Young Miss Assistant
A Little Open Heart

Farel closed his eyes, imagining the activity that Jeny did when she turned her back. One word made him feel relieved.

"Done..." Jeny said while returning to tidying up her dress.

"Miss will still wear that!?" tanyanya saw the dress that had upset her earlier.

"Actually I don't like it very much, but because I already wear it.." Jeny's words stopped. The young man who only wore a towel wrapped around his waist squinted his forehead, staring dislike at him.

"I'll help the lady change clothes..." Farel stared intensely.

Farel you can, when you are 7 years old you often petrify miss change her clothes. Don't let the lady come out wearing the cursed clothes.

"No!! Just let me be alone!!" Jeny exhaled a rough breath.

"I'm a good lady's assistant, I wouldn't do anything without my lady's permission" she said.

Don't mess with your mouth!! Your hands and lips will not be silent... Jeny grumbled in her heart.

"But I can do it myself, Casanova!!" Jeny got up and ran away into the bathroom.

"Wait..." Farel, clutching Jeny's hand tightly, stopped the steps of the woman who was now his wife.

"Me alone" said Farel, who could control himself. The zipper dress began to drop. Just stared at Jeny who was covering her body part with her hands holding back her laughter. A red dress was seen on the floor, revealing a white back with the beautiful curves of her nona.

"I can do it myself!!" Jeny snapped in annoyance, turned her back on Farel, a little rebellious.

"Miss be quiet, it's just changing clothes." she smiled gently.

Desire is changed with love. In Farel's vision, perhaps in front of him was the back of 7-year-old little Jeny.

"Let me!!" Jeny snatched the upper underwear, which Farel was about to put on. Then wear it quickly.

"I'll help miss!!" Farel snapped in annoyance, holding tightly onto his nona minidrees. Maybe the times of serving Jeny are quite missed.

A happy moment more than 13 years ago, despite being Jeny's errand boy. The strange way from Jeny to get Ren's attention, that's what the young man misses.

"Can't!! I can do it myself!!" Jeny pulls faster. However, unexpectedly the white mini dress was torn. Jeny fell, the young man who tried to hold her down even fell over Jeny's body in a position not to wear.

Jeny was silent for a moment, staring at the athletic body of the man who only wore a towel on his waist. The woman, swallowing her saliva, felt their almost naked skin touch. He slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for something to happen.

Too tempting, what happened, happened.he said inwardly really tempted by the young man who now oppress him, almost without clothes.

"Miss is okay!? Sorry the dress was torn. I will choose a new one" said Farel rising from the body of Jeny.

"A..I'm fine.." Jeny's face suddenly turned pale, ruffling her hair in frustration.

What am I thinking!? Why did I suddenly contract this nasty... But he's... Jeny was stunned again staring at Farel's back.

"Miss, this dress is pretty good..." Farel said with a smile. While helping Jeny put on her dress.

"You don't want to kiss me?" jeny asked Farel, who was pulling the zipper on her dress. Between hesitating and wanting to feel the young man's lips. Maybe slowly strange feelings have grown and spread in him, a kiss that suddenly became opium-like when he was with Ren 13 years ago.

"Wind it..." Farel flipped Jeny's body slightly bowed, kissing his wife's cheeks and forehead.

"I love my lady, do you want to try to like me!?" tanyakanya.

"Can I!?" Jeny looks doubtful with her feelings that still often think of Ren, her little lover.

"Of course, please let him go." said Farel kissing Jeny's lips at a glance, a smile on his lips.

Jeny was speechless not to answer, would Farel love her like Ren!? Or will it turn out like a monster like Daniel!? many questions rang out in him. Doubtful about everything that's going to happen.

***

The young man exhaled a rough breath, starting to walk following the footsteps of his parents.

"Welcome..." Jony stretched out his arms, greeting his ex-made Tirta full of smiles.

"Sorry, we had a misunderstanding with Jeny. We want you to apologize to him. Where's Jeny now!?" tirta asked, smiling warmly.

"It'll be down soon... Let's eat first, we'll talk after dinner, later" Jony let his guests walk into the dining room. Embracing Tirta's shoulders as a close friend.

Daniel's eyes took a peek after sitting at the table waiting for the arrival of the woman who had been patient for two years with her bad behavior.

Laughter is heard from the mouth of Tirta and Jony who just talk about tender and business issues. Waiting for the waiters, I set the dining table. And serve food one by one.

Nana raised a smile on her lips, observing Daniel's behavior as if looking for someone. "Are you looking for Jeny!?" tanyakanya.

"What a look!?" daniel asked trying to smile.

"You matching couple." replied Nana, smiling kindly drinking the cold water that the waiter had served.

Very compatible, the only cause of death of a good teenager like an angel. The only cheating and abusive husband. Nana smiled withstanding her disgust, waiting for the arrival of Jeny.

A handsome young man, holding Jeny's hand full of smiles. Jeny currently wears pich-colored covered minidrees, with well-styled hair, neat curls, thin makeup like an 18-year-old teenager. A different look to the one that Dea prepared, should wear an open dress that displays the impression of a mature woman showing the beauty of her body.

"Jeny, where's your dress!?" Dea snapped, having carefully prepared, her daughter's appearance to tease Daniel.

Unexpectedly Daniel smiled, silently fixated, looked at Jeny's face from afar then got up, walked over, carrying a few paper bags with one of his hands.

"Jeny!? I love your new look, is this special to meet me!?" Daniel tried to hold the hand of the woman he loved, "Don't try to make me jealous again, I will accept Rafa as my son. I prepared this for him, "Daniel showed me some paper bags that he deliberately brought for his ex-wife's son.

"Sorry, my son doesn't need it..." Farel clenched his forehead, using his body as a shield, separating Daniel's hand from Jeny. Stand between them.

"What right do you have!?" ask Daniel to scream.

"He's my husband now..." Jeny squinted spoiled, pulling Farel's hand towards the dining table.

"This rancid play boy's face is your husband!?" daniel's face was pale, following Jeny's steps towards the dining table.

"Yes, he's my husband" he said, starting to sit side by side with Farel.

Daniel Pias's face, sitting near his parents.

Gina exhaled a coarse breath, whispering to her son, "Allowed!? you're not the only man in the world."

"Basic g*golo!!... Jeny, did you hire him, be your pretend husband!?" Daniel clenched his forehead, suspicious of the figure of a beautiful young man, which is quite impossible to like a parent's throne like Jeny.

"Jeny hired me!? Indeed..the payment is of course this..." Farel smiled, chuckled, rubbing Jeny's lips softly. "I'll look after my wife for the rest of her life,"

Jeny was glued in silence, looking at Farel who was smiling sincerely at him. Is this young man serious!? maybe that question is what is currently in his mind. His heart was still confused by his feelings. Unable to forget Ren's figure, but at the same time his heart began to open for Farel.

"Here you go, Jeny will slowly realize who is the best." said Nana encouraged Daniel.

Farel is difficult to handle, but somehow I like the character opposite Ren... Bad boy and good boy.he muttered in his heart a little smile at Farel's behavior.

"Yes, I won't give up easily," Daniel smiled again at the face of his ex-wife, who was sitting opposite to him.

"Just hope it continues..." Farel clenched his forehead.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom for a second..."Farel got up from his chair, about to walk out of the large dining room. Ruffling Jeny's hair was then passed away, not knowing someone's rotten plans to his wife.

All the dishes are in session, the dinner begins. One of the men smiled as he began to eat. Staring at Jeny eating dinner in front of him, without suspicion.

Seriate