THE DUDA LIMITED CONTRACT

Suddenly

"Yuna, don't be afraid. We're not bad people."

Grandma finally convinced me. Offering me free meals. And being hungry, I agreed. Without the need to spend large amounts of money.

Half an hour later...

"Wahhhh! How many!!!"

Such were the words that came out of my mouth when I saw all sorts of special dishes. Starting from appetizing seafood, to so many goat and chicken satay. I don't know why it feels like eating fast. I can't remember where I was anymore. Until finally the grandmother called the old mistress came out of the room with a neat makeup. He looks so elegant.

"Please eat, Yuna. Eat as much. Don't be shy." Grandma let me eat.

I'm mangosteen. Of course immediately take rice and side dishes to eat as much as possible. I also started eating without knowing manners. Until I finally realized Grandma was watching me. My stomach cannot be compromised. He just wants to gobble up fast.

Errr .. I was wrong.

I finally stopped eating because I was not feeling well. However, it was not long before the grandmother laughed in front of me.

"Haha. You're so funny, Yuna. If I had a granddaughter like you," he said, combining his hands on the table.

Granny ....

Right now I am in a big house. Perhaps more worthy of being called a palace than a house. Because in fact there are many beautiful tapestries and expensive furniture here. In every room AC all life. Really rich people.

"Em, Grandma, sorry." I'm not feeling good about him either.

Grandma smiled at me. "What's wrong. Be eating. Spend it if you can." He said again with his special smile.

I'm mangosteen.

"Eh, you mean Grandma? Is Grandma having a social experiment?" my question, curious.

Grandma smiled again and started eating her food. "The new grandmother came to the capital two weeks ago. But the state of the capital is very out of the estimation. Or maybe all the inhabitants of the earth are used to this?" It was like he was asking me to think.

I'm speechless. Can only listen. I'm afraid I'm wrong in expressing my opinion or judgment. Just be quiet.

I enjoy this dish slowly while still maintaining politeness. Because it seems like the grandmother sitting in front of me is not a random person. It is evident with many servants in this house. Maybe he was from the nobility.

"Your appearance is less than neat. Have you been fighting?" ask grandma.

Eh?!

I see my own appearance. Today I did wear a red checkered shirt and long black base pants. I'm applying for a job. But I don't know why I haven't been able to either. And now it is said to be less neat. Or because of the minimal appearance of my face make up?

"Em, Yuna is looking for work, Grandma. But haven't got it yet. Since morning Yuna proposed to many places. So maybe that's why Yuna looks messy." I just reasoned.

"Oh, so." Grandma also drank water.

"Grandma!" Suddenly there was the sound of someone surprising me. "Grandmother! Holy hooch! Grandma where have you been?!" tanyanya.

Who her? Was he the grandson that Young Master meant?