MY HELPER PASSION

THE GP 14

Izza unceasingly smiled as he could eat together again with Deon. But he tried to hide his smile because he did not want to be discovered if he was actually happy.

Deon ate with gourmand. Actually he still wants to add, just closed by prestige because he had said if he was not appetite.

"You want to add, sir?" haggar Izza saw that his master's plate was empty while his man still looked at the food while it was exploding.

Deon. "Son, I'm full."

"Oh, yeah."

Izza continued his unfinished meal. Deon thought Izza would force him to go again. But apparently he doesn't care. Regretting he said he was full even though the capacity of the stomach is still a lot.

Deon drank water in the glass Izza had poured before. He sees Izza still eating making him want to eat again. But it's not gonna do.

"You're strong enough for all this?" ask the man later.

Izza looked up at his face and saw the food on the table that was still as large as it was.

"Where might fit in my stomach, sir. Maybe if it doesn't run out it can be shared with the neighbors."

"Don't!" yell that guy fast.

"And it was Mr. Deon himself who said."

"Mmc .. But later the wife goes home and she is hungry to eat how? You have to re-cook and it's a long time. So leave it here, don't go in the fridge either."

Deon left the dining table, leaving Izza who was still eating without saying goodbye and returned to the room. In the room he cursed himself. Why should he be proud to eat. After all, she was her employer and Izza was just a housekeeper.

Honestly, Izza's cooking was so good that it made her reluctant to stop eating.

Five minutes after sitting in the room in a state of stomach still hungry. Deon came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen with a step of sagging already like a person who wants to turn away.

He saw Izza washing dishes. He watched Izza from a distance. The woman was heard singing songs with occasional dancing. Deon held back his laughter seeing Izza's behavior. He thought nobody was there. He was being watched from a distance.

Deon hid behind the wall when Izza turned her back and apparently finished washing dishes. Deon heard the sound of Izza's footsteps approaching. He held his breath behind the wall so as not to be caught. And Izza left from there probably went back to his room.

"Mahan .." Deon breathed a sigh of relief because Izza did not see him.

Deon quickly headed to the dining table and saw that there was still plenty to eat. He also took a plate near the pantry and took rice and side dishes into his plate with a lot. After that he returned to the room in a hurry, worried that Izza had caught him.

Deon leaned against the door of his room after successfully bringing food into the room unnoticed by Izza. He was like a house assistant and Izza was his master. His position was like upside down because he had to secretly take food in his own home just because of the word prestige.

Deon placed his plate on the table and sat on the sofa in his room. His lips covered a wide smile as he would continue eating his delicacies.

"Finally .." said the man and without a second thought he ate his food.

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