
Miki woke up from her sleep. He forgot to leave the balcony door open, so he went back to having nightmares.
“Gosh, I forgot to leave the balcony door open.” Miki blocked the sweat on her forehead.
This time Miki did not panic too much while having a bad dream. He was able to overcome his fears quickly and focus his attention on the large glass door facing the ocean. At first glance he looked at the clock that showed 6 am. It occurred to him to welcome the morning by enjoying the fresh air on his balcony, and he also traced the typical Mongolian tent that he had built yesterday afternoon with Bret.
It's still early morning why don't I try to cook in the kitchen with Mrs Bret now. A glance occurred in Miki's mind to cook breakfast.
Miki walked quickly through the doors and traced the way looking for the whereabouts of Lady Bret. After searching, Miki finally found Bret who was in the kitchen to order Chef to cook breakfast before his Master woke up from sleep.
“Mrs Bret,” call Miki who is approaching Bret in the kitchen.
“Nona no need what you came here?” Bret was surprised at once lowered his head. “It is better that Miss is not here, if Master knows she will be angry big.” Bret showed his concern. Bret knew very well that his Master did not like if anyone disturbed His Chefs who were cooking food for him.
“Mistress Bret is calm, she won't know if I'm here. Unless Madam Bret tells her.” Miki said with busy eyes tracing the ins and outs of the kitchen.
She smiled happily because only this time she tried to cook food for others, usually all this time Miki only cooked food for herself before turning up to Santa Monica.
“Alright Miss, what are you coming here for?” asked Bret who seemed to be working with Nonanya.
“Mistress Bret, I want to cook one dish for us,” Miki smiled, she showed a smile that seemed impatient to start cooking.
Bret was surprised and smiled stiffly for fear that this Nonanya would create problems in her Old kitchen.
“Nona What do you want to cook?” bret asked who doubted Miki's ability in cooking.
“Can I see the ingredients available in this kitchen?” miki asked with excitement.
“The number of all the groceries in this kitchen is complete and fresh, so Miss does not need to worry.” Said one of the chefs in the kitchen.
“OK alright, Mrs Bret We start cooking now.” Miki clapped her hands to let her know if she was going to start cooking.
“Nona wait a minute,” Bret poke.
“Ya Mrs Bret, what's up?” ask Miki.
“Nona, You only have thirty minutes to finish your cooking.” Bret showed his concern.
Miki smiled as if she understood and would finish it in time. “Mistress Bret is calm, I will finish it in less than thirty minutes.” Miki smiled and started cooking.
Fifteen minutes later.
All the eyes of the Chef and the waiter who were in the kitchen were shocked and could not blink their eyes even once, as astonished looking at the cooking ahlian Miki who was beyond their expectations. Miki cooks quietly and casually, she demonstrates her incredible cooking skills like a professional Chef. Within twenty-five minutes he had already finished his cooking unhurriedly and everything looked neat and clean while he was cooking.
“The Avocado Toast conference is ready.” Said Miki who raised the dish dishes made at chest level. He smiled in satisfaction as he finished his cooking in less than thirty minutes.
Avocado Toast dish itself is a food that is processed from avocados and combined with toast. In addition to bread, Avocado Toast is also processed with other food ingredients, such as eggs, meat, and equipped with spices such as salt and pepper.
“Servant please serve the food made by Miss at the dinner table Sir, put the dish in front of Mr.” Bret ordered the servant quickly, while feeling satisfied.
“Alright Mrs Bret, I went back to the room to get ready because I was late for the cooking course.” Miki quickly went to her room to pick up her bag to leave as soon as possible.
In the dining room, Mike was already at the dining table. The waiter who was carrying the food cooked by Miki came to serve it in front of Mike.
“Please sir,” the waiter lowered his head as he walked back to leave the dining table.
Mike's eyes were fixed on the food the waiter had just served in front of him.
Of all the food at the dinner table why this food is a little different. Inner Mike.
Without speaking Mike took a knife and fork, then cut off a small portion of the food to try it. After chewing it Mike smiled, without a sound Mike finished the food cooked by Miki without complaint.
It seems like you like Miss's cooking. Inner Bret, she smiled in relief because there was no problem with the Nonanya's cooking.
After finishing the meal, Mike cleaned the corners of his lips with a tissue. He looked at Bret as if asking her to come closer. Using his index finger, Mike asked Bret to come closer to him.
“Mrs Bret, why did Miss Chloe not come to eat with me.” Mike confirmed his tie while staring at the middle-aged lung woman.
Since when do you want to eat with someone? Usually he did not like someone who accompanied him to eat. Inner Bret.
“Sorry Sir, Miss has been gone since earlier,” said Bret who bowed.
Mike's expression turned cold. “Other times tell him, he should accompany me to eat every day.” Mike's a little emotional.
Bret was surprised by what the Elder said, this change in attitude and mood of his Master was very different from the previous one.
Since Miss Chloe's arrival, your attitude and mood have been unpredictable. Inner Bret.
“Good Sir, I will tell Miss.” Bret remained lowered, not daring to look at his angry old man.
This woman is very brave for me. Just look later, after my work is done I will make a calculation with him. Inner Mike.
Then he stood up while neatly hooking the buttons of his suit. He couldn't control his emotions this morning just because of a woman who didn't obey him.
“Mr. Fred, get the car ready now.” Mike's cold command with a sour face.
“Good Sir,” quickly Fred set up the Car at his doorstep for his Old Man.
With an extremely powerful aura, all the servants who were near Mike felt creeps in fear. They never saw their Master this angry in the morning.
“Mrs Bret, you keep an eye on Miss Chloe as long as I'm not around.” Mike's voice sounded cold and stiff.
“Good Sir, I understand.” Replied Bret who again bowed while holding both of his trembling hands.
Mike walked away from the dining table with the sound of footsteps intimidating all the waiters who were there. It was as if the sound of the footsteps was an order to salute him. Along with Mike stepped all the servants bowed respectfully until the sound of footsteps disappeared.
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