The Love After Agreement

Chapter 27

After having breakfast together, Gryson finally decided to go to the restaurant alone without his wife. He wanted Philia to rest at home, but he also allowed her to visit his restaurant if she wanted to.

"I'm willing to go first. If something happens, call me immediately" said Gryson as she was about to board her vehicle, while Filia only took her husband to the front of the fence.

"Of course, Mas. I'll call you right away if anything happens beyond my ability" Filia replied with a sweet smile at her husband. "You be careful on the road, Mas ...!" Filia waved her hand as her husband's car began to blend in with the other vehicles.

I don't know what my house will be like in the future, but for now I want to start enjoying it all, before it all disappears, inner Filia while continuing to stare at her husband's car that has begun to disappear in the corner of the road there. He went back into the house and started doing light work.

Shortly after, one of the servants assigned by Gryson arrived there and greeted Filia who was watering her plants.

"Good morning, ma'am," said the waiter.

"Good morning too, Mbok," Filia replied while pausing her activities for a moment.

"Madam, can Mbok help here?" ask the usual symbok in Mbok Rusmi.

Filia turned to look at him and smiled before replying, "No, Mbok. I'm done watering the plants. Mock can do anything else."

"Oh, fine, Mistress. I go inside first" said Mbok Rusmi leaving Filia who had answered with a nod.

After finishing watering the plants, Filia rushed back into the house. Today she wants to learn to cook with Mbok Rusmi.

"Bok, if the job is done, may I ask you to teach me how to cook?" ask Filia slowly. He is embarrassed if later Mbok Rusmi will laugh at himself who can not cook.

Mbok Rusmi did not immediately answer Filia's request, he was a little confused to answer it. "Sorry, Madam. But, my abilities are far below that of Mr. Chrys, how can I teach you?"

Filia looked down sad, she really wanted to learn to cook at this time, she hoped that someday she could serve food for her husband from the results of her own cooking.

"Come, Mbok. I just want to learn to know the ingredients of the cuisine," Filia told Mbok Rusmi.

Seeing the seriousness of his young mistress, Mbok Rusmi did not have the heart to refuse again, he finally nodded to agree.

"Well, ma'am, but I'm sorry if the results aren't as good as Mr. Grys."

Filia smiled again after hearing the symbiotic answer. "It's okay, Mum. Thank you, I'm already quite happy to be able to learn to cook, even though it's not from Mas Grys himself."

"Together, Madam. I am also happy if there is someone who wants to study with me" Mbok Rusmi replied with a slight bow.

"Yes already, Mbok. Please Mbok finish the job first, I'll wait."

After that, Filia also left in front of Mbok Rusmi, he let the symbol to finish his work first.

How to walk Mrs Lia why is that, huh? Yesterday morning it was okay. Is Lady Lia okay? Or has something happened? mbok Rusmi wondered when he realized the way of the Filia path was a little strange.

He soon finished his work and prepared the food that his young mistress would cook.

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About what cooking, huh? What is Mas Grys' favorite food? Oh my God, I don't even know that, Philia's mind sitting on her couch in her room, she's back in her private room, because her things haven't been moved to the main room.

After waiting for almost two hours, Filia's room door was knocked by Mbok Rusmi from outside.

𝐓𝐨𝐤 ... 𝐭𝐨𝐤 ... 𝐭𝐨𝐤 ....

"Mrs, can I come in?" asked Mbok Rusmi who brought clothes belonging to his mistress who just finished he ironed.

"Please come in, Mbok." Filia answered without opening the door to her room, she herself was busy tidying up the clothes that were a little messy because of Gryson this morning.

"Mrs, would it not be better if your belongings were moved to the main room? To make it easier for you to take it," asked Mbok Rusmi.

Now he already knew the cause of his mistress walking around a little strangely. Just as he was about to wash, his gaze accidentally saw a wet bed sheet separated from the other laundry. Unsuspecting, he soaked the laundry apart and found a faint red spot there, perhaps Gryson rinsing it for a moment.

Filia was a little surprised, because all this time Mbok Rusmi knew if she had indeed separated the room with Gryson, her husband.

"Why would Mbok suggest such a thing?" ask Filia. Did Mas Grys tell Mbok Rusmi? But when? Didn't Mas Grys leave before Simbok arrived? philia wondered.

Mbok Rusmi smiles at the question of his young mistress, he is like seeing his daughter in Filia.

"Let's know, madam. Let me help you move the stuff." Mbok Rusmi offers himself to help Filia.

"But, Mbok ..."

"It's okay, Madam. I am strong enough to do that job. After finishing this, we can immediately cook for lunch" said Mbok Rusmi who stopped his young mistress' speech.

Filia stared unkindly at the middle-aged woman standing before her.

"Thank you, Mbok. Sorry for making Mbok bother."

"It's okay, Madam. That has become my duty" Mbok Rusmi replied with a warm smile at his young mistress.

They immediately began their work quickly, so it does not need to take long, the work was finished.

"Do you want me to make you a drink, ma'am?" mbok Rusmi asked when he saw Filia lying on the bed with her legs dangling.

"May, Mbok please make orange juice only," Pinta Filia without rising from her comfortable position.

"Okay, Madam." Simbok went from his mistress and master's room to make the drink that Philia wanted.

What are you doing Mama and Papa now? I miss them so much. May Mama and Papa be healthy, I want to meet them soon, Philia. His eyes were powerless to resist the drowsiness that attacked him. Unknowingly, the eyes closed. Filia forgets her intention to learn to cook with Mbok Rusmi.

When the cuebok entered the room with a drink, he saw that his young mistress had fallen asleep, because she did not want to disturb, he left there after confirming the sleeping position of Filia.