Love Stifled By Destiny's

It was wrong to be a maid. SEASON 2

Two days guests have been staying. The work gets more troublesome, when Alena wants a lot by telling this. While Arnald was quiet as a man, when he saw the indulgence of lovers who I think is very outrageous.

At least we all make mistakes will definitely be sprayed. Alena is impatient, so what she tells you to do must be done quickly and correctly.

"Yes, really, dah!" lamented Bik Murti with busy hands holding the tray. The cup sounded vibrating as he put rough on the kitchen table.

I, who was busy cleaning up some of the dirty utensils used to eat and cook, immediately turned to him to try to check what was really going on.

"What's up, Bik? Why start nagging this?" I was curious to approach his position, which was standing near the stove fire.

Frowny face with lips so snooty, a sign he was again in a bad mood.

"That's Miss Alena, just piss off. Everything we do goes awry" said Bik Murti.

"Heeh, who's patient, Bik. It might be like that. We are now cooperating people, so inevitably have to give up too," said the speaker to make him more understanding and calm.

"Yes, Amel. But his attitude was outrageous in my opinion. Different from our original employers."

"Let me do it and replace Auntie. What did he ask for?" bargained.

"That, ask to make tea but it wasn't hot and sweet less, aka not in accordance with his wishes, so Auntie got angry by him."

"Yes, no pa-pa. The patient. Let me just replace Auntie."

"Yes, Amel. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, you're welcome."

The hands begin to prepare everything. It's exactly the same as what I gave Alex. The special scented teabag I have lowered, so that the color immediately turns red.

"Just a lot of behavior!" lamented Bik Murti, still chattering and covetous just the same niece of the master.

I only responded with a smile, because I was busy making what the spoiled woman asked.

Don't want to keep him waiting long. A hasty move to immediately deliver the request.

"This, Miss!" The hand had already laid the tea, which was still puffing its smoke on the lounge table.

"Em." The short answer was solid and clear from Alena.

Netra tried to glance briefly at Arnald. Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was glancing at it as well. Netra has been channeling electricity between us, so quickly the head bowed, afraid if caught by the spoiled woman Alena.

The tea was instantly shaved off by Alena. He drinks without pause, like a thirsty man.

"Make me one more cup" told Alena to put the spelt cup.

The cup still had a little tea water left.

"Well, you drink twice" Arnald was astonished.

"It feels like a thirsty throat this once," replied Alena had been groping slowly the front neck.

"Couldn't you? You're not sick anymore, are you?" said Arnald sounded worried.

The position that had sat far apart, now Arnald changed it to approach Alena, by embracing the shoulder affectionately.

"Not sure, but it looks like I'm okay."

"But you look fine. But it's weird to want to drink again, it's not unusual - it's usually this."

It has made me a mosquito to listen to all their chatter.

"Ooh, maybe that's it."

The position of sitting in a row that is parallel to the table, now trying to stand up wants to carry out the orders of the employer again.

"I, excuse me. Want to make what Miss asked," said to want to resign.

"Hadeh. If you want to go, just go!" Rough answer Alena.

"Don't that, baby. 'And aunty his intentions are good to say goodbye, '" Arnald's defense.

"Yes, honey. But cook want to go back and do this it's using all the strings. Hear it eneg too," obviously indulgence.

"Ah already. Emotions only. Not good for your health."

"Heeh, yes .. yes."

There was little discussion between them. It feels bad, because of one mistake I made.

Do not know why everything is done all wrong, even though it has been polite earlier.

An empty tray I took to the kitchen again. This time trying to serve with a rather large cup, so that the woman's mouth is not fussy anymore. I hope he likes it and has no complaints.

"Where? Is he still complaining?" ask Bik Murti who just came out.

His hand that holds the broom pel, immediately put in the corner of the kitchen room according to his place.

"Yes that's it. No complaints about the taste, but he's a little spoiled for tea to remake" I explained.

"Ooh, good then."

"Emm, that's right."

"Actually I'm so sick of it. Oppose the rich, do not be spoiled and oppress the words of the servants. We also have hearts and feelings."

"Yes, Bik. The patient one. Maybe this is the test we work here, because all this time we are safe," capak trying to give understanding.

"Yes, too. But to me it was so outrageous. For a long time because of disgust, I might not feel at home for a long time working here," Bik Murti seemed impatient as well.

Pure Bik spoke turned around his body position with me, who was busy brewing. He leaned back casually against the waist, while his hands were crossed over his stomach.

"Don't that ah, Bik. Remember that! We work here very well about the salary and not much work done, because we know our employers are often not at home."

"Right, too, but lazy to face the nature of our master's nephew."

"Have ... already, Bik. Be patient from now on. We make a living here to make people happy at home, so don't give up and stay at work, don't get upset about the loss of our employer's comfortable job," Warning Bik Murti to stay.

"Huufff, yes Amel."

"Well, good then. Keep the spirit of seeking fortune and patiently face the nature of the employer." His hands were patting his shoulders.

"Yes, Amel. Sipp' is it then."

"OK."

A sweet smile finally emanated from his face, which initially had pouted and upset it. Again the tray contains tea and some snacks perched in the hand.

The envy, as the employer's nephew continued in Arnald's arms. It's lucky that Alena gets a man who is very considerate and can give more affection.