. For a long time he had not heard Bi Sih's voice.

“Good Nayla, how are you doing son?”

Nayla nodded despite knowing that there was no Bi Sih in front of her. But talking like this made him feel so close. “Nayla is also good Bi.”

“Thank God Son, oh yes ... Bi Sih no word from your mother, she says be a good boy and work honestly.”

Hearing the mother's message for her, Nayla involuntarily shed tears. She misses the mother who is currently in the village. If Nayla can, she wants to bring her mother here and take care of her mother.but, what right, she's still working here.

“Bi Sih, also convey to Mother .. take care of her health, and if you can, wait for me to return, I will give fruit and good food to Mother.” Nayla wiped her tears slowly. He must not be weak, he must be strong for his mother.

“Alright, Bi Sih will deliver. Then see you later Nak Nayla, Aunt can't talk to you for long because Aunt's break time is over. Passion for you dear.”

Again Nayla nodded with a feeling of pleasure. He felt Bi Sih gently rubbing her head with the same remark. “Aibi too, spirit and take care of health.”

The call ended with a small greeting. Nayla who was thinking about her mother, now felt calm because Bi Sih gave good news. The longing heart was slightly quenched.

Nayla decides to go back to work the rest of her job, but the apartment bell rings. He looked towards the door. “What young master came home for lunch?” nayla's mind.

Hurry up to open the door and welcome Young Master Vinlo. “Welcome Mr.” Sapa Nayla's.

Nayla looked at her empty hand. He expected to bring a briefcase and deliver the bag to the young master's room but, seeing no impromptu work made Nayla dumb herself.

“What are you doing there Nayla?” ask Vinlo.

Nayla was shocked until her consciousness returned. He immediately stepped towards the middle room. There, Young Master Vinlo sat with a file in hand.

“Ma-sorry young master.” says Nayla. He stood beside the Young Master with a decent distance. Nayla has learned from Kia, there is no closeness between them. It is better, than the occurrence of disaster.

“Hm is fine ... there is something I want to ask, what happened to your eyes?” vinlo asked without looking at Nayla.

The question managed to make Nayla firmly until she stepped back from where she stood.

Seeing Nayla's behavior made Vinlo look at her. “Is there something wrong with my words?” ask Vinlo.

Nayla. “Tu-Young master, are you psychic?” tanyakanya.

Hearing Nayla's question, Vinlo furrowed his brows until he tilted his head slightly. “What?”

“Ce-Darling young master, like someone who could foresee something. But, this is more like someone who can guess something and guess it right on target.” Nayla.

Vinlo shakes his head with a smile. “You're wrong Nayla, I'm not a psychic. I know you're crying because you saw your eyes...”

Show Young Master Vinlo's hand makes Nayla touch his eyes. “Ma-Mataku?” ask Nayla.

Vinlo nodded. “True, your eyes are slightly flushed .. There is no way you can finish peeling an onion right? I don't smell onions here.”

Hearing Young Master Vinlo's words, Nayla inexplicably laughed at him. “Ma-Sorry young master. Nayla is not laughing at you .. There are friends of Nayla who often get the title of onion smell. So, Nayla remembers about him.” Nayla.

Young Master Vinlo stopped the activities he was doing. “Friends? Why is he called like that?” Ask with a curious face.

Nayla stared at Young Master Vinlo with a look of disbelief. “Young Master, are you curious about it?”

Unbelievable, Nayla guessed that her Young Master was indifferent and did not care about her surroundings. Now all of that conjecture disappeared after seeing the nod from the Young Master.

“I don't know if Young Master's attitude is like this.he, looks like a friend.” Benak Nayla's. He took a breath before explaining.

“Actually Nayla's friend likes Japanese things, both manga, Anime to the festival there.he got the title of onion smell because he likes it like that. all give titles to him because he is rarely seen out of the house.” Nayla.

Vinlo nodded at Nayla's explanation. “Good, you look happy now.” said the Young Master who stepped into the kitchen.

“I'm hungry. Nayla, you cook lunch right?” ask Mr. Vinlo.

Nayla rushed to the kitchen and approached the dining table. The lunch dish he had prepared, it was unexpected that his preparations were useful today.

“What are you preparing today?” ask Vinlo. Nayla happily replied. “Today Nayla cooks fish soup. What do you like?”

Vinlo nodded waiting for the dish to be served in front of him. Nayla carefully serves lunch to young Master Vinlo.

“Please eat sir.” Nayla.