Sweet Honey
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Before coming out of his room, Niah held Johan's hand.
"Don't cancel the program, don't bring the mbok to the Apartment" he said.
Huh!
"Why dear, didn't you just want the program canceled. I think you're right if you want a divorce for what else the program is, it means I'll be tied to it forever. We make our own kids, yeah, um."
Johan pleaded, did not understand Niah's planless way of thinking. "Keep if you don't bring the mbok, who will help and help you during my work. I don't want you to be lonely continue the reason bored or too tired," continued Johan angry tone dear.
"It's a responsibility, Auntie also wants a leave of absence. Remember I'm a maid, take care of my house is normal even if the body just feels sore all." stressed Niah again.
Hais, you little woman is hard to understand.
"But I want you to eat to sleep. Let's not get tired when I want you.." Johan's voice is spoiled.
Well, don't expect love from a pervert-brained guy.
Inner Niah. "Don't argue, if you want to keep me with you don't cancel the program, don't divorce Madam until she sues you!" firmly Niah.
Ck, Johan cupped Niah's face and kissed her lips. "All right, sweetheart. If you mean to try to improve my relationship with the broken Goddess, I'm not sure I can succeed" Johan said trying to feel where Niah's mind went.
"Go to work, I don't want to go to Apart. Later I want to do it," ketus Niah pushed Johan out of his room.
*
In his room, Dewi went back and forth to wipe his tears but was hard to stop.
Aghhh!
The goddess patted her chest tight, remembering Niah's words.
Love, is there still love? But what to keep if it hurts.
Tok to tok.
"Madam," call mbok Senah, he was very worried about the Goddess.
How to take leave early, do not have to leave the Madam. Then mbok Senah looking for a way pura bring breakfast to see the state of Dewi, is fine.
The goddess wiped her tears, standing to open the door. "A-there's a-pa, m-bok?" dewi asked as her voice almost disappeared, letting the mbok in.
"Mrs this is your breakfast I take to the room, before leaving for work your stomach must be filled," said the mbok, putting a tray on the sofa table.
"Thank you ka-sih, mbok." said Dewi voice slowly.
The goddess was touched by the attention of the mbok, instantly missed her mother. Tears of the Goddess again fell in a screech, the mbok hugging her joined in crying.
"Mistress, hiks hyks. Who is patient, forgive me who nawarin Niah work here," said the mbok.
The goddess cried more and more in the arms of the mbok, the two masters and servants were hugging each other, crying bitterly.
Johan behind the door held his hand as he was about to press the handle. Standing against the wall of the room, waiting. Want to feel in and embrace the Goddess, but what Goddess still wants to be embraced by him. It was quiet, Johan knocked on the door.
Tok to tok.
Hearing that, "buain mbok," said the Goddess, he himself fled to the bathroom.
Cekklek.
Mbok Senah opened the door. "Master," he said.
"Hm." Johan muttered past the mbok.
The face of the mbok aja sembab severe what about the face of the Goddess?
Inner Johan walked up to the wardrobe to pick up her clothes then came out wanting to take a bath in the guest room, remembering Niah's adorable face and Niah's kiss just now.
Hm, not bad.
Inner Johan pulled the tip of his lips, closed the door of the room leaving the mbok who was gawking annoyed with the behavior of the Master who smiled mesem mesem mesem smile.
What demons possess you, sir.
*
Devan comes to pick up Johan, wants to pick up the thing that was left behind, surprised to see Johan in the room where he used to sleep while wearing his clothes.
"What's up bro who's got a wife of three. Don't tell me you're sleeping here right now, being single," ledek Devan.
Johan doesn't care about Devan, feels neat. "Let's get off breakfast," he walked out of the room.
"Okay boss," said Devan, carrying Johan's suit, following his boss down, bobbing his head.
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