Young Miss Assistant
A Slave

A cold night wind blew from the window of the car hit the beautiful face of a young man who was sitting leaning in the front passenger seat.

"Master, don't you bring your own car?" Tomy spoke from the driver's seat.

"Yes? But if I drive my own car, I can't rest." he said with a smile, staring out the window.

Tomy exhaled a rough breath, many questions raging within him from earlier. Finally, one question came up, "Sir, your family before meeting any lady Ayana? Do you still remember it?"

"Still, my dad's a cop, and he has a beautiful daughter..." Farel smiled knot.

"You have a sister? Where is he now?" ask Tomy enthusiastically.

"I don't have one, he's just my father's son, not my brother!!" farel replied firmly.

"Father's son means brother or sister, you don't understand the family tree huh!?" Tomy was still concentrating on the highway, clenching his forehead not understanding.

"Miss Jeny is not my sister, her father is my father. But she's not my sister, she's the woman I like." she said in a cold tone.

I was wrong to ask, so the family he said was his wife and late father-in-law... Tomy again exhaled harshly, then determined not to give up to satisfy his curiosity.

"If the family has blood relations?" tanyanya, while putting her ears well.

Farel looked down pensively for a moment, not knowing what he had in mind, then began to answer, "Nothing, if anything why I could be saved Miss Jeny's father from a gang of kidnappers who captured street children, to sell his organs." he answered, trying to keep smiling.

"Yes, too..." Tomy exhales violently, recalling the story of his master's life, as the only child his parents did not pick up at the police station, after being rescued.

The 6-year-old lived for a week at the police station, with no family to pick him up. Don't have a family? perhaps that was the conclusion, so the late Doni (father of Jeny) adopted him, for looking compassionately at a thin child who may not have parents.

Farel was silent, smilingly staring at the window. Every time you hear the word father, only two people in the mind of Farel, the late Doni and Dilen are currently in Singapore.

***

Car stalled in front of the residence belonging to Ayana, a woman was silent on the balcony staring at her husband who came out of the car. The time had already shown at 2 am, cold air pierced the bones. However, the woman was reluctant to get off the balcony.

Farel, climbing the stairs one by one, exhaled a rough breath. Slowly open the door. His voice was silent on the balcony staring up.

Farel's cold hands stretched out to embrace his body, "I kept my promise, even though it was a little late." he said.

Jeny was speechless not answering, cold hands turned to her shoulders, flipping Jeny's body to face her."Don't cry, you won't be happy to see your favorite children crying" she continued, wiping away Jeny's tears.

"Later, noon we'll go to Dad's grave..." Farel hugged Jeny who was still crying sobbing, today is the anniversary of their father's death.

***

21 Years ago...

Brakes...

A blinding light entered the room, along with several people dressed in police clothes pointing their guns.

Some of the children were seen in appalling conditions, inappropriately dressed. The food scraps were scattered unkempt, almost all the children were crying. In the end they ran towards the police who had managed to paralyze the kidnapping herd as well as the sale of child organs. All the children came out of the room with minimal views like that warehouse.

But not with one child. A silent child trembled in a corner, eating bread that had moldy.

"Come out..." Doni said, extending his hand.

The child shook his head, the outside world was more cruel to him. Here at least he got food, not starved for days. It was a boon for him to be kidnapped, food and water were available, even if only white rice was stale with salt or expired bread.

Doni sighed, "Come out? Later uncle will give you chocolate." he said with a friendly smile.

Chocolate boy? A fancy meal he never felt. Of course the skinny boy nodded, his dirty fingers reaching for the young policeman's warm hand. One more hand carried moldy bread, then occasionally ate it.

"Why eaten!!" Doni snapped, throwing the bread that had been in the child's small hand on the ground.

The boy, taking off Doni's hand, crouched down patting his falling bread. So that the dust on the ground does not stick, then re-eat it.

Doni could only sigh at his saturated stare.

***

The boy who smelled bad from a sparse bath sat in the long chair, with the chocolate that Dony promised. Along with some street children, as well as other children who are victims of kidnapping.

One by one, the children were picked up by their parents, including street children. Street kid? it was just a call, they had a house and parents were guarding. However, because they often roam, and make money on the streets they are often looked down upon.

While the child who was still gnawing at his chocolate, still silent on the bench knowing he would not be picked up.

"We'll find your parents, take it easy." one policeman said, but the boy shook his head as if frightened.

