Forced to Marry Young Master

19. Hand Clothes

Daniah is grateful to still be able to win when talking to the female residents of this house. But honestly, he was tired.

Why can't you make peace with me. We are both struggling to live in this horrible place.

After finishing dinner Daniah chose to go into the room. He knew no one in the house, including the servants.

“It looks like I should greet and get acquainted with the servants. At least I have friends in this foreign place. My sister-in-law and mother-in-law are like my stepmother and Risya. They already hate me for no reason.”

Daniah turned on the TV. Watching movies is also more entertaining. Unknowingly, the girl fell asleep with the TV still on. Daniah blinked her eyes in shock. His eyes opened and immediately narrowed again due to the glare of the lights. Immediately getting up from the sofa he stood up and turned to the bed. Empty, Mr. Saga has not returned. What time is it? He muttered while looking for his phone.

“Jam eleven.”

Daniah went to the bathroom, washed her face, and changed clothes. Whatever, he wants to come back anytime, just sleep again. Take a blanket and pillow in the closet and take it to the sofa. But because his sleepiness had even disappeared, he finally switched to playing hp. The TV that was still on when he stayed asleep he turned it off.

“Wahh group chat bustling.” Daniah goes into her employee chat group chat.

“You're not yet on sleep?”

“Hehe, Mbak Niah also hasn't slept?”

“Buwn to this, it's been a short sleep.”

Keep typing, don't stop. The conversation has gone everywhere. Tika posted a photo of an acquaintance man from the village. Pretty handsome too. The singles in the group instantly clawed out a show-off shout. Daniah giggles herself. She rolled under the blanket, enveloping her body by moving her body not pulling it by hand. So his body was wriggling there and here.

While the door was open, Saga stood there for quite a while. Seeing Daniah in a blanket wriggly wriggle is not clear. Laughter is also heard from under the blanket. A faint smile appeared on Saga's lips looking at the woman's behavior under the blanket.

What did that stupid girl do.

“What are you doing?” his voice sounded half-crying.

Brugg, to Daniah's surprise the wake reflex. Unprepared for his position, he fell down with a blanket on his head. He fell to the floor quite hard. Daniah tidied up her clothes in a hurry.

“What are you doing?”

Daniah hasn't answered that question. He's still confused. Saga glanced at the hp that had fallen on the floor.

“From!” he snapped his finger. His face was stupefied, but soon changed rapidly.

What is this, is he gonna hit me.

Though Daniah trembled, he walked closer.

Print! The flick of a finger on Daniah's forehead sounds painful. Daniah groaned with a groaning voice, but sounded a bit loud.

Sakit!

“I told you not to make me repeat my words.”

“I'm sorry Mr.”

My Keningku pain.

“I am waiting for Master while playing hp.”

“I want to sleep" Daniah's brain immediately worked out the draft rules made by Secretary Han. If Mr. Saga says he wants to sleep then he's asking for a change of clothes.

“Ba, fine. I'll get you clothes first.” He rushed into the clothing room.

It hurts!

He rubbed his head with his hair. Ahhh sick. Hixes. For not wanting to make Mr. Saga wait for him to hurry. Handing over clothes, turning over when Saga changed clothes.

Saga threw the clothes she was wearing right on Daniah's head. Slowly the girl grabbed and hugged at his chest.

“You're crying?”

Daniah rubbed her face with Saga's clothes in her hands. How can these stupid tears come out like this. Thought full of regret.

“No Mr.”

“Come.” Saga snapped his finger. Ask Daniah to come closer. Daniah's body froze. The pain in his forehead still felt slashing.

Is he gonna hit me again.

Daniah brought her face closer to Saga who was already sitting on the bed. He closed his eyes, clenching his hands tightly. If he had to feel pain both times in his forehead.

Uh, cold. Why does my forehead feel cold. The pain also disappeared a little.

Daniah opened her eyes. He saw Saga, the man threw a small ointment that he caught.

“Option of your forehead with it.”

“Good Sir. Thanks.”

It turned out that he was a person who still had a little conscience. Daniah mutters. Then he went into the dressing room and put Saga's clothes there. He felt his forehead which had been smeared with the ointment earlier. After removing the remaining tears that had come out without his permission he came out of the clothes room. Passing the bed.

“New as that you've been crying.”

Daniah stopped the move.

“Sorry my Master did not cry, maybe I was sleepy until I let out tears.”

“Really? I haven't even broken your fingers you've cried like a baby.”

Daniah's body trembled, she stood still. His hands are firmly grasped. Feel his own fingers.

“Turn off lights!”

“Ba, well Sir. Good night, may you have a good dream.”

Saga had already pulled the blanket, Daniah rushed to turn off all the lights. He stared at his fingers still attached to the light switch. Screaming remembering the words Saga said earlier. He quickly dropped to the sofa. Pulling the blanket and trying to fall asleep. I just wish I could have a good dream.

I burned my words, he's a devil, how the devil has a conscience.

SERI......................