Cat Eyed Girl

Chapters. 16 – Feed

“Alright then. I ate yes,” Milea permission.

“Hmm, yes ..” replied Firdaus again with a mutter.

Kvmk ....

Milea glanced at Firdaus, thus making the man misbehave.

“Not my stomach voice,” elak Firdaus along with his stomach voice that goes back to sound.

Milea chuckled and thrust the fried rice towards Paradise.

“Father eat only, anyways I just one bribe really. Calm down, the part that I have touched already I sidelin,” said Milea with a smile.

“Gak, you eat only. Later I can buy another,” reject Firdaus.

“Mr sure?” ask Milea. “This is very good,” he said again while spooning the fried rice.

“Hmm, you eat until you run out,” reject Firdaus.

“Do not want to try a mouthful?” asked Milea while spooning the fried rice and directing it

towards Firdaus.

Firdaus gulped roughly, the man began to be tempted and hesitated to open his mouth or not.

“Ayo, aaaaa .. open her mouth,” Milea said as she brought a spoonful of fried rice closer to Firdaus's mouth.

As if hypnotized by Milea's voice, Firdaus opened his mouth and let the fried rice into his mouth.

“Pinter,” praise Milea and return to feed Firdaus.

Like a little boy who was obedient to his mother, Firdaus opened his mouth again and let Milea bribe him. Without Firdaus knowing, if the current fried rice in Milea's lap is almost depleted by it.

Drrt .. Drrt ...

Uhukk .. Uhuk ..

Firdaus also sprained the fried rice as he was shocked by the sound of his cell phone. The man smoothed his throat a few times. Unfortunately, there was no water for him right now that could help him to ease the slightly spicy taste on the fried rice that the man was eating.

“I came out first liquid drinking water,” clean Firdaus and rushed out.

Firdaus immediately ran to the department store to buy mineral water. Arriving at the department store, the man immediately took mineral water, opened the lid in a hurry and gulped down the contents to stay a little more.

“House, yes,” says department store keeper.

Firdaus only smiled faintly in response to the words of the department storekeeper. “How much is this one?” tanyakanya.

“Five thousand,” replied the department store keeper.

“I take four,” Firdaus said while thrusting four bottles of medium-sized mineral water to

the department store keeper.

“Total twenty thousand,” said the seller.

Firdaus paid with money. Without saying thank you, the man picked up his groceries and walked out of the convenience store.

“Duh, handsome cocky really yes,” grumbled department store keeper.

Drrt ... Drrt ...

The sound of Firdaus' phone again rang, the man took his phone in his pants pocket and immediately shifted the green button when he saw who was contacting him.

“Ya?” firdaus replied when the phone connection was connected.

“Master, where are you?” tanya Anton who was from earlier the man was looking for the existence of the boss and

he also contacted the man many times, but was not connected.

“I'm in the hospital,” Firdaus replied.

“What? Hospital?” peekkik Anton's. “Master why? What hurts?” ask Anton in a panic.

“Not me who is sick. But the woman the seller mobile number,” replied Firdaus.

“Hah? Milea?” ask Anton again from across the line.

“Hmm, yes.”

“Why him? What then? Why can you be with him?” ask Anton curiously.

Firdaus returned to the ER, the man saw Milea who was busy looking for something in the

near himself.

“Is anything missing? Or looking for something?” ask Firdaus which surprised Milea.

“Oh, Thank God you are back,” replied Milea.

“Why? You need something?” ask Firdaus again.

“Which bag, Sir?” ask Milea.

“Tas?” reset Firdaus.

“Hmm, My Bag. I need my bag,” replied Milea.

“You want to find your phone? Want to contact someone?” ask Firdaus.

“Not, but, yeah anyway. Which bag am I?” ask Milea again.

“Tas you in my car,” replied Firdaus.

“Can you please get me? I need my bag,” Milea said.

“For what?” ask Firdaus.

“Duh, use it again,” growled Milea. “I need my bag, Sir. There is something I need there,” Milea replied with a glass.

“Tomorrow, I am afraid that you will run away if I have given you your bag,” said Firdaus.

“Yeah, I won't run away, sir. Promise,” said Milea while pointing her little finger.

“I don't trust you,” Firdaus replied.

“Yes Allah, ni people ngeselin range anyway? Don't know what I am?” milea muttered softly as she stared resentfully at Firdaus.

“What?” firdaus asked as Milea looked at him sharply.

“Pak Fir is kind-hearted, handsome, and also not arrogant. Please, please bring my bag. I need pads that are in my bag,” Milea said by pleading.

“Boarder?” firdaus asked and the next second immediately understood where Milea was headed. Milea also nodded her head.

“Ya already if so, I take your bag first,” he said and passed out again from the ER.

Shortly after, Firdaus returned with a bag belonging to Milea.

“This,” Firdaus said while giving the bag to Milea.

“Thank you, sir,” said Milea with a smile.

“As a guarantee that you do not run, I hold your wallet,” Firdaus said which made Milea widen her eyes.

“Kok my wallet in hold?” ask Milea.

“Let you not run away when I fall asleep later,” replied Firdaus by raising his eyebrows next to staring at Milea.

“Hmm, but later you will return my wallet?” ask Milea.

“Iya, after our business is done,” replied Milea.

“Hah? Which business?” milea asked confusedly.

Firdaus looked at Milea's innocent face, then the man got up from his seat and approached Milea.

“Our problem is only one, that is you have sold my mobile number with someone else. And it greatly disturbs my privacy,” said Firdaus who had leaned his body towards Milea.

Seeing Firdaus' body getting closer to him, Milea rewinded her body to herself

almost lying back in bed.

“You understand now which of our affairs?” firdaus said and re-enforced his body.

“I-iya, understood,” replied Milea nervously.

“Good.”

“Ka-then I excuse you to go to the bathroom first,” Milea said and got out of bed, then rushed into the bathroom with her bag.