The Gardenia Story's

Episode 40 Plan

EPISODE 40 PLANS

“This, drink. Zhuzu said that you should spend it.” Sara gives Georgy a drink. After a night of sleeplessness due to Georgy nausea and vomiting throughout the night, Sara was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and sit quietly.

Georgy just stared at Sara's glass. Seeing that, Sara sighed, trying not to get carried away by emotions. “Minum. You'll love it.” He said as he sat himself on the edge of the bed, side by side with Georgy. He tried to keep smiling, no matter what.

Georgy looked at her, staring at the pair of shining pretty eyes filled with a motherly aura that somehow made her feel at ease. “Can you guarantee that I will like it?” He said with a sly smile.

“You'll love it. I guarantee.” Sara answered with confidence. He loved the special taste of the drink. Tastes like green tea? The smell of vanilla? He doesn't know how to explain it, but he certainly likes it. Also, who doesn't like vanilla?

“What's the guarantee?” Georgy asked with a deliberate obnoxious attitude. Sara was made a fool of because of it. He did not expect that he would be cornered like this (again). “J-guarantee?” He was nervous instantly, ‘I have to answer what?’

“Hm? You don't know? How about you consider my advice?” Reciprocity. “How about the guarantee is yourself?” Speak with hidden intent. Sara did hear it, ‘My own self? Does he really teach that?’ His face was red.

“Hm? What was? Why is your face flushed? Are you feverish? Wait, you don't think that's weird, do you?” He said deliberately to tease her, he was really happy to see Sara who was wrong.

His face grew red, he covered his face with both hands. He's really embarrassed.

Georgy, who was enjoying the view, only laughed after being satisfied to look at. “Sara, I mean, you should be my confidant if I don't like this drink. How?” He said with a satisfied smile.

‘There's a weird. He said it had a purpose. And I don't think he likes that drink. But why would he play me? Argh, whatever it is. Up.’ Inner Sara.

He sighed before replying, “Alright, I will be your friend. And you better finish that drink before it gets cold. Even if you don't like it, you still have to spend it.” Sara replied firmly uncontested.

Georgy shook his head quickly, “No-no, how about I change? I want you to be my personal friend and nurse. How?” Say it casually. Sara was wide-eyed in disbelief, she did not expect that this man in front of her was a jerk.

“You, I didn't ma-“ Sara's sentence stopped when she saw Georgy suddenly get out of bed and immediately run in a daze towards the bathroom. Sounds from outside the room if he is spewing out his stomach. ‘Again? He just finished eating an hour ago.’ Inner Sara.

Georgy came out of the bathroom with a deathly pale face, he immediately sat limp on his comfortable bed. “You all right? Still hurts?” Ask Sara worried. “I'm tired.” The answer was short without looking at it.

Sara returns to deliver a drink Georgy has not had time to drink. “This drink first. After her you can lie down and rest.” Her speech. Georgy immediately received the glass and drank it until the toilet was not left. He returned the glass to Sara and immediately laid her down.

“I get out first. You rest.” After saying that, Sara moved from her seat. He was about to bring the tray with the empty plate and glass to the kitchen. Just as she was about to leave, Georgy quickly grabbed her wrist, “No, Sara. Don't go.. accompany me, yes?” He almost whispered.

Sara sat herself on the edge of the bed again, “All right, I'm not going anywhere. Now you rest.” Sara gave up. Georgy put Sara's hand on her head, gave the code. Sara understood her point, she shook her head ‘Truly like a child.’ His inner.

Even so, he also obeyed Georgy's will. He moved his hand in a gentle motion, stroking slowly there. “Okay, consider me your mother today.” Sara Mumbles. Georgy didn't hear it, he was asleep in his sleep.

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“Mari-mari, please sit everything. It's a holiday and let's have fun for a moment.” Chemira blurted out her words with a cheerful smile that she rarely showed.

On this beautiful holiday, they cook a lot of food to just gather and chat casually by forgetting the usual formalities that surround them. “Mari, sir, buk. Eaten his food.” Arora and Fimela are delighted with Chemira's decision to relax even if it's just a day away.

Employees and servants who have become accustomed to living a formal life every day, who have been trained to always maintain behavior and limit unnecessary speech, now they have to face the conditions where they will relax and eat together with their superiors.

“Ah, it seems unnecessary, miss. We.. feel bad.” Said a middle-aged woman with a downcast look. “Iya, yes.” The other law. Arora squinted her eyes, “Alright, if you guys aren't having fun today, then don't blame me for acting cruel.” Threatened words.

Everyone there shuddered in horror, none of them dared to speak let alone argue. Chemira shook her head slowly, “Already, Arora. It's a special day, just relax. Rarely can we eat together like this.” Speaks soothing.

He looked over and looked at all the servants and servants who were there. “All her, enjoy today. Forget about formalities, and have fun. Don't hesitate.” After saying that sentence, Chemira took a seat in one of the chairs available there. Arora and Fimela sat there, so their seats were side by side.

Mr. Yan who had been watching the surroundings, was about to find the right time to talk to his superiors. After seeing that they had been sitting and casually chatting with little naughtiness, he only dared to approach them.

“Excuse me, miss. Something I want to say.” He said when he was in front of Chemira while still keeping his distance. Chemira raises her head, “Ya? What's wrong sir?” Ask. He seemed a little hesitant, his gaze bowed, the courage he had long accumulated now disappeared for a moment.

“What's up sir? Just say.” Said Fimela disperse daydream Mr. Yan. He had thought not to say what he had wanted to say, but he had already disrupted the happy moment of his employer.

