
Krieing...!! Krieing...!! Krieing...!! Krieing...!!
The three maids who felt like the rulers of the world for a moment, were relaxing in their sleep that morning. Very surprised by the continuous and noisy ringing of the home phone.
Murniati, who is always aware if he is the head of the helper gang, feels obliged to be on standby at all times. The shaking of Oqtissa's legs was on her thighs, and Vinola's hands were sticking out of her chest. Both of them were actually acting arbitrarily while sleeping. Murniati shook his head with the wildness of Ossa and Nola's sleep.
"Hellooo, good morningij, assalamu'alaikum,,,!" pure greeting to the person across. Silence, listening, listening. And astounded..
"What, boss,,???!!" pure Eyes are very widened and look like they will jump.
"Yes, ready. I'll open it right now, sir. I'm sorry," said Murni, looking misbehaved. Listen for a moment and put the phone back on the backrest. The house phone was on the outdoor patio table.
Purely rushed towards the main house and broke through the door of the house. Get out on the terrace and rush to the fence. Quickly open wide leaf fence. Had been waiting for a sedan car that stopped right in front of the fence. Purely bowed deeply on the red car that did not appear to be the shape of the driver. The glass of the sedan was very dark.
The red sedan passed leaving the pure one in mourning. Immediately aware of the danger that is threatening.
"Great, two of my crocoku are still snoring,,!" pure Exclamation speak for itself. Quickly close the turnstile and slide back inside the house. Passing through the living room, family room, dining room and kitchen. Turning out into a row of rooms made especially for the servants at Mr. Arzaki's house.
"Ossa,,,!! Nollaaa!!" pure Excitement with a hard shake of their smooth legs scattered on the foam mattress.
"Duh, mother!! Bissii,,!! Still sleepy laaah," said Vinola with a piece. Take a pillow and cover it to his face.
"Why, maak!?! Hebohnyaa,," complained Oqtissa. Slowly wake up lazy. Staring at Murniati with eyes partially closed.
"You guys get yourself straight. The replacement boss has arrived. Dorurot,,! Standby one for us!! Quick, son,,!" Murniati. He grabbed a bra with his feet and extended it to Vinola's hands. The woman was already sitting with eyes that felt attached. His head was very dizzy.
"Thank you, ma'am,,!!" exclaim Oqtissa to its normal mode. Immediately stand up and tightly grasp the bra without foam in his hands. Get out of Pure's room in a hurry, and intend to head for the bathroom outside.
Blake,,!!!
Oqtissa returned to Pure's room with a deathly pale face, still clutching the bra hanging in her hands.
"What's up, Os,,?" pure asked with a bubbling chest. It was suspected that there was something out there until Oqtissa chose to go back to her room.
"There's people, mak,,! He's coming for me, I'm running!" oqtissa replied rather nervously.
Doc,,! Doc,,! Doc,,!
No need to explain anymore. The sound of a gedor in this door made Oqtissa and Vinola move actively and quickly. Wearing their chest safety bra inside the Pure Mbak room. The two acts are like dwarves just baked quickly. Murniati shook his head.
"Stay, mom. My pants are like gini," complained Vinola. Pointing at his shorts that are limited to the groin.
"You should learn to dress modestly, Zero. Want your daughter to imitate your style?! This one of you, Zero," protested Murniati on the vulgarity of Vinola's favorite clothes. It quickly snatched his knee-length pants from the cupboard and threw them at Vinola.
"Hurry up, Noll ??!?" murniati. Feeling angry with the behavior of the two crocosonya.
A few seconds passed. Pure back to monitor the readiness of its members.
Ossa and Nola were relaxing by combing their hair with their fingers. Not feeling if they are being chased by someone who is detailing their life outside.
The room was not soundproof, because it was created specifically for helpers. All conversations are clearly heard from outside. They don't realize it.
Cheats,,!
As imagined, the conversation described how they looked. Three messy creatures appear to pop out one by one from inside the room which is sure to be very narrow and, collapsed...
"Who are you,,?" ask a man who stands on the porch. Squeezing sharp like being wanting to skin disgust at them.
"We are workers here" replied Murniati who once again felt as the head of the auxiliary gang.
"Work? What kind of work?" ask the man again in a cold tone.
"Clean-clean," Murniati replied again. Now his face lowered, not daring to look straight at the person in front of him. Start to realize the error of the answer that is said.
"Cooking,,?" ask the man.
"Iiiiyya, cook too," Murniati replied stammeredly.
"What time do you start working?" keep the man researching.
"Morning," Murniati again gave an answer by staying down, even deeper he bent his head. Unlike Vinola and Oqtisaa who had bent their heads from the beginning. As if they were the most universal servants.
"What time is it, isn't it morning? What are you guys doing? Why are you sleeping together in that narrow room?"
"Four bedrooms next door, don't you wear them?" ask the man flatly. His voice was neither angry nor snapping. Only his sadistic eyes did not soften.
Murniati no longer answered. Such a huge number of consecutive questions do not require an answer. Just wanted to add a list of mistakes to the three of them.