Deserve Me For You

Forgiveness

"Kok can be late anyway, Pus"Ask Elisha sipped his iced tea

"I'm at work, El. And there was chaos"

"Uhukkkkp.. Work? What job?"

"Work.. Work so.. Maid"

Elisha reflexively spouted ice tea in his mouth right on Puspa's face

Puspa gawked as well as Elisha

"Upssss Sory's..."

"Elisaaaaaa is so siiihhhh" Puspa wiped his face with a tissue. Elisha also helped to wipe his clothes.

"Aduuhh sorry... I was not intentionally. I'm just surprised."

"Is there something wrong with my job?"

"Oh come on Puspa.. We will soon be welcomed various school exams, you know. You work as a maid is obviously tiring until it is likely that you have no study time. Yes, if I am easy without learning"

"Idih idih pameeerrrr" Puspa stuck out his tongue

Puspa recounted the incident this morning

"So you work at that handsome guy's house? well lucky" Elisha was even excited

"Control your talk it's El. You already have a girlfriend"

"I'm just amazed.. Not like"

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"By the way, what's your employer's son's name, Pus?" Elisha went back to eating his instant noodles

"What a name? I don't know."

"Ehhhhhhh, you're right."

"Everything happened so fast it felt..." Puspa rummaged his drink.

"I feel so guilty.. I don't know why Bi Ina did that.. As I recall I put in the fine salt earlier.. Why is it so spicy?"

"Maybe you lack focus Puspa. Until you hallucinate putting in the salt that you enter is probably pepper or chili powder"

"Huufttt.." Puspa.

"If you want, stay at my house Puspa" Elisha looked at Puspa seriously

"No. I can't keep being a bitch, El. I have to have my own income. If this is the way, I'm ready to go"

"If you need anything, tell me" Elisha stroked Puspa's shoulder. Puspa replied with a smile. He nodded.

🍀🍀🍀

Puspa reached into his bag. Money from his father left 70,000

...Tin...

Puspa. The car stopped nearby. Again the Young Master.

"You should get used to Puspa meeting this shitty guy" Bathin Puspa

"Come in" Arga's word

"But..."

"Massuk or I'll fire!"

"Yes, come in." Puspa went straight into the car. In a hurry, he hit the car door.

He held his pulsating eel

"Aawwx"

"Cracked for the second time. Street"

The driver was driving the car at a moderate speed

"Ep? twice?" Ask Puspa confused

"Hm this morning. That fucking chickpea's your cooking, isn't it?"

Puspa.

Puspa plays his finger 👉👈, nervous like a perverted thief.

"That's.. L'm.. Emmm Anu"

"And Bi Ina admitted that it was her cooking. Logically Bi Ina already knows my appetite because she has been working at home for 5 years. You are new." Arga plays his phone

Puspa lowered his tears

"Yeah.. I'm sorry Young Master. Ah I'm sorry Young Master.. I admit it was my cooking.. But I really didn't mean it"

Arga was surprised, not hit or what, Puspa had cried first

"Hmmm who is sick if working if you still want to remain in employment. I forgive you this time"

Puspa smiled cheerfully

"Good Young Master. I will definitely seriously work until you and Mr. Madam do not complain" Puspa smiled widely

"Hm"

"Ehhhh stingy sentence again him"

Arga looked out at the car to hide his thin smile. It dawned

"What makes me smile?"

"Young Master.. I have something to ask you"