Sweet Honey

45

After being satisfied to cry, Dewi unraveled the embrace of the mbok who also cried with her.

Huh!

The goddess sighed a little hard because her chest felt tight. Mbok Senah rubbed the face of the Goddess, his heart was also sick to see the actions of Niah and Johan on him.

"Make food between here, I'm hungry" said Dewi to get out of bed.

"Where is the lady going?" asked the worried tone, restraining the body of the Goddess.

"Bathroom." answered the Goddess briefly.

"Let me help, Him."

"It's okay mbok, I can. Mbok prepare to eat gih." the word of the Goddess pulled her hand from the handle of the mbok.

"Heart, Him." said the sad mbok, feeling compassion for the fate of his kind employer.

Mbok Senah sighed before closing the door of the Dewi room.

I was wrong to bring Niah here. Already know the first Kurni has a problem with the big mistress, now the Niah change and make the heartache of Madam Dewi. So this is what Niah means to ask for a job at Tuan's house.

Upset in the heart of the mbok, remembering that from last year Niah asked to enter work at Mr. Johan's house even when he was still in Malaysia. Eventually delayed because he had to marry his employer.

Hm, sigh mbok Senah. He went into the kitchen through the back stairs, lazy from the living room. Her heart hated imagining Johan in Niah's room.

Want to feel banged on the room of the Niah, pura aja do not know. Guess how you react? Madam doesn't want to mess around, ah. If it were me, I'd break the door down like I did in the lock.

Grieved in the heart mbok Senah regretted the attitude of the Lady who was flaccid.

Arriving at the kitchen soon he prepared food for the Goddess. "It's cooking the soup of the cow's leg bones to restore the spirit of the Madam." the mbok muttered to himself.

"Bi." Johan's voice called out behind the mbok.

"E-e, yes sir!" the man replied in shock, the knife in his hand was pointed in front of Johan.

Gleg, Johan shuddered up his hands, giving up. "Mbok, please get the knife." Johan asked the mbok to get rid of the knife by shaking his hand.

"Sorry, sir." said Senah save the knife.

"What did Mbok say, what's the cow's foot for?" johan asked walking to the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water.

"Soup Cow leg bones, sir. It is good to restore the stamina of the weak Madam." replied Senah, hoping that the Master felt guilty for making his wife sad.

Hm, "I'll ask Devan to buy, mbok prepare the season." Johan said chugging the mineral water.

"Oh, yes Bi. Tomorrow when a new assistant arrives, arrange their work. Don't let Niah do any more housework. She's my daughter, the young lady of this house." Johan said.

"Okay, sir." replied the mbok nodded and turned around.

Whahuh? Young miss! Not his young wife, sir.

Mbok Senah grumbled only bravely in his heart.

"Auntie..."

"Eh, dislodged." the shocker said Johan had not left.

"Yes, sir." answered him.

"Auntie also do not be too tired, just keep an eye on their work." stressed Johan, passed from the presence of the mbok.

"Yes." replied the mbok, then put together his freshly peeled dragon fruit, in the bowl. In the tray there is already rice, chicken grilled thigh two, tofu tempeh and lalapan complete with sambal. Dewi likes sambal onion made by the mbok.

May the Madam rise her appetite, let there be energy against her domestic buggers, her fighting..

The mbok brought food to the room of the Goddess through the back stairs.

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Johan in the middle room makes a call to Devan. He had to wait a long time for new Devan to pick him up.

"Hallo, boss." Devan replied, ngosan.

"Hey, what are you doing again? Why are your breaths so big!" johan was angry.

"I'm in the bathroom, what's wrong?" ask Devan ketus.

"All right, that's it? If you want a mature one, I know where a good-tasting place to sell." explains Devan.

"Is that? Yes, buy the mature one." replied Johan closing the call.

Seeing Niah's room, wanted to feel like entering again but had been expelled who had the room even locked it from the inside. Johan smiled at Devil imagining Niah returning his kiss.

"There is progress, the naughty girl can sell the most expensive. Be patient Johan, Niah will be your millik completely." muttered Johan stepped his feet up the stairs up to the second floor to his room.

The Goddess on the dresser was still wearing a bathrobe, her hair wet new shampooing. Johan approached her, "How are you?" ask her.

"Well mas." replied Dewi trying to act ordinary, while drying her hair with a small towel.

Johan stared at the face of the Goddess not much changed, still as smooth as the first time he was enchanted at her former beauty ten years ago. Just now it's so much paler and puffy, her eyes are also swollen seeming to be crying out, huh! In Johan's heart.

"I take a shower, we have dinner with Niah. Niah my daughter Dewi, we must get used to Niah eating one table with us, hm." said Johan grabbed the hand of the Goddess carrying to her lips, Dewi pulled her hand when Johan wanted to kiss her.

Johan looked at his empty hand. "Well, I took a shower" he rubbed the Goddess' head before leaving his wife and went into the bathroom.

Johan opened the shower flushing his body with cold water. Lubricating his tense muscle veins. Out of the bathroom Johan saw the Goddess on the sofa eating still wearing her bathrobe.

Hm, Johan sighed before speaking, "Since you've already eaten first, I'll eat alone with Niah." said Johan was not happy with Dewi who did not heed the word he wanted to eat with Niah.

Food stuck in the throat of Dewi heard Johan cool to say the name Niah.

God, don't let my tears fall in front of this man.

Prayer in the heart of the Goddess patted her chest slowly while drinking water forced food into her stomach.

After dressing Johan into the study, without a word again reprimanded the Goddess.

The goddess also considers Johan as if he does not exist, focusing on his food so salty because it is mixed with tears that shed. The goddess could not hold her back again sobbing, as he pleased.

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In his room Niah thought.

How do I get away from Johan, if kissing her gets me hooked.

Huh! Inner Grace, daydreaming in front of her makeup glass. He also just finished his shower.

Or I just run away, but my status is still Johan's wife how can I marry again if not divorce.

In Niah's heart. Soon he was dressed to help the mbok in the kitchen making dinner.

"Bi, cook what?" tanya Niah, approaching mbok Senah.

"You make soup for Madam, you can help blender all these ingredients." please the mbok.

"Can Bi, here let Niah alone." said Niah grabbed a bowl of cooking ingredients and then took out the tool.

"Bi, Niah wants to look at Madam in her room. What can?" ask Niah.

"It's best not to Niah, Madam, it's okay. Later he came down, you can see." replied the mbok, he was worried that Dewi would be sad again to see Niah.

Hm, "Auntie.." call Niah.

"What's wrong?" tanya mbok Senah looked at Niah.

"Ah, no. It's a finished spice." replied Niah gave a new spice in her blender. Swallowing back the word you want to say.

The phone on the kitchen wall rang, the mbok saw the number flashing on the screen. From the workspace, his mind, "Hallo." replied the mbok raised the call.

"Bi, ask Niah to bring dinner to the study." Johan's voice at the end of the line.

"Well, sir." replied the mbok, looking at Niah and then the sound of the connection being disconnected, the mbok hanging the phone.

"Why Bi." asked niah.

"You bring dinner to the master's office." replied the madam, staring unhappily at the Gift.

Ck, Niah clucked. It must be a mode, in his heart.

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