Miss Hurray, I Love You!
Thirty-six
Like the day before Rafan had woken up at five in the morning. Though he slept quite late last night, but stayed awake at the same hour.
The occupants of the house except the servants were still sound asleep. Rafan was like following the watch of the servants was no longer like the host who could wake up at any time.
Rafan decides to go around the house watching the servants cleaning the house. Although it looks not too care, but the servants gossiped, of course without Rafan's knowledge. Feeling strange with the changes seen from his employer especially the waking hours.
Other habits also made the servants astonished. In the past Rafan was notoriously spoiled and arrogant, he was not an employer who was friendly to the servants but also not evil and oppressive. All needs must be available according to taste.
If the waiter does not do as he commands he will be angry and yell but not to play hands. But now, Rafan so often greet and act friendly to the servants without exception.
Often invite conversation even curious feelings with what the waiter does. Once one day Rafan went to the kitchen and washed the dirty dishes in the sink, so Asih to punish the servant in charge.
Though the waiter only went to the bathroom for a while, but when he wanted to continue the work was even done by his own employer.
Let alone the servants who feel surprised, Rafan himself felt strange in him. Perhaps living as a poor young man, living a difficult life for four months made the man change his mindset and behavior.
"Young master is awake?"
The sound of bi Asih surprised Rafan who was standing on one of the balconies of the house. Rafan turned around and smiled and nodded.
"Have you servants been gossiping about me lately?" rafan asked casually.
While walking around the house earlier, he had heard the whispers of the servants who mentioned his name, just could not confirm their conversation because it was done in a slow voice and whispering.
Bi Asih looked a little stunned, either shocked because someone dared to gossip about his employer or because Rafan knew the servants often gossiped about him after four months of disappearing.
"I will discipline the servants, apologize for your inconvenience" Mr."
"It's not so," Rafan denied as he shook his palm.
"Huhmhhh.. Just thinking that I was such an annoying person in the past, maybe a lot of servants hurt me and cursed me in the back. Did my aunt often upset me?" tanya Rafan tries to express his feelings to bi Asih. Bi Asih only smiled faintly in response.
"Better young master go back to the room and rest. Maybe this morning Mr. Yo will go back to the company and go to the hospital for a foot checkup."
Rafan sighed before answering. His gaze was still straight ahead, staring at the reddish tinge that slowly appeared shimmering the sign of the sun timidly starting to appear.
"Bi, according to Bibi it is better to be comfortable but suffer or live a gambled life but enough?"
Rafan's question made the middle-aged woman frown faintly to clarify the fine lines that were already on some parts of her face.
"Sir, you better go back to the room. Because you're still sick, so there's no need to come downstairs let me bring you some food to Mr.'s room."
Rafan nodded, following the advice of bi Asih to go inside the room and clean up.
***
Alsava evaporates widely while doing light stretching. Ah, last night again he could not sleep well because he thought about Rafan.
The girl sighed deeply, looking away at the scene behind the window of the walking bus.
Although it is still morning but the main road has begun to be crowded with various vehicles, both public transportation and private vehicles in the form of motorcycles and cars.
Huhmh... This is how living in a big city, everyone is ambitious to make as much money as possible for the sake of living comfortably and even willing to mortgage the most valuable thing for him.
So did Alsava, he had to recognize himself as a capitalist slave because he was too ambitious to find money to have more than one job. Mortgaging time off and willing to put aside hunger, seem to ignore giving appreciation to yourself.
The huft!
Alsava leaned back tired as he sighed, the girl noticed the skinny back of her hand with blue veins that stood out. Sometimes he felt jealous when he saw another girl's hand that was smooth white with plump fingers.
Yesterday Tedi called and said that Alsava no longer had to send money, because his younger brother was able to make money by working part-time in one of the neighboring workshops. Alsava initially objected and asked Tedi to focus on learning not to work.
However, his sister insisted on making Alsava surrender. Eventually the debate ended with an agreement that Alsava's tuition remained until Tedi graduated, and his sister had to promise to graduate with good grades despite returning home from school still having to work.
Alsava's daydreams fell when the speed of the bus he was riding slowed down. The girl looked around and reached the bus stop close to her workplace. Get off the bus with the other passengers.
"The weather is so bright."
Alsava inhaled the air deeply while swinging his hands forward and back.
"Morning!"
Alsava's body jumped, the muscles that had been relaxed turned stiff instantly. Alsava's head turned quickly to the source of the voice, then looked flat at the perpetrator who was smiling widely without sin.
"Why hasn't Al answered?"
Alsava simply continued without answering Betrand's question.
Despite being ignored, Betrand chuckled instead. Not offended or disturbed by the attitude of Alsava. The man accompanied Alsava in silence. Occasionally a thin smile teesungging on his lips.
Betrand arrived early in the morning and went to wait at a bus stop near the restaurant after properly parking his car in the restaurant's parking lot. The man smiled amusedly laughing at himself realizing his ridiculous manner now.
Somehow, he felt a tickling sensation back in his heart like his first love. Last night Betrand did not sleep soundly imagined face and adorable behavior Alsava.
The man sighed when he reached the restaurant and was already in the employee locker room, it was a sign that he was no longer able to approach Alsava freely. While working they are both only superiors and subordinates.
That means, they have to keep to the profession at work. Betrand did not want any bad rumors circulating about them, just because he could not help himself
Alsava works pretty well without any constraints. Although today the customers who came quite a lot, but his body was trained to work with nimble and meticulous.
From morning until noon there were no meaningful problems, until he accidentally bumped into a pregnant woman who had come out of nowhere and spilled a drink onto her dress.
"Hey, you lowly employee! can you work?" hardik the pregnant woman with a fierce face and bulging eyes.
Despite showing a sinister expression, Alsava could still see the beauty on the woman's face.
"Ma, I'm sorry my mistress accidentally!" alsava said a little.
Not expecting to make a mistake that is quite fatal on the second day of work. In a haphazard manner he took a tissue and tried to dry the pregnant woman's upper belly shirt.
Grateful for the drink he spilled in the cold, it was inconceivable that in the heat. It's gonna be more fucked up.
"Sorry lady, forgive me!"
Alsava did not stop apologizing, with his head lowered and trembling hands trying to mend the mess he was making. The pregnant woman snorted and then brushed off Alsava's hand.
"It's not necessary!" said the woman sniffled, she looked very upset.
"What's up Lex?"
Alsava's body became stiff hearing a voice he was very familiar with. Slowly raising his head and ascertaining the conjecture that flashed in his mind about the owner of the voice.
Alsava's chest rippled as his eyes met a stark look with the sturdy man whose arms were embraced spoiled by the pregnant woman earlier. Alsava's chest skipped a beat, part of the heart throbbing in pain as it looked at the romantic scene before him.
Alsava you must know yourself!
The meaning in the heart.
