That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Washing Motor

Billy drove Mayang into the house to ensure his safety.

"It's time for lunch Mayang," Billy glanced at the clock on his wrist. "You should eat first so as not to get sick. I'll go back to the office."

"Thank you for Billy's secretary today" Mayang replied.

"Thank you young master, Mayang."

"Well, I'll thank you later."

Billy leaves Mayang alone in the living room. Mayang dragged his feet towards his room. He pulled the body down for a moment. Suddenly his stomach was hungry. Mayang then went to the kitchen to eat.

In the kitchen Mayang met with Ms. Kuswara who was giving instructions to the chefs to cook the favorite food of the young master, because the young master will come home quickly today. Then start working in the kitchen.

Mayang had a bad lunch accompanied by Kuswara maam while observing the busy chefs preparing dishes. The cooking is seribetan, it eats only a small piece.

A few moments later,

Mayang saw that Bu Kuswara was preparing to welcome the young master home. He hurriedly followed the butler to welcome the young master home. They're standing at the door.

It was seen that Secretary Billy was opening the back door of the car. The young man got out of the car.

It's still not afternoon but the young master has already come home from the office??It's up to him, he's the boss...

"Welcome sir," greeted the compact servants while looking down politely.

Brian saw Mayang in the line of servants. Mayang smiled sweetly at him. "You welcomed me apparently. What wind, hemm?" tanyanya was a bit suspicious. He just passed by leaving Mayang and the servants. But Mayang chose to follow him.

"There's nothing, sir, I'm just happy right now" Mayang replied with a small laugh.

"What makes you happy?" ask Brian again even though he actually knows what makes Mayang look very happy. He sat on the family couch. Mayang then stood in front of him but kept his distance.

"Because of Master's kindness, I was able to meet with my family. My family and I would like to say thank you very much, Young Master .." said Mayang with an exaggerated smile, hoping that his young master would be satisfied with the answer.

"That's all?"

Huh huh? Mayang. What else is it. Is saying thank you with a smile as sweet as this is not enough?

"Today I will be kind to you and obey your words as a sign of my gratitude." What else can I do but obey, right?

"really?" A sneaky grin emerged from Brian's lips.

Whatisit? How does that smile? So suspect me. Did I say the wrong thing?

"True Sir." Mayang answered hesitantly. Afraid that if his words would be bad for him anyway.

"It's okay." Brian got up from sitting excitedly. "You wait here for me, I'll take my clothes off."

Whaaat! What do you want, sir?

Seeing the look on Mayang's face that looked surprised made Brian realize that he was wrong to talk. "What are you thinking, huh! I'm just gonna change!" Brian pressed those words so that Mayang did not misunderstand.

"Please sir, I'll wait here."

Mayang followed Brian by his eyes, then grimaced as the body disappeared behind the door.

Suddenly he felt sorry for promising to be nice. Why did he think something bad was going to happen? Seringai Tuan earlier .. jeez. That's a bad sign for him.

Not long after that Brian appeared to approach Mayang. He has a relaxed look with white shirts and knee-length short jeans. But the watch was still on his wrist.

Mister.. even if you only wear a T-shirt you still look cool. Mayang subconsciously looked at Brian in amazement.

"Let's follow me" Brian said as he passed. Mayang nodded, then followed behind the man. Mayang seemed to know where Brian was taking him. But for what?

"Sir, where are we going?" he asked curiously after he and Brian entered the large garage in the house.

"Who wants to invite you out, too" said Brian ketus after reading Mayang's mind.

"Why are we here for..?"

Brian opens the cover of something big. Mayang was aghast when he saw what was seen after the cover was opened. The big motor and next to it there is also a racing motorbike. Yes, if the rich can be bought. Mayang just this time saw a big cool motorcycle like this. Again he was amazed.

"Kiss this motor." Brian spoke lightly and casually.

"What!" Mayang surprised. "Didn't you say the wrong thing?"

"why? Not want? You said you'd be nice and obedient to me, right?" Brian mimicked Mayang's words earlier.

"yes, but not gini either. Should I wash a motorcycle this big? Two anyway?" Mayang put on a sliced face while brandishing his two fingers. He could complain in front of the young master.

Master are you pranking me?

"So what you said was just a lie?"

"No sir, I'll wash it immediately. Yes, I wash." Mayang approached to observe the motor. "Master, but it doesn't look like this bike is dirty. Isn't being wiped out enough?" Mayang tried to bargain.

"Can't! I want this bike washed!"

