MY HELPER PASSION

GP 9

The next morning Deon skipped breakfast for this time. He had a morning meeting with his client. Izza was a little disappointed because the breakfast he had made was not touched by Deon. Though he had woken up early in the morning and last night he could only sleep at two in the morning. He finally had breakfast himself.

After finishing her breakfast. Izza decided to wash clothes. Every two times a day he would wash his master's clothes. However, only this time did he discover there was money in his female employer's clothes. Not only was there cash, he also found a hotel payment receipt in the pocket of the blazer.

"Hotel payment truck?" thought the woman.

Izza ventured to read the writing on the receipt. His eyes were fixed on the date on the receipt.

"It's a hotel payment receipt three weeks ago, before I worked here means."

Izza pocketed the money he found in the pocket of the blazer for him to return later when his employer was home. Then he walked into the trash to throw the receipt away.

However, after arriving in front of the trash can not far from the existence of the washing machine, he suddenly changed his mind and did not throw it away.

"Do I return the money just like this receipt, yes. Who knows this is important" Izza thought quickly pocketed the receipt.

Izza didn't think of anything anymore, he immediately started washing his master's clothes.

While waiting for the washing machine to stop until it is finished. He used his time to clean the house and everything else. Not felt, when all the tasks of his house were done, the washing machine stopped and clothes were ready in the sun.

Because he only slept a few hours last night, he was still sleepy the next morning. Therefore, after he finished drying his clothes, he chose to sleep.

Meanwhile, someone walked inside in slightly messy clothes. When he returned home, he saw no one in his house.

"It's good that bi Izza didn't see me coming home" the man said before rushing into his room.

"God .. It's so much fun .." said the woman accompanied by a happy smile.

Elsewhere, Deon had just ended his meeting with a client. Next he asked his secretary to handle the job.

"Never let a client down even if he's not a big client!"

"Alright, sir," the secretary replied understandingly.

Deon always warned his secretary not to disappoint his clients. Because he wants to work optimally for anyone his client. He never discriminated or was picky. As long as his client believes in cooperation with his company, he will try to give the best for them.

He remembered his wife. The man reached for a flat object behind his suit pocket. Dial someone's number there.

Not long after, the phone was connected.

"Hello, honey. Where are you now?"

Deon was silent for a moment to hear Adell's voice from across the phone.

"Oh, it's home. I thought you were still where you were last night. Yeah, well, then I'm home too, yeah."

Deon ended his phone call. He rushed home to see his wife who left him last night just for his skincare business.

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