MY HELPER PASSION

GP 15'S

Deon ate his food until his stomach was completely full. And he was no longer strong to spend his food so much he took.

"Abue .. So full .." said the man as he laid his body on the sofa.

This time Deon ate too much. Because before if he ate as necessary.

The man glanced at the food that was still left on his plate. His stomach was gone but he did not want to leave the food.

"I'm possessed by what's become greedy gini."

He doesn't even recognize himself. Izza's cuisine is able to shift his world.

"I've never eaten this much" the man added.

Deon rubbed his distended stomach looking like a stuffy pregnant woman.

Izza returned to the kitchen after realizing that his phone was left in the kitchen pantry. His steps came to a halt as he passed the slightly messy dining table. The woman looked astonished.

He intended to tidy up his dining table again which he felt he had tidied up. He was more surprised when he saw the food that was still a lot now lives a little.

Izza looked left and right. Also look down under the table.

"Why is the food reduced?" thought.

Izza looks for something. Is there a cat or something in this house that can carry food?

Suddenly, Deon's name flashed through his head.

"Is it possible Mr Deon?"

"Ah, but did Mr. Deon say he was full and asked for this food to be left for Adell's mom?"

"Is Adell's mom back?"

"Ah but not so fast. Ms. Adell couldn't have come home and eaten in such a short time."

"Then who's taking food that's a messy table like this?"

Izza tried to guess. His mind kept on going to Deon. But not one hundred percent sure if the man did it.

Looks like Izza needs to do something to prove that Deon did it. He forgot his cell phone and rushed to his master's room.

Deon was just about to close his eyes because the satiety made him sleepy. He was shocked to hear the door of his room being knocked by someone he believed was Izza.

"Where should I hide?"

The man was excited himself at a loss to find a safe place to hide his old dinner plate. Yes it is, someone who feels guilty will definitely panic and fear himself even though Izza will not enter his room.

Deon put his old dinner plate under the bottom of the table. He hopes it's safe. Then he walked towards the door after the door was knocked several times.

Deon gave a smile to cover up his panic when the door opened.

"What's wrong?" ask the man.

"Mrs Adell has come home?"

Deon. "Yet. Why?"

"It's okay. I thought I was home."

Izza moved the tip of his tail to look for something in the room. Seeing that quickly Deon moved his body in the direction of Izza's eyes. He suspected Izza of being suspicious of him.

"Well, is that all?" Deon distracts Izza and Izza quickly puts on a smile so as not to be suspected.

"Yes, sir. I just want to ask you that."

"OK." Deon used his hand to get Izza to get out of there.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Please."

Izza is gone. Deon heaved a sigh of relief after a moment of holding his breath as he felt tense. It's like a thief that's just been interrogated by intell.

Izza stopped the steps as soon as he heard that Deon's room door was closed. He turned his body and looked at the door.

"Deon's attitude looks suspicious. If he really brought food into his room, why hide? This is his home too."

Izza exhaled a bit harshly. He thought the man was getting weird. I don't know.

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