Love Stifled By Destiny's

Shopping Together

The heart is so sad, no one knows about it. The hand I felt was very painful. Why does everything have to be the same for him? Why do you have to come near me? Whether destiny came into effect for us, but all is still vague and a mystery.

"Why did Mr Arnald say that? What memories do you want to try to remember? Why should you involve me? Do you really know, but why do you not remember at all," a heart murmur that keeps wondering and fidgeting.

"Aahhh, I'll think about it later. Rather than just making a headache. If indeed he is Alex, hopefully everything can be revealed soon. Amin ya robbal alamin," Prayer in the heart.

This hand never complains or is tired, to do all the work that is obligatory. The sweat that began to drip soaked my forehead, I began to drown with a cloth tucked between the necks. Mopping is also a tiring job, because the hands and feet move constantly plus the body should bend.

"Amel, the kitchen stuff is all gone. Whether you can go shopping to buy it," asked Bibik fellow worker.

"Ooh, can .. can, Bik. But wait for work mopping round first. Take responsibility, stay a little longer," I'm responsible.

"Well then, you'll ask for money with Mr. Arnald."

"Well, why ask her. Why don't you just ask Alena?" Astonishment asked.

"Alena was out somewhere, and coincidentally the money was deposited with Mr. Arnald," he replied.

"Oh yeah, I'll ask him later."

"good. You be careful on the road later."

"Good, Bik."

Some corner of the room that I haven't cleaned yet, I immediately went to get it done quickly. Hands have gone back and forth to run the mop broom. Water that has been spiked with soap begins to cloudy color.

Fuuuuh, finally finished also the work. Now just clean up, to immediately prepare for the request to shop earlier. Although only a maid, but appearance must be maintained, so that others are not disgusted or feel strange towards us.

"Sorry, Sir. If it bothers me for a moment" I said as he was busy reading the newspaper in the middle room.

"Oh, yes, Bik. What's up, huh? Nothing to bother, really! I'm relaxing this again" he replied kindly.

"The word bik Arni was told to shop and said the money should be the same, Mister!" he said he was already nervous.

"Oh, that's right. Alena was nitip. Hold on, I'll get the money in the room."

"Yes, Sir."

Arnald had risen from his seat. His steps began to go to the room. I waited standing up. Not long after he returned with his clothes neat. The forehead was already wrinkled because it was strange to see his appearance.

"Come on!" bring him.

"Where do you mean, sir?" Confusion asked.

"Let me just deliver."

"No .. no need, sir. Let me just go shopping for an angkot."

"But ... but that?" Doubt answered.

"No need to buts. Let's go now. It's starting at noon and the sun's rising!" tell him to be impatient.

"Hmm, fine then, sir."

Refusing to fear anger is the same as the words he has the right, but if you obey the words it feels bad when the maid must be delivered by the employer. Afraid of misunderstandings later, especially in the eyes of his girlfriend Alena.

The ultimate employer-owned luxury car becomes our vehicle. Shopping that is usually in the market now must be delivered to the mall. A bit of confusion because in the market live comot and bargain, now all vegetables are packed and must really choose freshness and still ok, to be cooked and stored in the next few days.

It felt uncomfortable once every step had to be followed by Arnald. Although he does not disturb, but his attitude that follows makes sprains only. Not to forget he followed also picky vegetables. It was quite helpful too, but our different statuses made it uncomfortable.

Feet until sore choose this it's from a different place. Several times had to twirl around looking for a place that there was an item we were looking for. If the market is familiar where the place is, so it does not take long and a little tiring. The name is also wong deso shopping dimall makes bumbling, because rarely shop at the place of kayak beginning.

"Where? Is everything that's needed on record?" ask Arnald.

"Emm, I think it's all!" I replied while researching the notes from top to bottom.

"Goodoo. Then we go straight home," he said, ready to push the trolli.

"Good, Sir."

I can only wait outside the cashier. Arnald paid for all the groceries. Some of the money deposited was held with him. One by one the goods began to enter the bag of crackle. I immediately helped bring, after being counted with the cashier.

The shopping was so much, it made us both a little bit of trouble to bring.

I put the goods in ceramic tiles, while waiting for an invitation from Arnald who was taking the car in the parking lot.

Tin ... tin, the horn sounds have sounded, and I know who owns it.

Arnald is down. I'm having trouble bringing groceries to bring in the car he helped. One by one they started coming in.

Bhugh, due to the sudden weight of the crochet rope cut off, making some items now so scattered fell on the front floor of the mall building.

"Wow, why break up too, anyway!" I complained about wanting to pick up that thing.

Unexpectedly our palms had already touched, both wanted to take things. The view did not lock each other. The highlight of the eyes was so memorized with brownish eyeballs full of aura of kindness. Mimik faces have been equally stunned, until a long time looking at each other without blinking the net at all. The face began to get hot exposed to fire, if touched was certainly thought to be fever.

"Ehh, I'm sorry, sir!" say I begin to break our long-sighted daydream.

"Eyehh, it's okay." Arnald seemed embarrassed by what had just happened.

The head immediately lowered, not daring to look at Arnald's face again. The direction of picking up was already behind him on the right. It felt like that gaze made the heart race in no direction anymore.

"Astagfirullah, what did you do earlier, Amel? Why are you lulled into staring at those eyes? Let not Mr. Arnald be mistaken for your behavior earlier," the murmur began to worry.