NINGRAT Between Him And Duda

Yamete Kudasai, Mr. Om ...

Ning could only resignedly follow where the steps of the person dragging him, because for him that person was a good person. Although it had been a week trying to avoid him, but what power, the person himself who had suddenly come and took him away.

“Master Om ... Where are we going? I'm still in this business hours ...” asked Ning to Athar who dragged his hand just like that without permission or even stale.

“Already, just follow ... I will not be like kok.” Athar did not stop his steps.

“You are taken wherever I am willing, sir Om tamvan .. What else if you want to be taken directly to KUA, unchh ...” muttered Ning in heart while smiling at his own smile.

The second step stopped in front of the door of a room that was only two meters away from where they stood. Athar let go of Ning's hand.

“Alamak ... yes time I want to be taken into the room .. Just the two of them again... ouhhh ... later there will be the devil so the third creature, how is this??” ning's screams in her heart that began to fret.

“A week I tried to avoid it, once I met even taken to the room .. ouh Gustii .. please this servant of yours. Even though the Mr. Om tamvan is amazing flirting with faith, but this is how I don't want to .…” Ning can only dialogue in the heart.

“I think this mister om is a good person, it turns out the same is not sane... He is even more perverted than the dinosaur ..”

“Listen, I need your help ...” he said whispering in Ning's ear, and it made Ning aghast and disperse her reverie. The sound of Athar tickled in his ears.

“Ba what help Mr Om?” ask Ning with a wave.

“Ssstt ... secure your voice ...” Whisper again. “There is a woman in there ... She always chases me.” Athar is still in a whisper show.

“Then?” Ning spoke in a soft voice.

“Can you help me to expel it?”

“Ma means?” Ning squirmed because Athar was so close to her that he dared not turn his face to her side. He even bowed his head.

“Yes Allah, this my heart feels like it will be dislodged .. why does Mr. Om keep whispering in my ear like this ... Aaaahh, does he not know my heart keeps pounding...” Jerit Ning in heart.

“You pretended to be my girlfriend?”

“What?” said Ning surprised.

Jedukkc...

“Awww…. “

Ning turned his face to the side so quickly that, his head was heading over Athar's lips.

“Yeah, sorry Mr. Om, sorry .. I was accidentally,” said Ning who again lowered his voice.

“You want to make my lips jontor, huh?”

“Not that means Mr. Om.. I was surprised to hear Mr. Om's remarks ..”

Athar rubbed his sore lips.

“How so? Are you ready to help me?”

“Sorry Mr Om, did I hear wrong or Mr Om who has gone crazy?”

“You mean?” tanyanya.

“Where might Mr Om be dating a waiter like me?”

“Ssssttt... Secure your voice ...” Athar placed his index finger on Ning's lips, while his own lips were placed close to Ning's ears.

“I said pura, not really, understand me anyway?”

“Astagfirullah, this is his finger to be bitten what? new finger aja nempel already make degdegan amazing, especially if his lips yan stick on my lips ..” Ning grumbled inwardly.

Athar who saw Ning's facial expression, then removed his fingers from Ning's lips.

“Master Om, the whispers don't get too close to my ears. Amused to know, I can still hear even though it is not close to the ear.” Ning ventured into protest.

Athar moved his lips away from Ning's ears. There seemed to be some embarrassment, as if he had just realized that he was so close to Ning.

“Ja so how?” now Athar is speaking.

“Sorry Mr Om... No other woman is what, until Mr Om asks a waiter like me to be a pretend girlfriend?” Ning seemed to be refusing indirectly.

“It is precisely because you are a servant in this house, that is why I ask for help with you.”

“Can't anyone else? Like Tini or Utari it.” Ning instead proposed another servant whom he knew his name.

“They're old waiters, Falesha definitely won't believe it. You are the new servant here .…”

“I don't want Mr. Om.. Later Mrs Rosmala can fire me, even hang me.” Ning refused it.

