Being my Beloved's Personal Servant

A Trust

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It did not feel like the day had started the night, Satya who saw Clara sleeping was unable to wake her up.

Satya waited until her boyfriend woke up even though his legs had been a little cramped because of holding the weight of Clara.

"You are indeed beautiful and a little innocent, the rest of you are also a little perverted dear. I didn't expect my life to be this happy when you were my girlfriend" Satya stroked the white cheek gently.

Feeling that someone touched her, Clara began to shake her eyes and wake up.

"Have I slept for a long time?" clara asked in a loud voice. He had not fully woken up from his sleep.

"Dear baby, it's already night."

Clara who heard that instantly opened her eyes wide and set the clock on her wrist.

"Oh my god, it's 7 p.m. How many hours did I sleep?"

Clara was quite surprised to find out that even she had slept for more than 4 hours. He remembered that before he slept Satya stroked his back gently to make him sleepy and fell asleep in the lap of Satya who was still finishing his work.

"Wake up dong yank, my legs are a bit creaky."

Clara quickly woke up and looked at Clara, she looked at Satya with a guilty look because she had been sitting too long on Satya's lap.

"I'm sorry, Ay. I don't know, why didn't you move me anyway, let me not make you sick gini," said Clara a little nagging because of her guilt.

Satya who heard that just smiled and shook her head. Where could he let his girlfriend sleep on that hard sofa. It's better that he sacrificed his leg than Clara's body.

I pulled her body and gently hugged Clara's body. He put his head on Clara's chest which was big enough for her.

"Hit your chest, you're not a yank oplas, are you?" ask Satya gently.

Clara who heard that only laughed, instead of being offended or angry. It's funny the question his girlfriend thinks if he's oplas.

"I'm not a bull. My chest is ori, not imitation. Although I'm a little short but I'm also confused why my chest can be a little bigger than normal."

"But I don't feel good, for me, that big chest is a gift and I look even sexier. Viola said that too," he added.

"Hmm."

"But you like it, right?" clara asked teasing Satya who was still staying put her face on her chest.

"Like it even. But make no mistake, baby, I like that you are sincere not because of this big chest of yours. Even though I like your chest," Satya replied honestly.

"OK okay, so that big chest can be a plus, right?" tanya Clara stroked Satya's hair.

"Maybe."

"Well at night, do you want to go home or not? Are you healed or not?"

"Yes back, let's go home. Bang Reno must have also come home from this afternoon," he said getting up from his chair.

But before going home, Satya and Clara pass to the bathroom alternately. Clara wants to wash her face while Satya has something to do.

After finishing, Clara and Satya walked out of the room. Not forgetting to lock it.

On his way downstairs, Satya still hugged Clara's waist with one hand while the other hand carried her briefcase.

Arriving downstairs, they slightly greeted people who were still on guard or overtime there. The relationship between the two has also spread in the office so that no one will be mistaken now.

"We had dinner first yuk yank," Satya asked after they got to the car.

"Come, the important thing is not to go home tonight."

Satya nodded, nor would she let her boyfriend be scolded by her family for coming home too late with her.

Satya runs the car to their favorite eatery, since they are still friends until now.

"Bang satay ayam two servings with rice," said Satya and dagukkan by brother satayn.

"Ready, please wait, Mom."

The aroma of burnt satay made them impatient to eat it, let alone satay that had been mixed with the spice.

They enjoyed the meal, listening to the song from the buskers passing by them.

"Do you like it like this?" satya asked Clara.

"When I don't like it when I'm the same as you."

"You again make me reverberate," he said, wiping a peanut sambal stain on Clara's lips with a tissue.

"I'm being honest. I like it while it's the same with you" she said with a smile.

"Your mother yesterday, when will you come home?"

"What do you need to answer?" ask Clara.

"I said you were busy, baby. Later if I have time I want to take you to the house?" satya asked expectantly.

"You! I miss my mom too, especially the same cooking."

"Week end yes," he said and was embraced by Satya.

Finally having the dinner finished, Satya pays for their food and decides to drive her boyfriend home.

"Whoa, tomorrow I can't bring you a meal to the office. But I bring bekel later yes, before I go to college I drop by the office to give you a bekel."

Clara is already good at cooking, because of the teachings of Viola and also the chefs in the mansion. Viola said a woman should be able to cook for our husband and children later.

Although Cara can not cook difficult, but the cuisine is good enough to be enjoyed.

Nana is a frequent guinea pig for Clara. And the results are disappointing but there are also many good ones.

"Dear, thank you for all this time. I'm sorry if I rarely respond to messages you're asking me to have lunch."

"Do I understand. But do not forget to eat yes," he said and embraced by Satya.

Finally they arrived at the big house at half-time at 9 p.m. Satya who had seen the gate on the lid immediately sounded the horn.

"Nothing yank, let me clear Papa's cake."

The gate was opened and sure enough Papa Bara was standing in front of the entrance with one bodyguard enjoying the coffee made very wife earlier.

The two of them got out of the car and faced Papa Bara.

Papa Bara who saw Satya and Clara approaching was subconsciously commenting on her thin smile.

It turns out that his daughter did not choose the wrong companion, just like the Galaxy used to choose Viola.

Satya is indeed the man responsible, in keeping Clara until now.

"Where is the clock coming home?" ask Papa Bara to the two of them.

"We stopped by to eat satay first Pah. Sorry to make Clara come home too late."

Papa Bara got up and started walking towards the boy and Satya. Papa Bara smiled and patted Satya on the shoulder.

"Thank you for taking care of Clara, next time don't go home too late. Papa doesn't forbid but you're not officially married, you're still dating. Papa doesn't want to get to Clara why."

"Ready Pa. Thank you." Thank you."

"Hmm, don't break Papa's trust, son. Papa hopes a lot for you" he said gently but full of hope for a father.

Satya nodded and smiled. He has also promised to look after Clara at any time.

He will not disappoint Papa Bara and all the families who have given them their blessing.

After that Satya came home, and was joined by them. Clara who saw her boyfriend just smiled.

Seeing Satya had gone from the large house area, Papa Bara and Clara entered the house to their respective rooms. Want to meet the twins have also slept them.

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