
"Honey!" call Digo when he was looking for Sheilla but he never found.
"Where the hell is he?" he asked himself by circulating his gaze across the entire first floor of his mansion. He had asked several maids around him and they said, they did not know where Sheilla went and it made him have to bother himself looking for the whereabouts of his lover.
"Is he on the second floor again?" he muttered with his head up to look at the second floor of the manison before his feet now moved towards the elevator that would take him to the second floor.
And when the elevator door opened, coincidentally he saw the Nah bik standing in front of the elevator door.
"Sir, you know where Sheilla is?" ask Digo suddenly.
"She's looking for Sheilla?" Digo nodded his head.
"Sheilla is now in the room where Miss Vina is staying. He's cleaning up the room." Digo looked surprised when he heard the words from the bik Nah earlier.
"What's? He's cleaning up that room again, bik?" Bik Nah nodded her head.
"Yes sir. I was the one who wanted to clean that room. But Sheilla said, I was told to go to the first floor to help Monik work. And he said he was also told by the master. So when the master asked me earlier, I was shocked," said bik Nah.
"Gosh since when did I tell him to clean up this mansion. I never told him to bik. Thanks for the info, I went to Sheilla first. And for the room, the aunt who sorted it out later," said Digo when he had not moved from the front of the middle-aged woman's body.
Digo stepped his feet wide into the room occupied by Vina first and without knocking or saying excuse me, he just went straight into the room. And his input he made Sheilla who was cleaning the room surprised and turned her head towards the door where Digo was.
He snorted bitterly when he saw Digo who was now staring at him. After that, he continued his work.
While Digo was angry because the lover did not obey his words so as not to touch any work in the mansion, he walked quickly towards Sheilla.
And when she got to Sheilla's body, she said, "Honey, what are you-"
Sheilla's sharp gaze made Digo clench his lips who wanted to nag Sheilla but he paused.
Sheilla who saw Digo was silent, she again removed the bed sheet in the room.
"Honey," called Digo who made Sheilla's hand movements stop.
"Don't call me Honey anymore because I'm not honey" Sheilla said without looking at Digo.
"Well, that's it, baby." Silence, Sheilla did not respond to the words from Digo earlier. And that made Digo smash his lips.
"Honey," called Digo by stepping on Sheilla who was pacing to clean the room.
Until Sheilla who was caught off guard he stopped his steps suddenly and when he wanted to turn his body, he turned his back, Digo even hit his body until it almost made him stagger back if Digo was not alert to hold it.
But the hold by Digo lasted only a few seconds before Sheilla pushed Digo's body until the man's embrace was released.
"Don't hold on and don't call me affection or anything else. And call me by the name of Sheilla, sir," said Sheilla, who made Digo look up at her.
"don't want. You're myfavour. And don't use formal language, honey. Don't call me, sir. Because I'm not your master but your lover" Digo refused.
"Your love is not Miss Yura? So stop mister don't think of me as a lover anymore because I don't want you with Miss Yura there's a misunderstanding" Sheilla said. And after saying this he walked to the bed to put a bed there.
"It's not him who misunderstands, but it's you who misunderstand dear. And why do you immediately believe in the words of the guesthouse that you do not know the truth," said Digo who is now standing next to Sheilla who is installing the bed sheet.
"What truth do I not know, sir? The only thing I don't know is that I turned out to be a mistress here. So rather than me being a mistress I would be a maid or a vagabond. Because I don't want to hurt another woman" Sheilla said, holding Digo's hand in her head. Somehow he did not like if Sheilla said herself, with the word mistress because the reality is not like that.
"You're not a mistress, Sheilla," Digo growled in a tone of voice that he denigrated. He did not want to jerk Sheilla and hurt her lover because of his anger.
"If I'm not a mistress, what am I? women fight for someone else's partner, is that it? It's the same, sir. The mistress and the women of the struggle are both very low because it destroys the happiness of other women."
"Sheila!"
"What's? You want to call me those two things, right? And yes I admit if I'm a mistress and--"
Sheilla had not finished saying, Sheilla's body was first lifted by Digo and then slammed slowly into the soft bed.
"What you-empttt." Digo who had supported Sheilla under him also he quickly silenced his lips that was a bittersweet that had provoked his anger.
And as Sheilla's hand continued to flail through the chest of her field, with one hand, Digo managed to catch Sheilla's two tiny hands and clasped them before he raised them above Sheilla's head.
"Master, off-empttt." Digo, who had intended to stop the kiss, said the kiss happened again when he heard Sheilla calling him master. And he intends not to take off the kiss until Sheilla is kapok and does not call himself the master again, also so that his lover does not say anything about himself before Digo straightens out what is a misunderstanding between the two of them.
While the bik Nah who had been to the first floor of the mansion, he had now returned to the second floor to carry out the tasks given by Digo to continue Sheilla's work in Vina's room.
And because it happened that the door of the room was not closed, bik Nah went straight into the room because he thought if there was no one in the room. But his guess was a big mistake. When he was only 5 steps inside, he was surprised when he saw the scene in the bedroom bed.
"O'ow, I accidentally saw," muttered Nah with one hand closing her eyes before she turned back to get out of the room. Not to forget he also closed the door of the room very slowly so that the two people inside were not disturbed by the act. And then he ran away from the front of the room, not wanting to see or hear the next activity that would happen.