Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

For me?

The dinner continued with a casual conversation. Yati and Mr. Ginting, who had gone to his grandfather's study, had gone out and had a conversation with the others. Despite the fact, Mr. Ginting was more silent than talking.

Yati did the same. He just kept quiet and smiled thinly, without much comment or wonder, at his interlocutor.

In addition to following Mr. Ginting's will, he must also be self-aware if, here is not really his real world. He also knew nothing, so Yati could only remain silent while observing.

Shortly after, Mr. Ginting invites Yati to come home. Not to the house he had occupied yesterday for self-training, but to Mr. Ginting's own house. Not far from his grandfather's house.

"Where are you going to Ginting?" ask grandpa, when Mr. Ginting said goodbye.

"There," answered Mr. Ginting short, pointing sideways, wearing his chin.

"Oh yeah, don't forget, give Grandpa this news soon, that there's a great-granddaughter in your stomach. Hehehe.. enjoy the nights you two, before your wedding I preach."

Yati just smiled at the words of her grandfather. While Mr. Ginting, smiled with a sneer at his grandfather earlier.

Finally, Yati and Mr. Ginting got out of the house and left the house with the car that was the introduction of Yati to this house.

Mr. Ginting's house, just two different houses from his grandfather's. But because the houses there are large and with a very large yard, so the distance seems very far.

Yati follows Mr. Ginting out of the car, as the housekeeper opens the door.

She also followed her husband's steps, to enter the house.

After walking for a while later, Yati thought that more than five minutes' walk from the door to a living room or living room, Yati was told to sit down.

"Sit down" said Mr. Ginting.

Yati according. He sat on a sofa with a large size, which may be used to sleep, without having to be afraid if it will fall to the floor.

Mr. Ginting left Yati in his seat alone. Whether to go where else Mr. Ginting went, Yati also did not ask.

Shortly after, a male servant came and asked Yati to come with him.

"Miss Kiara's. Come with me," said the waiter, bowing respectfully.

Yati stood up, following the waiter earlier without asking much.

After walking for about ten minutes, Yati was welcome to enter into a room.

"Please come in and rest. All the needs of miss Kiara, have been provided in this room. If something is needed, just press the button that is under the light switch. We'll be here soon" said the waiter.

Yati nodded her head, even though she did not understand all of the servant's words. He thought that later he would also get used to it and know for himself.

A very spacious room, with white wall paint without any other color. There are not many decorations on the walls. Only two paintings that are not understood, what is the picture, by Yati.

Yati ignored all that. He walked towards the big bed, which of course could be used to roll around without fear of falling from the bed. A king size that not everyone has.

Everything in this room is special. Includes a large mirror near the bathroom door.

Yati let out a long sigh, then lay down on the bed. He closed his eyes, to feel the comfort of sleeping in the bed.

Before long, Yati was completely asleep. He didn't realize that everything he was doing was being monitored by Mr. Ginting, from the next room, using the cctv he had installed earlier.

The room, which is powered by Mr. Ginting, is a space that has been specially made as a place where he works, and performs activities that are more privacy. There is a bed and a wardrobe. There is also a special bathroom in the room.

In addition, there is a connecting door, between the room currently occupied by Yati, with Mr. Ginting's office. So, actually Yati's room and Mr. Ginting's room are one.

But, the connecting door between the rooms was not visible in Yati's room, because it was designed in such a way, so it did not look like a door. But more like a glass mirror, because it is coated with a large mirror, which is near the bathroom door.

Only Mr. Ginting and the architecture know this secret. Especially Yati, who had just come to this house. He only knows, if he and Mr. Ginting, different rooms.

*****

"Holmm..."

Yati woke up with a squirm. He also evaporated wide. He forgot if he was not in his own house or at the boarding house.

Upon awakening, as Yati saw the large mirror that was right before her at the moment, as she was in a tilted position, immediately covered her own mouth.

"Ah, it's a good thing that there are no people," Yati said, breathing with relief.

After getting up and sitting down, Yati tidied up her hair, then got off the bed and stepped towards the bathroom.

He felt like taking a bath and releasing his fatigue, which had just been completed by sleeping.

"What bathroom is this salon room?"

Yati was stunned by herself, seeing the state of the bathroom that was in this room.

A large bath tub was inside the translucent room. Wardrobe on the other hand, there are also many clothes with fashionable models and all are still new.

From the bandrols of the clothes, Yati was wide at sight.

"Whose clothes are they?" ask Yati to know.

Yati, finally tried one shirt, out of all the clothes.

"Hemmm, fits. Is this what the waiter mentioned earlier, if all my needs are already in this room?" Yati wondered in her heart.

"Hopefully yes. So I'm not sassy with the meaning later."

Finally, Yati went to fill the bath tub with warm water. He sprinkled a therapeutic aroma soap powder, which was also readily available.

"Sakura scent? then, I'm sure, if what the waiter said, it's true, including all the clothes. But, why did Mr Ginting come up like this, treating me? It's just an engineering."

Yati kept thinking and wondering what, and why. And in the end, he shrugged both of his shoulders, a sign of stupidity. "As for Mr. Ginting. Rich people want anything they can. I just need to enjoy all this, before I'm back."

After that, Yati undressed and went into the bath tub, to soak and feel the sensation of her favorite sakura scent.

"Just enjoy Yati. It's a rare opportunity and perhaps, there won't be a second time" muttered Yati alone.

Yati also smiled and closed her eyes, while soaking. Enjoying the luxury afforded by Mr Ginting's 'husband.