Destiny Or Engineering Mu

Miranda

“Money Della” Watered the woman then lowered her head.

“Why do you know my name?” della asked curiously, Della knew if indeed the woman in front of her when was the woman she did not know.

“because I've seen madam” answered the woman still faithfully lowered her head.

“Where?” Della's getting curious.

“Di......” The woman was silent for a moment to try the mangigat where she saw Della to know the figure of the beautiful woman.

“Ahhhh...I remember..nyonya can I ask for a selfie photo with you?” the woman now dares to look at Della, from the look in her eyes Della can catch the look of hope that what she asked Della could be, and that makes Della frown because of tangent.

“Not answering me even makes me more confused,” Della said inwardly.

Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him was still silent the woman then decided to undo her intentions

“forgive me madam, sorry for being so presumptuous to ask for a photo with you”.

“No....you may take a picture with me but before that may I know your reason for taking a picture with me?” Della.

“So when I watched on tv I saw the faces of Mr. Adrian and his mistress adorn some chanel that I watched, I think those who can appear on the television screen it is definitely the artist” woman was silent for a moment as if in doubt with the next speech “aku comes from the village mistress and an extraordinary thing if I can meet with the artist “ said the woman shyly.

“Ohhh....Lord” Della felt as sick as crazy “why such a thing just aired on the tv screen, there are other things that are more important and useful to air”.

“What have you ever met Adrian before?” Della was not satisfied with the information she received.

It looks like Della was wrong to major in college, should not be in the health field that he did until graduating from college but journalism.

“I've been working for almost a week and living here as a domestic assistant, and I've met Mr. Adrian more than three times and for my own mistress I know because I saw a painting plastered in the living room, so when I saw the faces of the mistress and master on tv I immediately recognized him” explained the woman.

“Painting?, living room?” squeak Della.

“iya madam, did the mistress not see it?”

“Yes, when I just entered the house I was surprised by the presence of a woman in a neat suit, what other than you there is someone else who lives in this house?” Della gazes at the rose garden seen through the window .

“Me and Mr. Salim in charge of cleaning this home page madam” replied the woman.

“Then who was that pretty girl?” ask Della on yourself “ or....ahhh....no....Della don't stray your mind deh..pull your breath.exhaust..and relax” Della resuscitate her thoughts that begin to digress.

“You can accompany me around and look around” Della said.

“It is with pleasure madam” said the woman cheerfully.

“Don't call mistress, just call Della ya” Della feel inappropriate if called by the name ‘Nyonya’ by Miranda.

“But mistress Della is my employer, impolite”

The woman was silent and preoccupied with everything that began to enliven her mind and heart.

"If you still mind calling me by name then you can call me sister and I can call you sister" Final Della.

"But if you don't accept how?"

"I'll explain it to her" Della persuaded.

"Alright" the woman resigned to Della's decision.

"May I know the name of the brother?" Della stared at the face of the woman who was none other than the housekeeper who worked in that house.

"Ohhhh, yes I forgot to introduce myself, my name Miranda can be called my Mira from xxxx village" Miranda introduced herself.

"If so I don't call brother but I call you how....?" della.

"Originally you are comfortable neng" said Miranda.

"Hahhaha.teteh can, but it is not wrong also because umma I also come from the same village kayak teteh" said Della.

"Ohhhh, yes.ummah neng also often speak regional languages" asked Miranda who had begun to be familiar with Della.

Della nodded "i also understand and also often chat with umma using the language of the origin of umma"

"great" Miranda said, showing her thumb.

"where is teteh...?(.Where did you start, brother...?" ask Della.

"naon...? (what.)" asked Miranda confused.

"tutai imah ieu...! (see this house..!)" said Della.

"no dieu..! (from here)" said Miranda.

"Gusti Bu della angrurammay.(.My God it turns out that Della's mistress is very kind)" Miranda said.

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