
"Are you okay Fi?" Ani was near her friend.
"Yes, I'm fine. Sorry, the food's spilled all over." Said Fia so softly.
"It's Fi, don't be sad. This is common here, sir will not touch a single bit of this food. As I said before, you are also used to this incident. You also have to get used to this moment, just do what is our duty. For the result, let the master judge it. Most importantly, we're safe." Ani patted Fia on the shoulder, strengthened her and they cleared up the mess.
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Days passed, as usual Abi began to show his cold attitude while in the company. Giving orders to Ronal with just origin, there was no day without the emotions he gave.
"You take care of all my schedule for the next few days, I want all the targets of our company to be resolved this week. If you find a dissident and an asshole in the process, finish that second, too. Don't buy any more time, tell me the schedule for today." Abi rested his shoulders on his chair, with fingers massaging his forehead.
"Okay, this afternoon. You have a meeting with Mr. Savrondan the other night, Vandex's company has a banquet with various colleagues of his big business." Ronal explained the activity.
Seen if Abi was thinking, in his silence so calm. Rknal understands who Abi is.
"Tell me if you still want to work, Ronal." Abi looked at Ronal who was still standing before him.
Even when working, they both behave like professional workers. But behind it all, the two are companions from childhood. Abi was able to catch something that his best friend had not yet said.
"Huh, you can always guess me. Your father and the rest of your family (mother and sister Abi) are planning an arranged marriage with Savron's son, Emilia Savron. You know who he is." Now Ronap chose to sit casually in the chair opposite Abi.
"Heh, I've guessed. The old man was stubborn, why didn't he just get married. Just makes me dizzy, never changes." Ketus Abi with a grin on his face.
"However he's still your father, why don't you just accept him or find a partner pretending to stop the matchmaking. Forget Soraya, she's not the best for you."
Bugh!
A blow Abi gave to Ronal and hit his head right, and it made quite a loud sound.
"Hey! Why did you hit me?! Can you not always hit me in the head if you're upset, if amnesia how. You'll be in trouble yourself if that happens." Ronal grumbled by rubbing his still throbbing head.
"Don't you ever put it in front of me, go! Do your job, ruin the mood. You stupid assistant." Abi's grin to Ronal is so emotional.
Ronal could only snort irritatedly at Abi's attitude, she was so deeply in love with the woman. Although he himself already knew who the woman he loved was, waiting from time to time for the woman to return.
Stone-man, if one day you change your mind with what you're saying right now. I'll make sure you're very sorry!
"RONALS!" Shouted Abi who knew the contents of the swearing of the assistant to him.
Hearing that Shout, Ronal sped up his pace to get away from the stone man who was unwilling to take advice on various matters especially love matters.
Where are you, Soraya?
Abi massaged his head as he thought of the woman.
After knowing the nature and what is common in the house, Fia began to get used to her daily routine. Without forgetting his obligation as a Muslim, even now his friends come with him to perform prayers. Although there was still some negligent time, this time Fia just kept quiet following the ranks of her other friends.
...Where is that woman? He's usually the most fussy about what I do....
Abi is currently in the dining room, he delivers one by one the faces of his maids. Then the gaze stopped when he got what he was looking for, where someone wearing different clothes from the others was in the corner of the line.
"You all disband! And you, come here." Point Abi through his finger directed at Fia, and clearly see the whereabouts of Fia when the line disperse.
The deg!
...Rabb, what else is this....
The other maids stared pityfully at Fia, but the person pointed had already walked down with his head towards the master.
"You!"
"Arkh!" Fia immediately screamed as her hijab was forcefully and almost exposed by Abi.
"Jangqn once made me angry, you really are a woman who does not know yourself. It's free to wear covered clothes, but your heart and brain always make trouble for me." Abi still pulls Fia's stranded hijab.
Fia's eyes were already wet with tears, how painful it was when her hijab was forcefully pulled by a person of the opposite sex with her. Both hands held back with all their might so that the hijab did not open, but the hand felt very hot because the hijabnyq cloth rubbed against his skin.
"Jawab or you choose to force me to open again, huh!" Abi shouted loudly enough, it made Fia even more frightened.
Abi's treatment of her is outrageous, feeling that her pride has been completely lowered by the person who is currently her master. Then Fia gathered all the courage in her, even though her body was still shaking violently.
"Enough, release! " This time it was Fia who shouted out loudly, it made everyone who heard become shocked. Likewise with Abi, he reflexively released his hand from Fia hijab cloth.
"Hey! How dare you yell at me, huh!"
Fia's body trembled with all the pain she felt, her hands clenched so tightly. I want it to feel like he hit the mouth of a man so sharp at her.
"Please do as you please to punish me, but not for my aurat!" Those eyes were reddened with all the outpouring of his emotions.
Degh's!
Suddenly the feeling and heart of Abi like a sharp object connected to the speech that Fia gave, indeed he was too rude and could also be said to rapids to him. I don't know why he wanted so badly to torture Fia, but his heart didn't want that to happen.
"Get in your room, now! Don't let me do worse to you, quick!"
With tears in her eyes, Fia immediately passed from before everyone. All the residents of the luxury house were made to creep with it.
"What do you see, huh! Disband! Don't let me punish you all!"
All the maids scattered to disperse, they were frightened when they saw that the lord was already so out of control of his emotions.