The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 9

Hasya stood behind the door as Aunt Lynn walked out of Zehan's room. But what was surprising was that when he turned to the middle-aged woman, he blinked one eye at Hasya. Slightly hesitating, Hasya knocked on Zehan's room door with an irregular heartbeat. Naturally, if he was a little nervous and worried because today was his first day he really worked to care for and take care of all the needs of Zehan.

Hasya's eyes still catch Zehan's figure who is still sitting leaning on the headboard while crossing. His eyes stared intently, his cold aura showing his dislike for Hasya's existence there. Hasya's eyes quivered and then gnashed anxiously, glancing around while repeatedly trying to swallow her saliva as she approached the lip of her bed.

"You, come and help me in my wheelchair, I'm going to the toilet" Zehan said. Without answering Hasya immediately took a wheelchair in Zehan's bed. He put the wheelchair facing Zehan and pulled the locking lever to the right left of the bottom of the wheelchair. But Zehan seemed reluctant to budge from his seat.

"Let me help you" said Hasya with a flat face following Zehan. He began to understand why Zua insisted on hiring him when the introduction at the Hasya agency tend to challenge him when Zia seemed to abuse him because his face was not suitable for the size of a TKW.

Zehan was still ignoring himself, Hasya pulled her thinly pursed lips towards the inner corner of the right while folding her hands in front of her dad* her staring flat at Zehan.

A few minutes later, Hasya grabbed the bedcover that enveloped Zehan.

" Mister Zehan please cooperate, yes, " Hasya said with a big smile. Zehan who was not ready when his legs were pulled by force to make his body lie down with legs dangling on the lip of the bed. Of course Hasya dared to do that on Zia's instructions to him last night.

"Hey heeyyy !!!" Zehan tried to rebel but in vain, it turns out Hasya's energy when embracing Zehan is large enough to put Zehan in his wheelchair.

" Let's get Mr. Zehan ready" Hasya said as he pushed Zehan's wheelchair into the bathroom. There Hasya again helped Zehan sit on the toilet, then stripped Zehan of his clothes and left only his diaper. He turned his face when he saw Zehan's body which turned out to still look very beautiful with torn bread that was still beautifully displayed in Zehan's stomach. The muscles of the biceps and triceps in his arms also looked fresh.

"Content yes early in the morning see the body of people" Zehan quipped with ketus. Hasya was just grieving pulling one of her upper lips. Hasya took the sarong and put it on Zehan,

"Why do you want me?? Don't be so rude?" zehan said he refused Hasya's treatment, which continued to go against his orders, but Zehan still could not fight Hasya because of his half-body condition. Hasya commented on the thin smile right in front of Zehan's face who looked at him with annoyance, then tore off the right left side of the diaper used by Zehan.

"Please urinate or maybe you want to BAB first, in 15 minutes I will return after preparing your clothes" Hasya continued to comment on the smile on his lips.

"Based on the Hulk woman !!"swear Zehan who then pulled the sheath cloth to pass his wishes that he had been resistant since.

"Smart woman also put on my sarong so that I am comfortable in the toilet" Zehan said smiling. Hasya came out of the toilet "Ceklek"

"Where does Zehan keep fighting you, right?"

"TEMPECK ROTI !!!" hasya shouted lata in surprise by Zia's sudden voice behind her.

"Iisssh Miss iih, a hobby that really makes people surprised, if my heart is dislodged how??" namel Hasya stroked dad*nya calmed herself down.

"Hehehhh.. I'm sorry" Zia said, pointing her two fingers together to form the letter V.

"Eh didn't Miss Big Mistress say to Taiwan's same husband?" Hasya just realized that Zia's presence should not exist.

"Ngga, but later at 9 it does want to go to the airport, because you already have Mama back first to Indonesia, I just returned home Sunday night just nginep semalem doang" explained Zia.

"Is this really me being left alone?"

"Where is Zehan's brother now?" netra Zia is looking for her sister

"Sister Miss is in the toilet probably being sanitized, later in 15 minutes I bathe Mr. Zehan," said Hasya as he grabbed the bedcover that was lying on the floor and put it on his bed.

"There will be something wrong with this room, your job is just to take care of, care for and take care of my brother for 24 hours" said Zia while seizing the bedcover that Hasya will fold.

"No matter what Non, if only make the bed will not spend an hour."

"Had I told you first, there's someone I want to tell you about" Zia pulled Hasya's hand to sit with her.

"Miss how can I trust so much, when I only knew yesterday, if I had evil intentions how?"

"People who are really bad people will not open the card, and about that I want to apologize to you, too, when we left the agency, Mr. Micky, I told people to investigate your background, I know this is excessive but how should I ensure the safety of my brother too, you understand?" zia felt guilty.

"Well, how else, it's only natural that miss did that, hehh, I feel like an important person who is playing the CEO role "

"Take it that way" said Zia. It made Hasya pull her cheek.

"Oiya, this is a credit card you hold to buy your needs and Brother Zehan, this is 500$HK because tomorrow is Sunday you have to take care of your brother, hmmm there wardrobe room brother Zehan, and you have to take care of your family, if your wardrobe will be tomorrow at 10 new come, same people interior,"

"Non, can't we sleep in that room?"

"The problem is there is no more room, and the bedroom is the most spacious brother, if you have a mama's room, it's upstairs, complicated if there is anything with sister, brother, I know you are uncomfortable, but what else, Brother Zehan needs someone like you" Hasya frowned as if he realized the implied meaning of Zia's speech.

"Well, then I'll try my best, even if I don't promise not to let the lady and family down"

"I believe you" Zia said as she patted Hasya's back.

"Oiya Sya, brother Zehan is a regular person although not a misophibian person but he will be uncomfortable too long to stay out in the open, he is also quite a fashionist match, she is also quite a fashionist match, she likes sweet food but not too much, 2 times a week still do light gym, therapy schedule and check up later I give to you, ok?" zia's words slightly made Hasya just nod in restraining her urge to vomit when she heard Zia's explanation.

"Oiya another one, when Zehan's brother was angry you love him to drink this only" then Zia handed him 1 bottle of tranquilizer, and then Zia handed him 1 bottle of sedative, netra Zia looked at Alprazolam, which means the drug is a class of benzodiazepines that are often used as therapy in anxiety disorders, panic attacks, and anxiety caused by depression. There is a feeling of wanting to just quit this job if Hasya does not remember after 6 months the entire cost of his father's treatment and therapy will be borne by Zia entirely.

"HEY WOMAN HULK ! I'M DONE !!" zehan shouted from the toilet. Hasyapun moved with a sigh of resignation, while Zia looked at him with guilt.

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(lumayam could be the inspiration of preweding😁)