Mayang tiptoed in surprise by Brian's high tone of speech. "alright.. Young master, I will wash. I also wash my bike at home a lot."

"Goodoo. Then you know how to wash the bike, don't you."

You have a hobby too, sir. But today why did you take it so badly?

Mayang had started rubbing the motor with a foamy sponge. Because it felt complicated, he finally took off the high heels that were worn and tied and his hair was rather high.

Occasionally Mayang glanced at Brian who was seriously braining his racing bike. Seriously, does he also understand about motor machines? Was he a motorcycle boy? It feels impossible if you have a motorbike but not in the drive.

"Sir..."

"What!"

"When was the last time you drove these bikes?" mayang asked breaking the silence. Because I saw thick dust on the motor before washing it. It looks like this bike is long untouched.

"Udah forgot."

"Old saking sir,,,? You forget the last time you wore it?!" Mayang still asked as if in disbelief. "If you're bored, why not just give it to me?"

"Enak. Can you ride a motorcycle?!"

"Yes, it can be sir..."Mayang was silent for a moment as if thinking. "Sir, who do you use to ride this bike with?"

"meaning?"

"Who do you usually screw with this bike? Must be a special person, right?"

Brian had no intention of answering Mayang's question. Instead, divert the conversation. "Hey who really dong rubbed it! That's right there, tuh!" Brian pointed at another place that had not been exposed to foam.

"Yes sir, yes. It's also rubbed, really." Mayang rubbed at the spot Brian had pointed at.

"Hey who slowly dong ngosoknya! Get to know! Not just anyone can touch this bike!"

Yes sir,, the doank's motorbike. I washed the motor at home like this too.

"It's not rich!" Brian approached Mayang and grabbed Mayang's hand as if he was modeling the correct way to wash.

There was physical contact between them. Although accidentally but has made the heart both pounding. Mayang could even feel Brian's breath gently greeting in his ears.

Uh why hold that hand, so groggy me.

The newly awakened Brian instantly let go of his hand grip. He still has a dirty face. "That's not possible!"

"Sorry young master.."

"Spray on steam first, let the bus go." Brian ordered while pointing at the hose lying below.

Mayang deftly take and spray water to remove foam. Nothing is missed. While being cool to spray, Mayang's barefoot foot stepped on a puddle of water that had been mixed with soap and became slippery. So .. "bruugg" Mayang fell sitting in a puddle that made his clothes wet and dirty. He screamed because his butt hurt.

Brian did not help but laugh out loud at the scene Mayang fell earlier.

Mayang looked at Brian and then piqued. "What are you laughing at! It really hurts, sir."

"Yes you are! He told the motorcycle to play water there! Just like a kid." Brian still did not stop laughing.

Satisfied you're laughing at me? You think this is entertainment? You are happy if I am difficult.

Mayang just this time saw Brian laughing loosely like there was no burden.

Brian approached and squatted in front of Mayang who was still lying in place of the fall earlier. "Can you wake up?" ask, this time in a soft voice. It seems like a bit of sympathy.

"sickness..."Mayang scowled, he bowed in shame.

"Let's help you wake up." Brian stretched out his hand.

Mayang. He's still down.

"You want to be carried again?!"

"No?" Mayang spontaneously stood up as if not feeling pain. He was washing the motor again. The two remained silent for a while. Brian continued his activities.

Young master really sucks. He used me because I said I'd be nice and obedient earlier. I'm sorry I told her that! Do I spray him yes, let them all get wet. But if I will be punished how... did I just stain him yes.? Mayang giggled in his heart after imagining an idea.

"Sir..."

"What?!"

"Didn't you intend to shave that long master's hair?" god Mayang to Brian. Brian glanced slightly at Mayang. "It looks like the young master is more handsome with short hair. Doesn't that long hair belong to women?"

Brian is still flinching. But his face was already starting to blush.

"Or young master wants to compete with me hemmm...." Mayang blinked his eyes while showing his long hair.

Brian seems to have started to get hooked. He did not answer the words mayang a word.But his hands have begun to clench.

"You finished washing it yourself!" Brian said as he threw the sponge he was holding towards Mayang. But he didn't look at the girl in the least. Then he just walked away.

Mayang was still stunned staring at Brian's departure. He realizes Brian's anger even though it seems hidden by the man. Regretting, he had provoked the man's anger.

What should I do to apologize.I'm so stupid! Foolish mouth, stupid fool! Mayang patted his mouth back-times.

Seriate