Boss Cuek And Ugly Maid

Part 11 Habits

Niken pov

For two days now, Bryan went home to his parents. A house this big is too quiet if the owner enters work. Collecting rupiah coffers. As for me, it still lingers in this house.

This morning, as usual, I prepared breakfast. Even though the master cuek already said to buy outside only. But on second thought, rather than stocking up in a red refrigerator I would rather cook.

It is now 09:00 pm, but Mr. Aska has not yet come down from his room. Did he forget to wake up? He is usually on time. I stepped foot into his room to see if he was still sleeping or had been gone since dawn?

I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I dare to open the door. I stepped in and approached the big size bed. It's true he's still asleep.

"Sir, it's noon. Let's get up" I pulled the blanket he used, but I quickly turned my face. How not, this person is his hobby to use a boxer doang if you sleep.

"Hey pretty, why look that way I'm here"

"Please put on your clothes" but he ignored me. I felt him walking closer and his hands hugged my waist.

"Why close your eyes? Are you giving me the cue to kiss your little lips?"

I just shook my head, how can I open my eyes while he looks like that.

He let go of his embrace, but suddenly my body floated.

"Hey what are you doing?"

"You made me breakfast this morning,"

I want to escape but whatever the force, my body in his sling. If yes I rebel, my body must be an easy target.

I opened my eyes after I felt him walking down the stairs and towards the dining table. He sat me in one of the chairs. Wait, since when does she wear pants? Not that he was.

"Do you want to make me die standing?" I asked that question.

"No, just testing your mentality, Miss Niken" he said with a small laugh.

"That's not funny Mr. Aska Dirgantara"

"Indeed not funny, just the look on your face is very funny when bent so" Fix, it looks like he wants to make me die standing. If every day was like this, I could have a heart attack. But seeing him laugh like that, brought my own happiness.

"Why daydream so," his voice broke my daydream.

"Who's daydreaming" my dear.

"If you're not daydreaming, then why is the food you still watch like that,"

"Root" Eh kok gerogi anyway? I quickly closed my mouth with both hands.

He laughed, is there anything funny?

"Why laugh?"

"Just imagine the look on your face on the first night"

"Don't be perverted"

"I'm not perverted, just imagining" he said with a laugh.

"Damn it" He laughed out loud, this is the second time I've seen him laughing freely like this.

"You're so funny" he said, wiping the corner of his eye. See, she laughed until her tears came out so.

"Funny how?"

"Your face is so red," I tried to confirm his words, I walked to the toilet.

"Hey, where are you going?" exclaims

"I'm nauseous"

"Well, how nauseous? are you pregnant?" his yell.

"Don't ngaco" Geez, it's not always that sick people get pregnant. If the nausea is male, the period is pregnant as well?

I make sure I'm in front of the mirror, is my face really red? And yes, my face is like a boiled crab. Fix, this morning I was made the object of the joke of the cute master.

"Niken, are you okay?" his voice was outside the toilet.

"I'm fine"

"Then, why so long?"

"Female business"

"Again?"

"Not"

"Then?"

"It's none of your business"

You see, nyerocos mouth like a pregnant mother.

I washed my face to relieve my nervousness. The risk of white people, nervous skin redness, salting face redness and blablabla. I was so surprised when I opened the door.

If I had a history of the heart, maybe I'd be in the ER by now. This one figure, standing right in the doorway even just a short distance away. With his macho style, both his hands are put in the pocket of his pants. He's macho, but he's bummering.

"Eh, you're standing there. Just hang me", asked salting

"To make sure you're okay" he replied without sin.

"Now I'm not okay,"

"Why indeed?"

"Because of you" He smiled, why is he smiling? Suddenly his hand reached out to fumble my stomach.

"Eh, what are you doing again? Groped my stomach like that?"

"What's? you think"

Before I threw my tatters, she turned around and left me alone. That behavior makes me dart. Okay, looks like I should give him five pancasila. You guys know what that means?

I approached her at the dinner table, wanting to ask her what her words meant just now. But before that question came out of my mouth, he was already nyerocos.

"Sit down, let's have breakfast first. You woke me up for breakfast. But now you're just running around," Eh how do you run around? since when did I run? My feelings have not gone anywhere.

"Don't be dumb, it's not good to watch food like that"

"Your mouth is like a girl who's PMS, a chatter."

"Where can a guy be PMS, Miss Niken. The guy likes wet dreams" he said in a mocking tone.

Oh gosh, his mouth's starting to slacken. Better, I shut up. I enjoyed my breakfast, without a word I said.

I ignored this annoying figure that was in front of me. I'll take a look if our gazes meet. I made it look like we just met once. Let him know what it's like to be ignored.

"Don't ignore me like this" she opened the conversation. Good, he's starting to feel. I'll let it go, let it know the taste. Who told you to suck?

"If you leave me like this, your mouth will be my stopper. Let's not talk to you"

"Could you?" just lazy

"Can, Pake my mouth"

Uhuk

Uhuk

His words made me slit. Whichever water is water, I immediately gulp the water in a glass. Is he a psychopath? Looks like, my words have already led him to a mouth war.

"Eat it, eat it slowly do not rush. It's a sore" Is he blind? Until I can't see, if I'm sprained not because of the rush of food but the words.

"Don't know you"

"Not knowing"

"Say old man first, if again eat while do not talk much. Pamali"

"Sok wise. Just say, again lash" This guy, really. I said a word, he was two words. Since when was it so bad? Kali kesambet.

"Why silence?" He seems to be asking me for a world war.

"Why not go to the office?" I'm switching the conversation. I saw him snorting in annoyance. Maybe because I didn't respond to those words.

"Quality time, as Bryan said"

"Do you have to use quality time?"

"Yes, because you're going back to your house tomorrow"

"Then the office business, you're a trivial?"

"My secretary took care of everything"

"Then"

"Don't ask a lot of questions, since when did you change professions to become a journalist?"

If I keep quiet, it's wrong. Now I ask, wrong too. What the hell does he want? Dear God, give me extra patience to face your creation on this one. It really drained my energy and emotions.

***

After breakfast, I hurried to clean the dining table and wash the dirty kitchen utensils. Suddenly a burly hand hugged my waist.

"Leave it like this" he whispered pasting his chin on my shoulder. His breath was stirring, making my hair stand up.

"But"

"I beg you," he exclaimed making me hang a word.

Look, his attitude changed a lot differently. It used to be nyebelin, now melow. Does he have a dual personality? I don't know, but I feel comfortable like this. I let it sit for a moment, until at last my legs ache because I kept standing.

"I want to sit down, my legs ache. We'd better sit down, "persuade me like I'm begging a little kid who's having a snack.

"Hm"

He let go of his hugging, walking ahead to the middle house. I immediately finished my work, after which I just passed him to the living room.

He patted her next to him, hinting that I should sit next to him. I landed my ass next to her.

"Are you going to be right back tomorrow?" ask her with a soft tone.

"Yes, anyways I promised you the same nyokap"

"Can't it be delayed first?"

"Yes can't, neither is it good that I linger here. What people say, we're not yet muhrim",

"But, all this time we have never acted. Anyway, if there are citizens who mergokin we are good dong"

"Well, how good? What's so good?"

"Yes, it's good that we're getting married quickly"

Geez, that's really a bad idea.Where can such an idea come from?

Man, his mind is down.

"Oh yes, Ken. You said you liked someone. Who is that guy?" if I say that guy, he's on his own. He's gonna spit. Later, when the time comes.

"Hey, why daydream?" his voice broke my daydream. I don't know why I like to daydream lately.

"I was just thinking about how you'd fare after I left" See, his countenance turned irritated.