
Chapter 17
Distrusting
"He's not a maid, he's the one who takes care of my son if I work," said Mas Damar correcting the adjuster's remarks.
"Ow .. baby sitter? Same thing, right? Maid too?" his answer again remained with a mocking look. "Yes, that's it, it doesn't matter. Eh by the way, long time no see, you don't want me to make sure I eat all of you here?" he continued to take a seat beside me.
"Sorry, yes, Rin. Not that it can not be, just by chance we are waiting for people too, the chair is also right, so you better find another table," Mas Damar replied by looking at the woman at a glance.
Yes, it feels bad when you see the expression of the attached mother was rejected outright by Mas Damar. The face that was previously red because of blush, the more red because it held the anger. Without saying goodbye, the woman just left. Thank goodness! You're a vampire lambe turah!
"Sorry, yes, Ras. He used to be so, very low-key people," said Mas Damar while devouring his food.
"No papa, Mas. I am usually confused. Uh, but did Mas Damar really invite anyone else again?"
"No. Deliberately lying so that he does not come here. You can't eat, can you? Here the sky let me carry," continued the man with a sharp nose while trying to take the sky from my sling.
"Eh, no need, Mas. Let me just carry. Eat first, he said he was hungry."
"Okay, really, yeah, no papa?" the question I answered with a nod. "Perhaps if my wife's late life is still alive, she will like you, putting my interests ahead of her own" said Mas Damar, continuing to devour her food.
"Sorry, if you may know Mas Damar's wife died why?"
"He died giving birth to heaven. He was bleeding badly at the time, but I had prepared a hospital and a great doctor for him. From there I understood that money and power could never buy an almighty destiny." I nodded at his explanation. Looking at Mas Damar's grieving expression, so wanting to pinch his shoulders made him lean.
"She's the only woman who knows my struggles. We've been dating since High School, she knows how the flip-flop I made achieved all this. He was also willing to wait without even turning away." Mas Damar sighed for a moment. His eyes were a little teary, maybe he missed his wife.
"Over eight years of dating, my selfish attitude has always been matched by his meekness. Up until a year ago, we formalized the relationship. A month after her marriage, she became pregnant. My happiness was perfect at the time, but it turned out that God wanted something else" Mas Damar said. I could only quietly listen, because I knew right now he only needed a friend to hear his grievance.
"Ah, pardon. I forgot you haven't eaten." The Cry of the Sky seemed to disperse the daydream of Mas Damar. The man got up and took the sky from me.
"It's okay, Mas. I don't mind if you need a friend to share with," I said as Mas Damar returned to his seat.
"Hey, don't daydream, Ras. Eat," said Mas Damar, shaking his hands in front of me. I smiled clumsyly, embarrassed to be caught daydreaming, especially if the man knew I was daydreaming.
I began to eat the delicious food that had been served. Truly a lucky day, let alone being able to eat Italian cuisine, dreaming of it I never dared. I thoroughly enjoyed every meal, because I did not know when else I could enjoy cooking like this. Mas Damar was joking with the sky, it seemed like he was indeed giving me time to enjoy food.
It took me a while to finish all the food. There are about four types of food served, Mas Damar only spent one plate, the rest? Of course I am. I hope that man is not enlightened to me.
"Sir, this is totalin please, all the other spaghetti wrap," Mas Damar explained to a servant. But how to wear it wrapped? Don't-don't actually, he was still hungry, but I hunted down all the food. Duh ... Saracs. Instead of being a girl don't be greedy, be shy!
"Ras, this is what I'll wrap up for Dini, you guys, okay?" Oh, for Dini, thank God that means I was wrong.
"Oh, yes, Mas. But really bother Early wear wrapped," I said sok pleasantries.
"Sir papa, I know you two are soulmates, later if you tell me about the tomb here, he keeps drooling? Pity me" he replied with a laugh. I laughed too hearing it. Funny also this sugar dady, so pingin ngunyah.
"Bcr ... Damar could have. However, that's the case, the fate of boarding children, will not eat well if not a young date or waiting to be treated," added me who again made him laugh.
The pre-ordered food was ready, so we went home. On the way, there is not much we talk about, other than because the sky is sleeping henchmen in my lap, my eyes began to be uncompromising. Old disease, drowsiness after fullness.
"Ras, tomorrow morning you start home, huh? Your business with Mr. Jefri I've already left, your last salary will be transferred soon," explained Mas Damar when he arrived in front of the index.
I nodded in response to his words. I turned the sky back to his father. Previously, Mas Damar had asked the driver to catch up with him to the restaurant, as it was impossible for him to drive alone with the Sky. As if it were a rich man, need a maid? just looking, need a driver? stay on the phone, need a soul mate? L came.
Mas Damar's car has passed, I myself choose to immediately lay down in the room. The hour hand still leads to the number eight, Dini definitely has not come home. I took the spaghetti that Mas Damar bought for Dini, I took a picture and sent it to Dini immediately.
Sure enough, there was no need to wait long for the girl to immediately reply with drooling emot. Deliberately a message from him I just opened it without the intention of replying. Can imagine how bad he is.
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Time showed at six in the morning, deliberately after dawn I chose not to sleep again, afraid of bad luck. Yesterday, I forgot to ask Mas Damar what time he should be home, so I decided to leave early to prevent any possibility.
Armed with the business card that Mas Damar gave me the other day, I prepared to head to his house. I hope I don't get lost and hopefully this will be a good start to my life. Bishimah ....