“I will later explain to Brother Ros .. you calm down ... And one more thing, if Falesha stay away from me, later I will give you a bonus of 100 million.” Athar made an offer.

“Wadidaw .. 100 tells? Pretending to be doang's girlfriend? O em ji .. This is really tempting. And I can be freed immediately from Mrs Rosmala if I get that much money .. Debt Mang Asep paid off, the house of the father survived, the house survived, and I don't need to be the nanny of that shitty dinosaur for long...” Ning murmured inwardly.

“Hey, how? Why are you daydreaming?” Athar nudged Ning's arm.

“Iy yes sir Om, I am willing ..” Ning was tempted by the bonus amount that Athar mentioned. Finally he accepted the new job.

“Good then .. ayok we are in,” take him.

“But Mr Om, I can apply for terms, right?” said Ning.

“What terms?” ask Athar.

“Master Om can not stretch as he pleased, can not hug let alone to smell everything. Anyway only limited hand in hand.”

“Oke.” Athar agreed to it.

“One more ... Mr. Om must also make sure that I am safe from the tantrums of Mrs Rosmala.”

“OK I agree ... And I also have terms.”

“What is it?” tanya Ning was.

“Don't call me as mr om when you're just with me, let alone in front of Falesha later.”

Ning breathed a sigh of relief. "Then call what?” tanya Ning was confused.

“Terexert, call dear just.”

“Dear call? Meaning I called Mr Om with Mr Darling?”

“Oh gosh .. no need to use frills Sir can not heh?” athar Protest.

“Ma means call dear?” tanya Ning made sure.

“Emmm, that doesn't sound bad.”

“What is not too extreme?” ask Ning again.

“We are indeed pretending to be dating, but in front of people we must look like lovers in general. If you call me my husband, then it's extreme.”

“Terserah ...”

“Oh em ji .. It's me who's a slack what's he who's resigned?” muttered Ning inwardly.

“Is this not too crazy? Argh .. shit, because of a hundred telling my brain why suddenly not sane, mr. Om is as crazy as the people in this house.” Ning spoke back to heart.

“Hey, you are a dreamy hobby huh .. if we continue to stand outside the room like this, when can you throw Falesha?” Athar whispered back in Ning's ear.

“Iy yes, sorry sir Om ..”

“So how? Deal yes ...” Athar reached out his hand to shake hands with Ning as a sign of the two agreeing to their agreement.

Ning let out a long sigh, and he returned Athar's hand. “Alright, deal ...”

“Good job ...”

“One hundred tells oh one hundred tells .. From this mister om I can get it faster, than from Mrs Ros who gave me one year … It turns out that the money if called comes alone yes ... money money money..hihihi.” Ning muttered back in his heart.

“Hey, why do you keep daydreaming? Let's go in!”

“Sorry Mr. Om,” he said lowered his head.

“Do you know? Yesterday the neighboring chicken mostly daydreamed, the next day he died," Athar said because he saw Ning some daydreaming feet.

Ning lifted his head and looked at Athar.

“Hah? Emang in an elite housing complex like this there are those who keep chickens?” tanyanya.

“What? Ah no need to discuss. Let's go in!” Athar again pulled Ning's hand.

“But Mr Om, who is this room?”

“Later also know yourself.”

“Master Om, please tell me first .. if I am surprised it could be dangerous.”

“You mean??”

“Just if I am surprised or frightened excessively, it will be fatal to Mr. Om...”

“What do you mean? Can you say it more clearly?”

“It seems that I have to tell you the truth, so that Mr. Om can be more vigilant when near me.” murmured inwardly.

Ning let out a long breath. “Begin Mr. Om, if I panic or fear excess I will____”

Czech …

Not yet finished Ning spoke, suddenly there was someone opening the door from inside the room.

“Athar ... You really did not pick up the phone?” said a woman with a spoiled tone.

