The Exclusion of the Arrogant Young Master

First Salary

As the day progressed, the sun had crept up and radiated the heat of the sun.

At this time Darren was shaking his hand to his face, the sweat all over his body continued to pour. After cleaning the cow pen and also feeding the cow, Darren immediately rested his body.

Darren's gaze was now on Dira, who was currently giving drinks to all the cows.

Strange girl, it turns out there is still a young woman who wants to work rich gini. I want to work that I don't think is appropriate for a woman. But the burik wants to do it, even he does not complain at all.

Dira looked up because he felt noticed by Darren.

"Why do you think I'm rich, watch out later you fall in love," said Dira while taking a bucket of used cow drinking.

"Cih, why do I like the same rich girl Lo. Lo it's not my level, even the body Lo it does not qualify aka the body Lo is flat, nothing interesting," said Darren.

Dira glanced at his body, which Darren said was flat.

"You're the only guy who says that my body is flat and not attractive, but all my friends feel jealous of my crazy body."

"Where's cintal from? there is a flat all body Lo." concluded Darren remained steadfast with his opinion.

Then Dira walks over to Darren and tries to tease Darren by unbuttoning his shirt.

"Blogo ... Why would you want to open a button?" Darren panics to see Dira unbuttoning. What else Darren can see the mound even if only a little.

Darren swallows his Saliva, and makes Darren restless because he sees the beautiful mound of Dira, although it looks a little from behind Dira's clothes.

Dira screeched at Darren's agitated face from looking at his mound.

Hypocritical basis, all men's eyes are the same when they see a little bit already makes him shudder.

"Where? isn't it interesting?" ejek Dira's.

"No! usual," elak Darren, turning his face away.

Dira just smiled obliquely seeing Darren misbehaving. Dira buttoned back his clothes and continued his work.

Damnit damnit! It turns out that the burik has both hills that contain and damn why I danced to see it. Aarrggh ..so my brain became a pervert gini, where else I can not distribute anymore.

Darren glanced at Dira who was now cleaning up a bucket of used cow drinking. Many times Darren breathed out slowly, Darren's mind kept on going to the beautiful hill of Dira. Darren really couldn't get out of his mind.

"Dira!" Call someone.

Dira looked and smiled. Dira immediately approached the person who called him.

"Eh, Mr. Burhan," said Dira politely.

"Is this sorted?"

"Udah, sir."

Mr. Burhan smiled happily, because Dira could be relied on to take care of the cow pen and feed the cows. Even Mr. Burhan is proud of the work of Dira who is deft and painstaking.

"You're getting better and better and I love your work." Praise mr. Burhan.

"Thank you, sir. Actually I don't work alone today, I work with my friends and that's the guy." Point Dira towards Darren.

Mr. Burhan followed Dira's index finger.

"Well, I did not expect, a Caucasian would work like this, where the handsome person again," said Mr. Burhan.

Darren who received the praise straightened up his body, proud while patting his chest. Dira who saw Darren's behavior just sneered at him.

Basic, rancid bule. Just got a compliment so I've come out arrogant.

"Come, come with me. It just so happens that my wife cooks a lot today," asked Mr. Burhan.

Dira and Darren accept Mr. Burhan's invitation. Now the two follow Mr. Burhan back to his home. Along the way, Mr. Burhan and Darren engage in small talk about life in the village. Sometimes Mr. Burhan praises Darren if Darren tells of his life in the city which Darren said helped develop his papal business.

"Why do you want to live in the village?" ask Mr. Burhan.

"Because I want to feel how to live in the village and I want to try hard to find money in the village," Darren lies that managed to convince Mr. Burhan about him.

Basic, rancid bule. In addition to complaining a lot, it turns out the good guy lied too.

"I'm amazed by you." Mr. Burhan's hand patted Darren on the shoulder, in awe. " Young, handsome. Want to work like that, I'm really proud of you young man." Praise Mr. Burhan.

Darren's nose is getting fluffy because it gets praise, even his body is getting held up because of the flattery said by Mr. Burhan.

"Sad...."

Dira only screeched at seeing Darren while shaking his head. Darren is a ngibble, Dira's pout in the heart.

They had arrived at Mr. Burhan's house, and Mr. Burhan invited Dira and Darren into his house.

"Mom!" Call Mr. Burhan to his wife.

Mr. Burhan's wife immediately met her husband. Then Mr. Burhan introduced Darren to his wife. Dira and Darren are having lunch together.

Darren smiled sumringah, because this time Darren could eat well.

"Eh, burik. If you cook it like this. Look at the menu, there's chicken soy sauce, there's pasmol fish and long bean sauteed vegetables. Not rich in your cooking, weirdo!" darren Whispers.

Dira could only glare at Darren. If there is no one else, Darren is sure to get the death blow from Dira. Really sucks.

"Ayo-ayo, please eat. The cooking is still warm."

"Yes, sir. Thanks, I ate right away."

Without shame Darren immediately grabbed the plate and took the rice as well as the side dishes. Darren really enjoyed his lunch, even Darren until after his meal.

***

"Thank you sir, for lunch" Darren said.

"Yes, you're welcome."

"Then we say goodbye, sir" said Dira.

"In a moment, I got forgetfulness," said Mr. Burhan as he patted his forehead. " This is your money."

Mr. Burhan extended the money of one hundred and fifty thousand to Dira, and Dira received the money of his labor.

"Thank you very much, sir."

Mr. Burhan just nodded, then Dira and Darren went home. Along the way home, the two were only silent until they arrived home and were greeted by Mang Ujang and his wife.

Darren scrunched his forehead seeing Mang Ujang so neat.

"Where are you going?" ask Darren.

"I had to go again to the big master's house, because I was only given three days of work leave."

"Sorry, young master. I only carry out the duties of the great master if the young master has to stay here until an undetermined time" said Mang Ujang.

"May the young master be at home staying here and as long as the young master stays here, Dira will help the young master. One more order from the big master, all the young master's credit cards while being frozen first by the big master." Mang Ujang.

Darren just kept quiet and did not chimed in on Mang Ujang's talk. His brain was dead because all his magic card access was frozen and it was a sign he could not use it anymore.

After Mang Ujang left his house, Darren still quietly stood in his place.

"Your work." Dira held out seventy-five thousand dollars.

Darren looked at the money Dira gave him, then Darren looked at Dira in surprise.

"Why?"

"What money is this?"

"Money your work, cleaning the cage and also feeding the cows."

Darren took the money and looked at the money that he thought was nothing, compared to his life so far full of luxury.