The Love of a Duda Employer
Not my type
At about ten o'clock, Andre escorted Rumanah to the operating room. As scheduled by the doctor, the operation will be carried out at ten.
"Sir, is the operation going to be very long?" rumanah asked her master.
Andre shakes. "You ask people who have never had surgery. I think you're asking the wrong person." The handsome widower always answers the origin and the way around. Impressed cuek may even be lazy to answer the questions of his daughter's nanny.
Rumanah raised her bead and pursed her lips. "Why not answer simple and pleasant to hear, sii, fierce master!" grunt the village girl inwardly.
"Annabelle, you wait here, I'll be out for a while" said Andre, who now appears to be a selow.
"Okay, sir." replied the village girl.
However, just as Andre was about to step foot, suddenly a male nurse stopped her steps.
"Where are you going? The operation will soon be carried out." said the male nurse who suddenly stopped Andre's footsteps.
Andre turned his face and stopped his footsteps. "Yes, go outside for a second. How many minutes are left, huh?" answer Andre who ends with his question.
"It's going to be done, sir. Now you can help your sister to take off her clothes. I think your sister needs someone's help to take off her clothes and get changed by surgery. Remember yes, do not leave a single strand of thread other than this operating shirt." said the nurse at length. Not to forget he gave clothes that are commonly used to perform surgery.
Hearing the man's nurse's words made Andre and Rumanah look wide shocked and astonished at what they had to do. Of course Rumanah strongly objected to having to undress in front of her fierce master. And Andre seems reluctant to do that.
"What??? Why should I take off my clothes?" asked Rumanah who looked surprised half to death.
"Yes, because the clothes will interfere with the operation later." replied the male nurse.
"But I don't want to, Om." whine Rumanah who now seems increasingly tense. Ribet's about to do the operation.
"Must want to, Deck. Don't call me Om, yeah, I'm young and handsome." so long as the male nurse seemed to be very narcissistic.
"Tuaaaan, how is this? I don't want to wear that outfit. I don't want to undress." this time Rumanah whined at her fierce employer.
Andre rubbed his face. "It's gotta be done, Annabelle. You really should be wearing these clothes." said the handsome widower.
Rumanah bent her face and still wanted to refuse.
"alright, Sir. Then don't waste any more time. Please change your clothes in this room." said the male nurse while showing a room that might be special to change clothes.
"Wait a minute, Per." said Andre who tried to stop the male nurse's footsteps.
"Yes, what's up, sir?" ask the nurse.
"Oh, can't, sir. I was very busy and there was no time. After all, the one who has more power over this woman is Mr. Andre himself." the male nurse refused without further ado.
Andre rubbed his annoyed face and threw his breath rough. "Then you can ask the nurse perempu— for help" Andre again had to hang his words when suddenly the nurse was called by a doctor who was in the operating room.
"Sorry, Mr. Andre. I don't have time here anymore. Immediately help this woman undress, see she has so much trouble carrying the infusion bag. After this the operation will be carried out immediately. Excuse me!" said the male nurse who managed to make Andre more frustrated.
Rumanah bit her finger when she heard the nurse's words. At this time, it was no longer tense because it was about to be operated. But it was more tense as he imagined his fierce master looking at every inch of his body skin. Holy hooch!
"Argh, dammit! Why is it so difficult and complicated like this!" the handsome widower hissed and looked so annoyed.
"It's okay, sir. I can do it myself. Sir just wait here, give me the clothes." said Rumanah who managed to make Andre glare at both eyes.
"Don't be crazy! Your right hand is attached to an infusion hose. Your left hand is injured and it is impossible to touch anything. Don't be such a big ass, Annabelle! Come in and I'll help you undress!" resolute Andre who managed to make Rumanah wide in shock.
Of course the village girl would not let her fierce master help her undress. Even though his fierce master was ready with a chest of air, Rumanah still strongly objected that her entire body should be seen by her fierce master.
"No, Mister. Don't bother, I can do it myself. Really!" reject Rumanah who really does not want to be helped by her fierce employer.
Andre rolled his eyes puffed. The handsome widower really knew that his daughter's nanny didn't want to be seen all over by him. But still, he had to do that.
"Have you not resisted much, Annabelle! Now, who would help you take off your clothes if not me? Argh, don't be pretentious. Although I see everything that is on your body, but I will not be interested and will not *****. Trust me if you're not my type, Annabelle!" stern Andre who seemed to suppress every speech.
Rumanah seemed stunned to hear every word that came out of the mouth of her fierce master. Yeah, she's not as pretty as Meliza. However, it was not appropriate for the handsome widower to say things that made him a little offended and hurt
"Yes, I'm not as pretty as Mommy Meliza, sir. But beware if you are fascinated to see my body. I'm gonna plug those two eyeballs!" sumang Rumanah in the heart.
Rumanah let out a rough breath and opened her eyes. "Alright, I hold your words, Sir" said the village girl who now seemed resigned and agreed.
Andre rolled his eyes lazily. "Ck, you're really pretty, Belle. Don't cingcong much, let's go in and hurry!" said Andre who seemed to suppress every speech.
"Saudari Rumanah, please enter the operating room. The doctor was already waiting inside." there was the voice of a physician assistant who was calling Rumanah.
"No, let's get in!" bring Andre.
Rumanah simply nodded and then stepped into the special room to change clothes.
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