
Being a Maid and cleaning service is not an ideal. My desire is the same as others, college and being able to work with a large income.
But, I don't want to continue to curse myself with this job. Better to accept and thank him, tokh with this job, I can support my Aunt and my two sisters. Moreover, Mika helped pay off my parents' debts.
As usual, I mopped the whole room, glazed over and cleaned the bathroom. The night was quiet, because I was the last one to come home. I decided to tune a song to ease the loneliness.
I'm looking for a list of songs on Caffe's laptop. One song I chose from the Mocca Band. Old-fashioned song aka old times, but I always like to hear it.
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Oh, secret admirer...
When you're around the autumn feels like summer
How come you're always messing up the weather
Just like you do to me.
My Silly admirer
How come you never send me bouquet of flowers?
It's whole lot better than disturbing my slumber
If you keep knocking at my door
Last night in my sleep
I dreamt of you riding on my counting sheep
Oh how you're always bounce
Oh you look so annoying.(please!)
Dear handsome admirer
I always think that you're a very nice fellow
But suddenly you make me feel so mellow
Every time you say: "HELLO!"
You look at me everytime
I wish you vanish and dissapear into the air
How do you keep on smiling?
Oho! you look so annoying.(not again!).
My secret admirer
I never thought my heart could be so learning
Please tell me now why try to ignore me
'Cause I do miss you so
My silly admirer ('cause I do miss you so.)
My handsome admirer ('cause I do miss you so.)
Dear secret admirer...
'Cause I do miss you so...
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The singing is still going, and I'm still doing mini bars. Until unconscious the bell rang, a sign of someone entering.
“Assalamu’alaikum Lani.”
The voice ....
I'm jumped. Not surprised by that voice, but someone who called me was ... Yes, haha, Mas Zidan!
I closed my mouth covered in a mask.
She laughs. Why yes, he likes to laugh at my behavior, I am not a clown.
He looked around the room. And scrunched his forehead.
“You alone?” ask Mas Zidan.
I'm nodding. And make him his favorite macchiato.
“The song is good too. About a woman who is upset about being admired by a silly man. But finally, he even misses his admirer.”
“Uhukk ... Uhukk ...” Die me! Suddenly I coughed at his words. He's not insinuating me, is he?
“Are you, ok?” he looks worried.
I nodded many times.
He laughed again.
“You keep nodding. Careful, fear your neck is broken.”
Silent!
“Ops! Sorry, I didn't mean to offend, just kidding. Em ... Fearing ya?” Mas Zidan scratched his non-itchy nape.
I laughed unconsciously.
“Hey, you can laugh too. Well, that's dong. If you keep quiet, someone thinks I'm chatting alone, it's horror hehe ..”
There's just Mas Zidan. Apparently, he's a humorist too.
I presented a cup of macchiato and bowed before him.
“Where to?” he didn't take a sip of the drink because I suddenly bowed.
I reached into the phone and typed, then showed it to her.
“You wash dishes? Come on, you can continue tomorrow. Better go home and rest. It's late.”
I was staring, confused how to.
Mas Zidan smiled. That smile is not good for my heart health.
“I'm not Mika, and I'm your boss now. So you don't have to be afraid. I finished my drink first yes, after that we go home.”
The mood was silent again. Upset, if it wasn't an important agreement with Mika, I wouldn't pretend to be mute. Especially in front of Zidan.
“Cock daydreaming?”
Shocked, I shuffled and rushed to take the backpack in the locker, until all the contents came out due to my nervousness.
Mas Zidan was quick to help tidy up my things. Duh, I really look ridiculous!
“Tas, mushaf, dolphin keychains, books, wallets, cell phone protectors, all purple. You like purple color huh?”
My eyes were round, not expecting him to notice my things. I nodded and carried the backpack. While standing together, accidentally my eyes and Mas Zidan whisked.
“You know, you are a unique and mysterious girl!” he looked at me intensely.
Gluey!
I had to save my heart before I jumped out of place.
We both got out, and then I locked Caffe's door. I put on my helmet and rode the bike. My nervousness is no longer tolerable. Be fat!
Mas Zidan is closing in on my bike.
“Be careful yes, don't forget to do’a.”
I nodded back, and hinted at gratitude.
“Iya, equally La.”
He waved at me with a smile full of mines.
O Allah, the handsome is completely inhumane hihi ....
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