Athar immediately embraced Ning and pulled her body. He held onto his lips which still hurt after being head-headed by Ning.

“Darling, why did you bite my lip, hem? Pain knows...” he said turning to Ning with a beaming face in series.

The surprised Ning opened his eyes wide.

“Bi lips what does it mean? My sa ____”

Athar blinked his right eye as a sign he was giving the code.

“Honey, you do not need to be ashamed, he was just his guest Mami .. After meeting Mami later, we continue again earlier yes .. “ Athar close his mouth to Ning's ear. “Don't bite me again, baby,” whispered in a voice Falesha could still hear.

“Astoge ... What the hell is this, why is the scene like this? Said mister om really perverted .. If not my employer's sister, I've slapped her cheek with my flip-flops,” muttered Ning in heart.

Ning moved his shoulder as a code if he wanted to break away from Athar's embrace. Mr. Om also seemed to understand and let go of his embrace. But instead of moving away, he clasped Ning's hand tightly.

“O em ji .. This heart of mine feels like it really wants to jump out .. Why was I so stupid to let it join hands with me. I should have given you the condition that he doesn't touch me at all.” Ning grumbled to himself in heart.

“Athar... What does all this mean? I came home from America on purpose for you. But why do you keep avoiding me? And what is this, you even make out with this village servant?” cerocos Falesha is upset.

“I never asked you to come ... So we have no business, do we?” Athar spoke with his leisure.

Falesha who was feeling annoyed and jealous, walked over to Ning and then pointed at her face.

“Hey you! You little village waiter! How dare you tease my future fiance, huh ..”

“Don't snap at him like that!" Athar snapped at Falesha's hand.

"And I'm sorry, there's no need for you to confess as my future fiancee. Since she was the only woman I loved,” she said looking back at Ning with a sweet smile. He then kissed Ning's back hand.

“Bapak ... emaak .. I want to faint ...” Ning screamed back in his heart.

Falesha gaped at Athar's behavior. “You!! You're really outrageous Athar!”

“Come on, we meet Mami .. Don't mind this mostly shy woman.” Athar then brought Ning into the room. They passed Falesha just like that which still looked in shock.

“Wait .. he said what just now? Mommy's? This is Mami's room, Mr Om? That means ... This is the room of the great mistress .. Die me.. Oh Yamete Kudasai, Mr. Om..” Ning could only dialogue in her heart by continuing to follow the direction Athar was leading her.

Panic, fear, dag dig dug jer, nervous, that was what Ning felt at this moment. As if he would really be reunited with his future father-in-law.

Cold sweat began to pour out, his face began to pale. One hand held her stomach, holding something that could shake the big Madam's room.

His pale face began to turn red and was unable to hold it anymore. He lowered his head as Athar stopped his steps and stopped. The two stood by the bedside of the Great Madam.

“Mami ...” cried Falesha running towards the big madam. He then sat on the bed, right next to the Big Lady.

“What's Falesha?” ask the big madam who is sitting on the bed.

“See Mami .. Athar really doesn't appreciate me.. When I came here, he had an affair with a lowly waitress like that woman.” Falesha.

“Mampoos this mah mampoos .. Surely I was immediately fired at this time also.. The big lady must be more powerful than Mrs Rosmala .. Nyesel I really nyesel nyesel received a hundred telling offer …. Where this fart seems to be going out .. How is this?” he murmured in the heart. He opened his eyes to Athar.

Ning was completely swept away in his own thinking, so he did not listen to Falesha's grumbling ramblings asking for a defense from the Great Mistress.

He thought hard and held the fart so as not to sound loud, even though it felt very torturing himself. It seemed like he was trying not to let out a fart with a thunderous voice like usual, just a gust of wind alone could make his stomach relieved, he thought.

“Sorry, Mr. Om...” seems to be unable to hold back.

Brukka …

The sound of bodies falling to the floor, making the eyes of all the people on the floor.

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