Not Glass Cans

11. Her boyfriend?!"

Two perfectly filled biodata sheets, I have kept safe in my backpack. I smiled wryly, Garrick told a lie. The form paper that he said urgent and immediately sent, in fact I have to save. Send whatan..send to backpack?!

Nyesel did not mind stealing data from his documents in the suitcase, but I dragged it everywhere. Last so caught, I was blind about it. As a result, the threat of Rodi's work was revealed just now.

It's been, whatever, better just sleep. Sleep is a great activity, even a very pleasant necessity. It didn't take long, I was immediately patted after touching the pillow. Floated half-conscious, and finally completely immersed in the padded mattress.

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Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! Bang out! A loud knock on the door. To my surprise I woke up from a deep sleep. It wasn't a knock, but Garry must have been banging on the door with the end of his shoe. So, he kicked through my bedroom door.

Garrick is very handsome, looks like he just woke up like me. The face of the mass kussut increasingly hides his age. So cute. The half-flying soul, has returned intact to my body.

"What's the boss?!"

"Make food! Hungry!" I walked out as if I was about to hit him. Garrick pulled over nimbly. That's what I hope, understand what I mean without having to talk to her too much.

"Sedas!" Garrick's hoarse voice reminded me.

"Cure?" Garrick shakes.

"Asam?" Garrick shakes.

"Sugary?" Garrick was about to shake his head, but turned fierce to look at me. I tightened my lips so as not to let out my smile.

"You pranking?! I'll completely cross your wages!" So roda's work is just a mere threat? Repeatedly said, it means just bluffing, I began not to fear his words. Just ignore it if you don't like it, it's an ad on you tube that is annoying, and must be skipped.

This large refrigerator contains a lot of food, it tastes enough for a month. Who fills the refrigerator? There was no way he could shop by himself, could continue to clap his fingers.

The cell phone rang from the room, Garrick's ringing call. The owner of the phone looked lazy to his room. But get out back with the phone stuck to the ear. Garry's face seemed to be the sumringah accompanying the perfect smile from his lips.

"Yes.this is eating..Have you eaten?" So they asked each other about eating, useless talk. It's an ancient style that belongs to ABeGe. So want to know, what age her boyfriend, seduction model is still used!

Focus again on my pancakes, prestige if caught by Garrick when he saw his courtship style on the phone. Vegetable kale in the refrigerator has been mutated to a pan with similarly long short cuts.

"Okeees..Don't worry, I'll eat a lot." I sharpened my ears so I wouldn't hear wrong. The train back is not good quality. Are they really dating?!

The aroma of savory, delicious, spicy and delicious kale vegetable seasoning airs throughout the room. I added the last scent, the scent of an omelet. Very good for a tummy. Garrick's flat stomach was my shot.

"Yes.. Which shirt are you wearing again?" What is it, do they love each other? It should be like this 'You are so beautiful wearing the clothes that were yesterday, is there still your clothes like that?' This question seems to me that they love each other.

I am a true single until now, but I understand the true dating model. My sister, Salsa Kandania, was so open to me. All chat messages with her husband while still dating, free to read as I like. Salsa was never a problem, even occasionally asking me, how to reply to her boyfriend's message. Likewise, when calling, he prefers to chat near me.

"How about I close this call first? I want to go to the toilet for a minute." I heard by accident, that old-fashioned excuse again. How is their relationship? Uh, once I was, I should have known myself.

"Until we meet at the pier." Garrick I accidentally wrote. I found the face flat again for a moment. The faces of the flowers should still have traces.

"A ready? I'll eat!" Garrick has been sitting facing the dining table.

"Boss doesn't go to the toilet?" My reflex asked him. I regretted my lass. Garrick doesn't like it, his eyes are fierce to see me. I was embarrassed by him.

"Elsi! You don't like eavesdropping! That's my description!" Well. I wasn't all eavesdropping, his own voice slid into my ears. Not accept!

"I'm not entirely eavesdropping on the boss. Next time just talk in the room, not outside. Or just whisper it. So that no one hears." I was satisfied to refute his words with the facts.

"Defender!" Garrick threw a checkmate at me. If so, so realize what my day is. Only a new lackey who must nod and occasionally can use his right to shake his head.

"I'm sorry boss. I'm sassy!" I must pretend to regret, for the sake of three times wages who knows is still my recovery. Aamiins.

"Eat!" Yaelah.tinggal take any, aji mumpung really, spoiled! Pretend to be deaf.

"Take my meal!" This time Garrick was laying rough his empty plate on the table near where I was standing.

"Yes boss!" I finally did what I wanted. The empty plate was filled with enough rice, lots of kale vegetables and two pieces of beaten omelet. I put it on the table with a spoon on it.

"After this, eat! Ashar is leaving!" I shut up a little. Garrick seems to be eating well. The plate was empty in an instant. I remember one thing, I immediately took a bottle of bottled mineral water in the refrigerator, I opened it and I put it on his desk.

"You're doing a little good!" Garrick saw me for a while after drinking almost half a bottle of cold water. Although it seemed stingy, I considered it a compliment, the first compliment I heard from him.

"After eating, pack my room!" Garrick stood up, walked into his room.

"Yes boss!" I crack my voice even more, so that he hears it, and I can eat quietly.

Garrick was getting ready with his shirt and formal suit, when I went into his room. The messy mattress I tidied up slickly. Used clothes scattered on my floor without hesitation, there is also a used underwear.

I don't care about my self-esteem feeling tarnished. Didn't I hold it often too when ironing. That's why I'm used to it. Get used to being a lackey. Even though this was my first experience.

"Put it in a dirty basket by the door!" Garrick saw me confused holding his old shirt. Right, there's a basket of clothes in there. I put it in the basket, I don't know who's gonna wash it.

"The hotel guy's going to do the laundry!" Duh..My boss! Actually Garrick has a little sensitivity. Just a little bit too late.