Young Miss Assistant
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Corneal grafting is not a major surgery, it only takes less than an hour. However, it should be done less than 2x24 hours after the cornea is separated from the donor's body.

Painful? Maybe that's how Jeny feels right now. After the funeral, his mother had to return to the sanatorium to perform the operation.

His eyes were still bandaged, it was not recommended to cry. But his heart was wounded. The not-so-large fingers stroked her cheeks, feeling someone sitting by her bedside.

A child still wearing a black suit, his tears didn't come out."At least, you can see me growing up to be the perfect man through your eyes.." she said in a fake smile.

The child's hand was pulled by the older brother, hugging him tightly, "Mother made this decision because of me. Hate me!!" he said with a vibrating voice.

Dimas shook his head, in the tight arms of his brother, "No, mom did this because of me too. I never tried to get close to him. I even just found out you have Alzheimer's,"

"I'm this stupid, just found out the meaning of Alzheimer's from the internet." he said sobbing, returning his brother's embrace,"Sister.I love mother. In order to see us." he said softly, feeling guilty and hurt.

Jeny nodded, "I'll see us living happily through mom's eyes, so she can also smile seeing us there..."

"Ice chocolate with chocolate topping messes!!" Farel came complete with his appron, bringing two servings of cold drinks.

Dimas let go of his embrace, wiping away his already dripping tears, "Can't brother-in-law slightly live up to the feelings of sister and sister!?"

"Truly insensitive." murmured Jeny.

"Sorry, I'll just take it away..." Farel let out a rough breath. Start stepping to leave.

"Wait!!" brother's sister said simultaneously.

"We can postpone family reunions. But if the ice melts..." Dimas stopped his words, gulped his saliva, enduring his embarrassment. Remembering from the morning he did not eat breakfast or drink at all, just focus on his pain.

"Basic, the young lady and master are spoiled just the same." he sneered with a smile, handing Dimas a drink. The boy immediately got up to sit on the chair by the table.

While Farel was sitting on the edge of the bed, starting to help Jeny drink, grabbing her straw.

"Sister-in-law, why do you call my sister miss?" he asked curiously, putting his half-depleted drinking glass.

Farel glanced slightly at Jeny. His wife was silent, as she reluctantly explained, "I am an adopted son, the father of your brother. But Doni's father didn't let us think of our relationship as a brother or sister. So, lady made me like her servant,"

Dimas clenched his forehead suspiciously, "So what was the late brother's father, Jeny, treating the sister-in-law like a servant?" ask again.

"No, it's just that she wants me to memorize what she likes and dislikes. Take good care of it. Maybe that's all it is..." Farel exhaled a coarse breath, putting down Jeny's drink glass.

Dimas smiled his smile, "The slave candidate, I mean the future husband, who's already set!!" he said a small laugh.

Jeny clenched her forehead, not understanding,"Ca... would-be husband?"

"True, try to think carefully, should not assume brother. But also not treated like a waiter. Must protect, understand and like."

"Sister-in-law has been indoctrinated and influenced from an early age to become your slave...!! Really a cunning father. Doctrine minors to like only one woman." muttered Dimas right on target.

"Miss, what if I make shrimp fried rice tonight?" farel asked with a smile, as if he ignored Dimas' words.

"Dimas, get out for a second..." Jeny knitted her forehead. The boy complied, walking towards the door.

Bruck...

The sound of a closed door sounded a sign of the underage child, had come out.

Any sense? It really makes sense, how can an established, beautiful young man from the upper middle class only love a woman for the past 13 years?

Doctrine? Maybe that was the answer, so was Farel really sincere? That's what's stuck in Jeny's mind.

"Ren.me.." Jeny's words stopped, her lips immediately grabbed by the blemished young man. Lying with desire, moving his lips mercilessly. Slowly twist his tongue.

"Stop.." Jeny's breath sounded irregular.

Farel chuckled, "Miss doubt me?" tanyakanya.

"Stupid, Mr. Doni may be right to match us. But it works or not, depending on how you feel and me, right? From childhood we live together, eat together, and understand each other. Similar to brother sister,"

"Why does she only like me, who was once just a poor foster child, short and ugly, for 13 years? While surely a lot of men approached the lady from the moment we parted?" tanyakanya.

"I. it's because..." Jeny looks doubtful.

"Both hearts cannot lie. I'll get hurt if miss gets hurt, I always wait and try to get back to miss, the owner of my heart from the beginning." she said with a gentle smile.

"Basic.I love you..." Jeny smiled wryly, her hands fumbling, hugging Farel's body.

"Me too, don't ever be sad again. The madam will not be happy if her son cries. I would be devastated if miss rebuked." he said, returning Jeny's embrace.

"Ren, when can I go home? I miss Rafa," Jeny exhaled a rough breath.

"Fastly, but promise me one thing, keep your recovery a secret" he replied.

"Good..." Jeny who was still wearing the bandage nodded, without asking for a reason.

***

Elsewhere, Tomy knocks her forehead, as Renata's case finds a dead end these past few days. Too many enemies and suspects, that's why. Just finding the cause of death is not enough.

The cafe's window was waiting for a man to arrive.

"What's up?" hans began to sit down.

"I was cornered, my boss expected me to be too perfect." murmured Tomy sipped a cup of coffee he had previously ordered.

"One coffee latte." he said to the waiter who came to him, smiling with falsehood.

"Your boss? What's-her-name? Maybe I can give you some advice." continued, Hans turned his gaze a fake smile on Tomy.

Profile Tomy? Of course it is easily obtained. Leveraging his closeness to Tomy, to influence Farel and ease the path of Clarissa was a task Lery gave. After Hans learns the identity of the young man who accidentally meets him.

"Call him stingy boss!!" said furious.

"B...bos stingy!?" Hans confirmed his hearing. Given Farel's profile that looks perfect.

"Right, boss stingy!!" Tomy.

A blow to the employer? Unusual thing, that he had heard. Never swore or vilified Lery. Everything Lery said was the truth that Hans believed.

Not wanting to get entangled in this hypocritical world, Hyeri's impregnable departure, inflicting wounds, was enough for her. But for some reason it was strange to look at Tomy who doubted his master's orders.

"Let's think how disgusting it is to eat other people's leftovers. He's obsessed with grabbing leftovers. Is he sane!? I don't know what her mother craved when she was pregnant!!" Tomy was full of anger, drinking a little coffee.

"Maybe he's just..." Hans pretended to be smiling kindly. Laughs awkwardly, but his words are interrupted.

"Not only that, his socks in the last year there were only two pairs. Wash, dry, wear, if torn in the seams. If the tear grows bigger, patch it. Is he really a rich man!? If I were him, I'd buy a socks factory!!" upset ass.

"really? Do you hate him? If so, why don't you just kill him ..." Strange words came out accidentally from Hans's lips, a moment later the man laughed, "Joking!! I'm just kidding.

"Although it sucks he is my source of money, as well as my role model." said Tomy, full of smiles.

"Tomy, even though I'm no longer young. I'm curious about the love life of the upper middle class..." Hans chuckled awkwardly, like a grown man who was happy to gossip.

It felt like the man tied Tomy up, tortured and interrogated her directly, then enjoyed her death slowly. Rather than having to convolutedly pretend to be a kindly stupid uncle.

"I will tell you, slave of love.that is my master..."

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