"Don't.." he said softly with a small trembling voice.

"Doni!! Bathe her!!" he continued to give orders.

The young policeman who was struggling with his typewriter was clenching his forehead, "Why am I again..."

"Because I'm a senior." said the policeman, a small laugh passed away.

The sturdy young man exhaled a rough breath staring at the child who was continuously gnawing at the chocolate, "The smell stings, even Jeny is far more fragrant than you..." Doni shook his hand.

The young man quickly pulled the child's arm into the bathroom. None of the toiletries were found, until a sneaky grin was seen on his face staring at the green apple-scented toiletries of the polwan, on the table of the woman who was leaving.

"I will soap you 10 times, and wash your hair five times. Come back clean and handsome!!" he said with a small laugh, about to spend the toiletries his senior had just bought.

Thirty minutes passed, the beggar-like child was lost somewhere, which looked a clean-skinned child with a pungent smell of green apples. The boy smiled happily, "Do you like the smell?" Doni knitted his forehead.

The child just nodded with a smile, "Then I'll bring you the toiletries with the same smell, what's your name?" Doni ruffled the hair of the skinny kid whose clothes had been changed.

"Ren.." she replied.

"Rin? Full name? It's to find your family." asked Doni back.

Little Ren was speechless, not wanting anyone to know his whereabouts, for some reason."Don't remember" two words that came out of his mouth.

"It's okay, we'll try to get you together with your parents." said Doni.

***

One week passed, there were no reports of missing persons, or of people claiming to be the family of the child.

The boy rarely spoke, but his intelligence was beyond doubt. Ren, who has been taught the alphabet by several police officers, can write and read in three days. It even calculates multiplication that a child of his age should not have learned.

"134 times 3 how many?" one of the police officers tested it.

"402." she answered with a mouth full of food.

"Great, uncle will give you ice cream later in the day, but if your answer is correct. If you buy three candies, one candy for 8000 and a few biscuits, with one biscuit for 4000 while the uncle's money is only 48000, you can buy how many biscuits?" ask the enthusiastic police officer.

"6 biscuits." he answered, after thinking for about two minutes.

"Really." the policeman's face immediately pale, full of admiration.

But one spicy word came out of his mouth, "Uncle why is the price of candy so expensive? Isn't it just 100 rupiah, huh? Uncle's been tricked by his merchants..."

Instantly, all the police there laughed loudly, had a mascot to comfort them in between busy dealing with crime.

"Doni, your wife was never home, what if you adopted her as Jeny's sister or sister so that your little girl wouldn't be lonely at home?" one of the police officers gave a proposal.

Doni thought for a moment, indeed he rarely paid attention to his daughter."What if the prospective daughter-in-law candidate only...!?" Doni laughed from his desk with his crazy thoughts.

***

The boy who looked thin, today was brought into a big house in the countryside. The mansion was like a palace to her, her eyes staring in amazement never seeing such a luxurious house.

The waiter opened the door for them, Doni was indeed just a low-ranking police officer. The husband who often ignored Dea because he felt that Doni was actually not worthy of him.

Reason married? Formerly when SMU Doni was an accomplished idol student, Dea pursued him making the once perfect man, making him his lover. After graduating High School Doni who also came from a rich family proposed to him, of course Dea immediately accepted.

However, it turns out that Doni is not a typical ambitious man. The young man left his family's property and company for his two younger siblings, while he pursued his ideals as a police officer.

Due to her disappointment Dea to date never looked up to and respected her husband. It was as if Doni's status was too low for him.

A little girl taller than Ren went down the stairs. Little boy who looks sweet, also jolly,"Dad.." call him walk down.

"Ren she's my daughter her name is Jeny. I'll give you food and shelter. Your job is to keep her happy and make her happy..." Doni said to the skinny little boy he was carrying.

"Who's father?" Jeny knitted her forehead.

"This is Ren, I adopted him..." Doni said full of smiles.

"Adopted? So is he my brother or sister?" jeny did not understand.

"No, just a child that the father adopted," Doni smiled sincerely at his daughter.

"Mean waiter!! Call me miss!! And today, we're going to play house. You become her slave I am the princess who is looking for the prince," Jeny drew Ren's hand making her own conclusion.

"Miss? A waiter? A slave? Powerful nature as Dea.." muttered Doni worried about the nature of his daughter.

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