The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master

Get down to work

In the evening, all Mang Ujang families were gathered while waiting for dinner to be served.

All families have been introduced directly by Mang Ujang. What else is the youngest son of Mang Ujang named Seril so admiring Darren who according to him is very male and also in the dwarf of the most handsome man. It makes his narcissistic soul out, because Darren likes to be flattered most by women. While Dira just sneered to see Darren smiling sumringah with his nose getting bigger because it can be flattery.

Dinner was served, they sat round and carpeted. Darren scrunched his forehead as he stared at the dishes served in the small pot.

"What vegetable is this? how much grass?" darren asked confusedly looking at the vegetables that were in the small pot.

"It's not grass, it's belinjo leaves. This is called an asem vegetable, Den," said Bu Kokom.

"Sayur asem? strange name?" darren said, then Darren tried to taste it. Darren fused his eyebrows together as he felt the taste of the asem vegetable.

"It feels wry, rich armpit the girl burik if not shower," as always Darren flat.

Dira who heard Darren's words immediately choked on the food.

"Thus .. uhuk...." Dira coughed and his eyes turned red. Bu Kokom immediately gave water to drink and was immediately grabbed by Dira, then Dira gulped it down to the toilet.

"His appetites, Ra," said Bu Kokom.

Dira put the glass roughly and stared intently at Darren's face, but the one in view was cool to choose the food presented in front of them.

Basic bule rancid, just want to say I wry. What else is equated with asem vegetables.

Darren was confused about what to eat. While presented there are only vegetables, salted fish, fried tofu and sambal. Among all the food served, none of which Darren likes.

Darren sighed, he felt sad because there was no food to eat by him.

"Sorry, Den. Why ya?" ask Bu Kokom.

"It's no other food, I don't like the food here." pointed Darren with his chin.

"Aden wants in what masakin?"

"Spaghetti bolognese," answered enthusiastically.

"Whatis that? spa ..spa-"

"Spaghetti, Mom," Darren continued.

"Sorry, young master. There's no spaghetti." Mang Ujang Sesal.

"What should I eat?"

"Let me make spaghetti for you!" Dira answered steadily.

All eyes were on Dira, "Can you do it?" asked Mang Ujang in doubt.

"It looks like a mah!" exclaiming Dira while flicking his finger.

"Yes, hurry up, make it," Darren ordered who was impatient because he was hungry.

Dira got up from his seat and stepped into the kitchen. In about ten minutes, Dira made spaghetti ala Dira.

Dira immediately brought his cooking, while Darren was waiting for spaghetti bolognese on the porch while smoking his cigarette accompanied by Mang Ujang's eldest son named Sandi.

"Neither...." Dira shows him spaghetti in front of Darren.

"Eh, you fucking bitch! you know what spaghetti looks like?"

"Tau," replied Dira cuek.

"If you know why you make instant fried noodles!" Upset Darren, while Sandi just smiled while shaking her head.

Buyar's been imagining Darren eating spaghetti bolognese. Though Darren's tongue from earlier had been drooling imagine eating spaghetti mixed with minced meat and cheese on it, and, but everything was far from his expectations because Dira made instant fried noodles studded with omelet in thin slices on it.

"Important, equally noodles," said Dira relaxed.

Darren could only sneer at Dira, every dish he made was always not as expected. Darren was forced to eat spaghetti noodles ala Dira alias alakadarnya.

***

Even in the morning say hello, greeted with cold. Darren, who was still curled up because of the cold, made him lazy to get out of bed.

Tok tok tok tok

"Wake up!" shouted Dira as she continued banging on the door.

"It's a lot of noise" Darren said.

"Bule rancid, wake up early." Dira keeps banging on the door.

Lazily Darren got up and opened the door of his room. Darren snorted as he looked at Dira who was standing before him.

"What's wrong? early in the morning was already noisy," murmured Darren who was upset because his sleep was disturbed.

"It's morning, and now you're coming with me" said Dira.

"Where?"

" Just come along" replied Dira.

After cleaning up, Darren now lazily followed where Dira was going, and now Dira's footsteps stopped in the cowshed.

"Well, why are we here?" darren asked as he closed his nose due to the pungent smell.

"Feed the cows and clean the cowshed" said Dira.

"What!"

"Now it's your job to clean this cow pen," told Dira while giving a broomstick.

"No!" Reject Darren firmly.

"Eh, listen up. You have to obey what I say, if you want to get money, you have to work."

"My money's been a lot,'" snob Darren.

" Yes, that's if you live with your parents. But as long as you stay here, you have to work like this" continued Dira.

Darren is really upset with Dira, and Darren is forced to clean the cow pen while covering his nose and mouth incessantly grumbling this and that

For a long time, I have never been told to work like a gini. Watch out for you burik girl, someday I'll be working back Lo.