He sat in one of the empty seats there, and said what he wanted to say. “Em, sorry if I sassy miss. But lately I see the lady is very busy, even the lady so do not have time to just cook food.” He said with full calculation so as not to make them misunderstand.

Arora, Chemira and Fimela remained faithful listening. “So, what if my son works here, to help clean and cook food.” Reciprocity. They were moved by the attention that was indirectly given by Mr. Yan.

They thought for a moment, considering such a tempting offer. “But, how about his school mbak Ani?” Ask Arora. “She just graduated last month miss.”

Again they are silent to think again, “What mbak Ani not continue to college sir?” Ask Fimela. Mr. Yan sighed with a glare, he shook his head slowly. “No miss.” The answer.

“But, why sir? Ani is still young. She just graduated High School.” This time Chemira answered. He feels very fond if someone's youth is used to work hard (when he himself also works hard).

“She said if she wanted to work to help her parents. He said if college only spent money, and better he worked to help his mother's treatment.” Replied Yan who was increasingly downcast, stricken with guilt.

“Then, why would you want to work here? Did you approve his decision to work?” Ask Chemira (again). Mr. Yan shook his head again, “At first I did not approve. But he's too stubborn. I can't stop it.” Answer with a thin smile.

Fimela elbowed Chemira, “Sama like you isn't it?” Whisper with a mocking look. “Huss, don't bother people anymore vent.” Arora whispered. “Can you not interfere in people's affairs?” The fimela circus. “Well, you alone? Don't you interfere in other people's affairs?” Brisking Arora with the same sarcasm.

‘Sabar, Chemira. Sabaarr..’ Inner Chemira on herself. “Mm, sir. I'll think about it again. You can enjoy the event again.” Chemira replied with a forced smile. He felt his head dizzy and was very hot at this moment. “Good, miss. I excuse.”

After Mr Yan really went from there, “Couldn't you guys fight a day? There's nothing good.” Tegur Chemira who was still holding back his emotions that were about to explode. “Ngak. We are destined to fight every time we meet.” Replied Arora who was still continuing her debate with Fimela.

“Although I have said constantly?” – Arora

“Ada.” – Fimela

“What? Whereabouts? I'm just saying that we fight every time we meet.” – Arora

“Yes we meet every day, Arora. Therefore, by the way, use the brain.” – Fimela

“Yee who is using the brain? By the way use mouth.” – Arora

“Ya means before you think about it. Don't just talk no-no.” – Fimela

“I thought first, you just do not understand.” – Arora

“Whose word do I not understand? We obviously meet every day. I'm not wrong.” – Fimela

“Yes, we meet every day, it does not mean we fight continuously.” – Arora

“Lah, make it your own who says that we fight every time we meet. Means every day dong.” – Fimela

‘What is this talk? Why am I listening to this very obscure talk? No, why am I here? Wait, who am I?’ – The tormented inner Chemira.

“Every day does not mean continuous.” – Arora

“Yee, it's wrong, it's still being defended. So if you want to talk filtered first. New inombongin.” – Fimela

“Times yes filtered first. Is it possible for the sieve to enter the head?” – Arora

“Not going to head. The entry into your mouth tuh.” – Fimela

Chemira is feeling very careless now. He chose to leave rather than explode here.

“Chemira, where are you going?” Ask Fimela. “I want to go eat. Relax, you can continue. Later if someone is dying just stay. Or if you want to all in the projects also gapapa.” He said with a flat face and a blank look, then left.

“What's with him?” Ask Arora. “What are we wrong?” Reciprocity. “Once, I don't think so.” Answer Fimela. “Already, eat yuk.” Take Fimela, Arora just follows behind her.

After finishing a few portions of food (along with her plate), Arora and Fimela approached Chemira. “Chemiraa~~” Call Fimela. Chemira turned her head with a flat face, without making the slightest sound. “Em, we want to apologize.” Connect Fimela.

“Why?” Chemira asked flatly and briefly, no expression whatsoever, making her mind completely illegible. “K-we know if we are wrong, so. we want to apologize.” This time it was Arora who replied, hoping that Chemira could pay attention to them at this time.

“What's your fault?” Chemira asked who was still loyal with her flat face. Cold sweat pouring out, they know, very well know if they are wrong to answer this question then there will be consequences that they have to bear.

As they brainwashed, thinking hard about finding the right answer to Chemira's question, Chemira suddenly sighed, “That's it, I'm sorry. Next time do not fight often, not good tau.” His voice was soft with a smile.

That sentence is a true helper for those who have been feeling unusually nervous. They nodded their heads excitedly, “Alright, thank you for forgiving us.” Arora answered enthusiastically.

Chemira chuckled softly, it made her look very beautiful and elegant. Make anyone who sees will be envious of him (except his two companions). As they were chatting, the servants were busy gossiping about their old master and comparing him to the present one.

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Nights, evening,

“You want to go home?” Ask Sara who is still loyal to her position. “Iya.” Zhuzu answered briefly who then went to pick up a piece of paper and gave it to Sara. “If urgent circumstances only.” He said and hurried away from there.

Sara read the writing on the paper. “Number of phone?”

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“Haah, after so long I can finally return to my very comfortable room.” He muttered while laying his body on the bed. Not until a few minutes, suddenly he returned to sit his body, “I have to change clothes. I've been wearing this uniform all day.” Said slowly.

Because his body felt so tired, he chose to soak the warm water first. After he finished with all his activities, he laid his body again. He planned to fall back asleep in his dream, but the ringing of his cell phone did not allow it.

“Haah, what do they want now?”

Although he felt very sad, but he also received a call that came suddenly on the screen of his phone.

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