Mr. Zayn
Balpoin Z
"Hi Kaula" Leha greeted, peering at what Kaula was working on.
Both of Kaula's shoulders instantly lifted up.
"You ngagetin ah "thank you, Shocked by Leha's sudden presence.
"hehehe, sorry. Here Let me just say you must be tired "
Leha took the plate and spoon from Kaula's hand and pushed the shorter woman's body back into the room first.
"really? " ask Kaula in disbelief.
Leha nodded.
Kaula lightly raised a smile and bowed her thanks to Leha, she rushed to her room at No 5.
Leha shook her head slowly with a small smile on her lips looking at the behavior of Kaula just now, like a boy.
Leha began to put vegetables, not to forget also rice into the plate. Make it in two, for Juna as well as for the housekeeper that Leha no longer knows his name.
Leha placed the drinks and dishes on the tray with chocolate wood, and Leha happily carried the tray out of the house.
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"Where is it? " Leha looked left and right at the page, but no one was there.
Leha then turns to look for Juna next to the house, where she first hears Juna humming.
And sure enough, the bespectacled man was sitting on the white bench along with a middle-aged man older than Juna.
"Eh Leha "Juna got up from her seat after seeing Leha approaching her.
Juna helps Leha lower the dishes and drinks on the tray.
"No papa Juna, let me just " said Leha gently lowering the last glass.
He smiled and nodded to go back into the house.
"Thank you Leha" said Juna who was taken slowly by Leha who began to leave from there.
When Leha was passing through the yard to arrive in front of the entrance, suddenly something hit the top of her head until Leha stroked her head and looked up.
"sickness "
Leha then looked down for something that had just fallen on her head. A balpoin, Leha then picked up the balpoin. He observed the beautiful gold Balpoin with initials Z on his trunk.
"Beautiful, but who's it? " leha muttered, putting the ballpoint pen in her pocket and leaving from there.
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"Thankful Leha couldn't see me earlier "Zayn rubbed his chest slowly, hiding behind the curtains of his room.
Shortly before the incident. At that time Zayn was sitting on the balcony of the room while writing something on his blank sheet of paper. And at that time when Leha passed under accidentally when Zayn was about to reach his phone suddenly the balpoin in his hand was flirting and fell right on the top of Leha's head. Leha's voice was heard from the balcony of Zayn's room.
Zayn looked down, finding Leha who was picking up her favorite balpoin. Embarrassed, Zayn rushed into the folds of the window curtains.
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Zayn immediately came out of his hiding place. Then back to look down to see the existence of Leha who was no longer there.
"Over time we don't meet "
Zayn then approached the table, tidying up his equipment up there, bringing it all into the room. Slowly Zayn put all his hardware into the bottom of the nightstand drawer.
Zayn was stunned for a moment after seeing the obsolete diary book inside. The diary is written.
'Private property is not opened '
"The biggest mistake of my life was opening that diary. " Zayn put his hardware down to make the diary book buried.
Zayn pulled out his night light and climbed to the top where he prepared to close his eyelids, which were beginning to feel heavy.
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It was too early for him to clean the house first. Her morning waking habit carried over until Leha moved to work at the residence of Zayn Agnibrata.
"Is the house still sleeping? " Leha muttered to herself. Leha then applied a little lip dye, on her lower lip.
Start flattening the dye evenly on the upper-lower lip.
Leha then got up and put the mirror on the little nightstand next to the bed. His eyes were rounded after seeing the Z balpoin he got last night in the courtyard of the house.
Leha grabbed the ballpoint and put it in her pocket.
"Maybe the ballpoint pen has Mr. Zayn, so I have to go back." Inner Leha turned the pigtail and stepped out of the room.
Last night, before going to bed, Leha kept looking at the balpoin with the initials Z. Occasionally his eyes rose to the top looking at the ceiling of the room and then turned to look at the balpoin in his hand.
"Initial Z. Who else if not Mr. Zayn." Leha's great-grandson changed her sleeping position to the right side. "Tomorrow I must return, perhaps Mr. Zayn is sad to lose this balpoin."
The hallway in front of Leha's room looked quiet and desolate. Maybe the other waiter's still asleep on the bed. It was only half four in the morning.
Leha arrived at the main hall, there was no one there. Just as Leha was about to head towards the stairs that led to the upper floor, suddenly her attention was distracted by the main door that was slightly opened.
Leha's forehead shriveled. "Is anyone awake? " Leha walked over to the main door. Then peek out the back of the door.
A tall man was standing in the yard bare-chested.
Leha ventured to approach the man in front of her. Slowly but surely.
One arm of Leha raised up was about to pat the man on the shoulder, but the man caught Leha's wrist first. Flicking Leha's movement.
"Lepasin " Leha rebelled for a while, but stopped after the man turned his head.
"Mr Zayn "the great-grandson of Leha.
Zayn removed his grip and walked closer to the bench on the left side of the terrace. Put the book and balpoin on the table, then reach for the towel he has prepared.
Zayn wrapped his body using a blue towel embroidered with gold initials thread called ZA.
"Why are you here?" Zayn sits himself on a white-carved bench.
"Sorry sir, I thought you were someone else who walked into the courtyard. "
"Who would dare to enter here without permission? " Zayn turned towards Leha who was still standing there.
Leha chuckled in embarrassment at his question while scratching the nape of her neck.
"Wake up too early, it's not time to clean up." Zayn got up from his sitting position.
The waiter's work time at Zayn's residence began when 5am showed. And Leha woke up early.
When Zayn was about to step inside the house. Leha first flicked Zayn's steps with her words.
"Mr Zayn, did you lose your balpoin? " Leha reached into her pocket and walked over to Zayn who was standing in the main doorway.
"Last night I accidentally found this balpoin falling from above, I don't know who this is. But, judging from the initials of the name on the balpoin bar, this possibility has a Master. " Clearly Leha showed me the balpoin she was referring to.
Zayn glanced at the balpoin, then turned to look at Leha who was smiling knots at him.
"May you take it, it's an expensive balpoin anyway. Can you sell "Zayn into the house leaving Leha still there.
Before far away, Zayn turned around and moved his arm back. "The ballpoint stick was covered in gold "Zayn rotated his body and climbed the stairs.
Leha's mouth immediately formed the letter O perfectly. "Gold? the gold? " he said repeatedly looking at the balpoin and then Zayn's back who was far away.
"Not that this was too precious, "leha's inner self stuffed the ballpoint into her pocket. "I'll keep it, maybe Mr. Zayn will need it later" Leha said.
Leha looked over at the table, where Zayn's book and balpoin were placed. Leha approached, looking at the open surface of the book, until the contents of the book appeared. A beautiful depiction of Zayn's skyline and yard are etched by black ink. And the last sentence at the end of the picture.
From that time I tried to get away from this feeling, though,
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^^^| 8.00 PM | Alhamdulillah pain due to thrush has been reduced^^^
