Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

Feast Party

"Miss, is that her shirt to throw away? Dear Madam."

Early in the morning, Anjani saw her employer pocketing her party clothes. Though the shirt was new and looked very expensive, but he was about to throw it into the trash.

"What's? You want?" Ask The Employer.

"I don't like to wear clothes like that, but maybe there's still someone who needs a mistress."

Anjani wants to have it, if the employer does not need it, Anjani can give it to others.

"I'll throw away all these clothes, beware if you dare to take them. Don't forget to throw this shirt in the garbage dump behind."

The employer did not give it at all. Rather than being given to Anjani, he was more willing to throw it in the trash.

Anjani felt affectionate with the clothes, but he tried to ignore them, besides the clothes were not he who bought them. Anjani continued his activities in the kitchen.

"Be careful, you can't get in here, I've already poured the toilet cleaner inside." Said the Master while closing the toilet door.

"Good Mistress."

Anjani finished preparing breakfast at the table. He was about to go to the toilet, he could not bear to urinate.

'Ah, what if Madam had poured toilet cleaner inside?'

Anjani went straight inside and ignored the words of his master, suddenly a pungent smell entered his nose and made his nose hurt and difficult to catch his breath.

"Haah..."

Anjani wants to ask for help but she has trouble speaking. From the door of the toilet that was still open, he saw the Master and his two children were standing looking at him who could hardly breathe, they did not dare to enter at all.

With great difficulty and a limp body, Anjani was finally able to get out of the toilet. He did not expect that the smell would be this strong and almost make it feel like he would die. The employer immediately closed the toilet door.

"Let's get out, breathe fresh air," said the frantic Master, he guided Anjani's weak body towards the exit.

Slowly Anjani's breathing began to smooth, but he still felt a little tightness and stinging smell from the toilet cleaner earlier.

'I feel like I want to die, right?'

Anjani thought he would not survive and would die in the toilet at once in a country of people, but fortunately it did not happen. A while Anjani sat down and breathed clean air with an arid view of the desert.

Because his chest was still a little tight, Anjani tried to drink water in the kitchen, but his actions were stopped because he saw the Master was still there.

"Geez, early in the morning it's been a problem. I'm leaving, it's already this afternoon." Said the Master who had just finished breakfast. He went with his two daughters.

Seeing the departure of the Master, Anjani immediately poured water into a glass and drank it. He knew he was wrong for ignoring the words of his master. From today on, he must obey what his master said.

Anjani went back inside and started washing clothes with the washing machine. While waiting, Anjani began to clean every corner of the room in the house.

"Excuse me..."

Moments after Anjani finished with all her work, a woman's voice sounded from outside. Anjani opens the door and sees who is coming.

"I'm the maid that Madam has hired to make the banquet." Said the woman.

Anjani invites the woman to enter, the woman is a native of this country. Later that night, The Boss would have a dinner party at his house, so he hired a skilled maid to help Anjani prepare the dishes.

In a large stove whose fire gushed blue, they cooked rice in a large container. Spices such as cotton, cloves, and others are included in it. The rice cooked together with the chicken was smelled fragrant and made Anjani's stomach become hungry.

The master of the Employer who was carrying out his country's duties has now returned and returned home in the afternoon. His face was beautiful and his tall body looked handsome using his military uniform. The master who had finished cleaning himself immediately returned to his room to rest.

Anjani does not talk much with his master, he only focuses on his current job. With so many snacks and drinks they made, the woman taught Anjani how to cook the country's traditional cuisine.

After the cooking was finished, several large dropouts were placed on a long table. Rice and some chicken meat are served on it. Anjani found it strange, there were no dishes provided there, but the woman said they would eat them on top of the drop.

The night came and all the guests arrived. Like a servant, Anjani and the woman stood beside the dinner table preparing when her master needed something.

The Madam Employer is seen wearing her shackled veil. Even before there was a Master, the Madam always left without using her veil. Anjani feels sorry for you, like someone who has been lied to by his own wife.

Anjani who is hungry has not had time to eat the food he made, he hopes there is still leftover from the food.

But as soon as his appetite was gone, the Master and the guests looked greedy as they ate the dish. The way he ate was messy, from front to center, from the middle of nowhere, they plucked rice randomly with his hands.

Like a child who is not good at eating alone, the rice falls back on the drop. Anjani has not eaten at all, he does not dare to set aside because of the maid woman beside him.

"Get me a snack and a drink!"

Rice on top of the droper was still seen a lot left and messy. But Madam Majikan told Anjani to take a snack.

The maid quickly tampir tampir on the table, then Anjani replace the dish with small snacks.

'Did they finish eating the rice? The name still exists.'

Anjani's rumbling stomach could only watch them eat the food on the table. The party is over and everything is done.

The two masters were already in the room, the hired maid was also done with her duties. Anjani was still in the kitchen, deciding to eat the leftover rice despite the disgust.

All the food was stored in a dirty state. He was tired and wanted to wash it off in the morning.