The Little Vampire Belongs to Mr. William.

You who?

The Part 70

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Arista quickly got out of bed, opening a small desk drawer next to William's bed. Pick up the scissors and go back to William's bed.

Krekks!

The crane!!

Arista slowly scissored the bandage that wrapped William's body, after all the bandages were open. Arista took out a gauze covering the wound that William had gotten.

Both Arista's enlarged eyes stared at the wound that pierced William's right chest. The palm of the right hand was placed on top of the still reddened wound, tears dripping down over William's burly chest. “It must have hurt a lot.” he said slowly, his left hand wiping the rough tears that soaked his cheek.

Arista immediately picked up the purple flowers, rubbing them gently on both of her tiny hands until they turned slightly soft.

“Uncle. You have to survive.” Arista placed the softened purple flower on William's right-hand burly chest. Arista tilted William's body to the left, putting the flower back behind the punctured right back.

After the flowers are finished in place on the wound that is still reddened and slightly hollow, Arista again bandaged William's wound wearing a good bandage.

Finished the task given by the woman to Arista. Arista's face was a little sultry, smooth neckline sweaty. He got up from the bed. He stood beside the bed staring expectantly, hoping that William would recover soon and wake up after being given the purple flowers that said the woman.

“Uncle. Arista, excuse me for taking the bathroom and your Uncle's towel. After finishing the bath, Arista will accompany Uncle here.” Arista turned around, stepped walking out picking up the suitcase left in front of her room.

Arista walked back with his suitcase into William's room. Arista continued to step into William's bathroom with his suitcase.

Arista undressed, placed in a haul of clothes that look casual attached to the bathroom wall made of marble. Arista walked closer to the shower, Arista turned the shower faucet.

Sruutts!

The sound of falling water soaked from the head to the tip of Arista's feet.

...1 hour later....

...🌀🌀...

Arista came out with wet hair, a dress shirt over the knees. Both Arista's eyes widened to look at a woman sitting on William's bed.

Who is the woman sitting next to Uncle?

Just be careful if Uncle dares to hide another woman or date another woman without my knowledge.

Arista muttered inwardly feeling jealous that there was another woman beside William.

The hands on the head were strong, the chest was pounding with anger, the eyebrows fused together, the two eyes that were about to come out stared intently at the woman sitting beside William.

“Who are you?” yelled Arista from the front of the bathroom.

The woman turned her face to look at Arista who was standing, both eyes staring gloomyly at her. “You are who.” Bust the woman.

Arista moved both of his legs quickly approaching the woman sitting beside William. “What you said. How dare you speak and ask me like that.” Arista pulled out his index finger at the woman's face. “I asked once again, who are you?” asked Arista in a pressing tone and slightly raised.

The woman stood up, grasping Arista's index finger, her lips smiling wickedly. The right eyebrow is ascending. “Dare once you point your index finger at my face.” The woman threw Arista's hand.

Arista frowned, the gazes getting sharper with each other.

Each hand clenched tightly. Arista turned his face, his hands folded to his chest, not wanting to make a fuss in William's room. Arista glanced from the tail end his eyes looked at the face of Uncle who was pale now slightly reddened, Arista's hope for William to recover was not in vain.

The woman clenched her hands together, clenched her teeth, her face visibly irritated at Arista's utterance which seemed like no manners to the older man.

“Who are you? How dare you tell me like that.”

“I am..just ask it later same Uncle. What is clear, you should not approach Uncle, if you still want to be rewarded by Uncle. If you don't want a wage from the results you work here, just approach Uncle. So that I can kick you out of my house.” Ketus Arista without looking back.

Arista's feet stepped away leaving Uncle's room and the woman who was still looking at him was upset.

“Who is that haughty teenage girl, what was that girl they said as a shield to approach master William.” muttered the woman quietly, frowning looking at Arista's back.

...In the living room....

...👀👀...

Arista stretched out his legs on the living room table. Arista leaned his body on the sofa. “Ah. The most comfortable and quiet place is here. Home Uncle.” Arista muttered softly looking up at the ceiling of the living room ceiling.

“Young lady, food is ready. If young miss wants to eat will I prepare for young miss.” The woman's words turned polite, she stood beside Arista's sofa.

Arista turned a flat face, staring intently at the face of the woman standing beside him. Arista was a little surprised why the woman turned out to be good and what was the purpose behind the woman's kindness.

“Good. Let's go to the dining room together.” Arista stood up, he walked first leaving the woman still standing in the living room.

Arista's footsteps stopped in front of the dining room. His forehead shriveled staring at all the delicious meals served so quickly on the dining table.

There was no feeling for 1 hour in the kitchen.

Is there anyone who can cook less than 1 hour this much.

Arista muttered slowly staring at one by one delicious meal that still looks warm on a table that is quite long.

“Why just stand here young lady? What food do I make look bad?” Asked the woman standing beside Arista.

Arista turned his head, looking at the woman standing beside him. Arista's lips smiled faintly, like there was a plan that was kept from within Arista's mind.

“I'm waiting for you. Let's eat together.”

The woman's face turned nervous, her hands waving. “Ti-no need, young lady only eat. I will eat the rest of the young lady later.”

Arista brought his face closer to the face of the woman older than him, the face of the woman who looked nervous. “If you don't want to eat with me. Food on the table will I throw everything away, and you have to replace it with a new one.” threatened Arista.

The woman turned her face, snorting in annoyance. “Sial.”

Arista who was still close to his face smiled ignorantly when he heard the complaint that was said from the lips of the woman. “What you said earlier.” Tanya Arista put the palm next to the right earlobe, close to the lips of the woman.

“Ti-no. Then let's eat young miss.” Invite the woman to walk first to the table, pull the table on the bench number 3 from the main bench on the left.

Arista pulled the bench next to the woman's bench. Both hands open the plate that is still face down on the tablecloth made of knitted bamboo specifically for each plate neatly arranged on the dining table.

Arista took 1 spoonful of vegetables, put it on the woman's plate. “Because you have cooked this much, so you first have to eat it.” The woman's plate was fully filled, Arista let her face release a sweet smile full of victory. “Ayuk. At eating? After that I will eat.”

The woman stared irritatedly at Arista's face, her right hand holding the spoon. Sip a little vegetables, meat and other foods presented in a spoon. His hands were shaking, his lips were forced to open wide and put a spoon filled with vegetables and a little side dish into his mouth.

Arista smiled sweetly, both eyes closed staring at the woman who was chewing food. “You look very hungry. Let's add a lot more, so you are not malnourished while working here.” Said Arista taking my rice filled with salad.

...Seriate.........