The Overdose of Love

Back to work

Very upset about the behavior of the new employer, but inevitably this self still has to work, because I will really need money to connect my life and raise the child I have now.

"So we went to work, Mom. I didn't pa-pa' Karin lived. The food is all ready if you're going to have breakfast later" I said.

"Yes, kid. I don't pa-pa, I'll take it myself. Now go to work because it will be noon rush and young master Chris will be angry later," he said.

"Yes, mom. Karin left first," I said, kissing her back hand.

"Yes, you're carefully on your way."

"Emm."

After saying goodbye to mother, now as soon as I immediately pedal the bike, which became my only vehicle mainstay. Fortunately, the road is smooth asphalt, so I did not bother to slide quickly to the employer's house.

In a hurry I just go to the employer's house and immediately want to go to the kitchen to cook immediately.

"Geez, this Mr. Chris. Cook molor in the middle of the place. Heeh, maybe she can't stand the sleepy times," my strange decak when I saw the master fall asleep at the living room couch.

Srees .. klonteng .. klonteng, the sound of spatulla has been busy roasting various vegetables and balado tempe. I immediately turned off the stove to immediately do other cooking, namely roasting chicken and boiling water to brew the employer's favorite coffee. It felt quite tired as well, until the hairs of sweat had flowed slowly wet my forehead. One by one the side dishes are ready to be served, with a cup of black coffee mixed with milk has perched on the table eating, the smoke is still billowing signifies warm.

"Huaaaah .. huaaah," Mr. Chris' voice yawned loudly.

"You seem to have arrived? I didn't see you come in?" tanyanya who has now played food without sitting again at the table eating.

"Master, you're sleeping, you know if I've come" I replied, busy washing old cooking utensils.

"Emm, that's right!" he was busy chewing food.

"Master, how can you sleep so carelessly, anyway? The door of the house is locked. Are you afraid someone will come in?" many wonder.

"I worked late last night and just got home from work this morning. Mata ngak withstood drowsiness, so inevitably I pat on the sofa earlier," he explained.

"Ooh, so. But next time be careful if you go home in the morning again and if you can lock the house, do not just carelessly open the door so wide. If there will be a thief and want to harm Mr. Chris, how? 'There's danger too, '" I complained to him.

"Yes .. yes, mak bawel. Next time I'll be careful not to be careless again. But usually I'm so never lock the house except for the night," he explained relaxed while tasting food and sipping coffee.

"Now there is no danger, but who knows someday there will be evil intentions with you, will we not know," he said as he advised who had done the washing.

"Heem, ok .. ok."

Because I don't want to disturb the employer's breakfast, now my job is trying to mop the floor of his house. Srett .. sreet, slowly but surely the hand continues to do the work of cleaning the floor. A few minutes later, I saw Mr. Chris had finished his meal, until the work mopped me off for a while, in order to clear the rest of the employer's breakfast.

I don't know why the body feels so tired, until cold sweat just keep flowing. Could this be the effect of two-bodied me, until the light work alone feels very heavy. I sat down for a moment to relieve fatigue, while my hands fanned slowly to relieve the heat from fatigue.

"What's wrong with you, Karin?" ask Chris suddenly.

"No pa-pa, sir. Just want to take a break, maybe I'm just tired" I replied casually.

"You work just relax, anyway I don't force you to work hard too. The important thing is to prepare food and wash my clothes. Oh yes, above there are some dirty clothes that must be washed. You can take it and wash it now, because there are important clothes that I will wear later" he ordered.

"Good, sir. I'll take it now" I replied.

"Emm."

The move now passed Mr. Chris who was standing busy playing his phone.

"Well, it turns out that even though the person likes to bum, the room is clean and tidy as well. Truly a dependable man so this husband, hihihihihih," my small, overbearing laughter.

"Where's the dress shirt, huh?" I was in my heart looking for a basket of dirty clothes.

"Maybe this is the basket? Why are there two like this? Aaah, I'll just take them all to the wash. Maybe these two baskets are all dirty," I told myself when I wanted to take the basket.

The hands were filled with tiredness carrying baskets full of dirty clothes. Arriving in the washing machine, now one by one the clothes are directly put into one.

"Astagfirullah, what is this? Isn't this ... this?" My surprise when I opened the other basket, which turned out to be full of underwear and *********** (S"mp*k).

I slowly tried to retrieve the *********** it one by one, with the hands between willing and not taking it. The eyes have shriveled wryly to be able to close, due to acute disgust that comes dust when it feels approaching me.

Plung, I firmly throw the item by throwing it firmly into the other washing machine.

"Iiiih .. iihhh .. breeem," My disgust at continuing to take one by one using the fingertips of the thumb and forefinger.

"Haaaah, what is this? Wowowwo, what ...what is this?" this surprise when he saw the pants did not fit the same character that has a cool and arrogant.

"Is this really Chris's? Cook does he have him? Mmmmph, ha .. ha .. ha .. mmph!" my laughter is loud because of the unexpected pink color and tom and jerry's images ****** ********.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, you weird lord, hahahah!" my laughter that continued to be uncontrollable with fingers had already grazed him without any more disgust.

"What's up, Karin?" ask the employer who suddenly came, may have been overshadowed by my laughter.

"Haaaaaaaaaa .. jangaaaan," cried the voice of Mr. Chris suddenly, who was perched standing right behind me.

Sheet, deftly the employer managed to snatch his possessions.

"What the fuck are you doing this? You perverted woman," he said, angry at me.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, who is perverted? I'm what you are, hahahah!" I laugh non-stop.

"Haaaist, you crazy woman. It's not polite to have people, not ashamed of what you were a girl?" the accusation.

"Mmmphh, who's taking it. I'm just going to wash it, '" I obviously stifled my laughter by taking a strong lip, so as not to let out my laughter again.

"Haaaccch, I told you to wash your clothes, not your heirloom protection," Angrily still grumpy with a lip.

"What heirloom protectors? Meanin?" tanyaku plain.

"Hiiiiih, are you innocent or pretend not to know? Strange woman," again.

"I really don't know, sir. What do you mean," I obviously stopped laughing.

"Have ... already, explained also surely later you will grow perverted and laugh insulting kayak earlier, too," he said still not happy for my actions.

"Heeeh, which is good for you. Not explained also ngak pa-pa, if it contains perverted elements. I'm sorry that I was so lazy to wash your personal belongings, sir," I said, giving up because I was not feeling well.

"Heh, you've seen it too. Want to be flanked again. You also play take the comot, 'kan I said wash clothes not personal items," he said that there was still a tone of annoyance, while showing the pink object.

I who saw it again could not keep laughing again, but as hard as he had to manahannya because he did not want Mr. Chris to get angry.

"My personal stuff no one else ever washed it, except me, you know! So next time never wash it again, ok!" clearly gave a warning.

"Yes, sir!" reply agreed.

"Oh yes, sir. I'm really curious why it should be pink anyway it .. tuh! What's not shy? Isn't that a girl's favorite color?" tanyaku.

"Haaaiiiich, this boy! Want to know," he said that he did not like like to punch me, but stuck floating in the air of his hand.

"Heheheh, forgive me, ok sir!" I said give fingers form the word peace.

"What's wrong with that color, while wearing comfortable?" ask in clarity.

"Truely so, not wrong. But, strangely enough," I answered still in acute curiosity.

"I like the same picture that there is tom and jerry, because this cartoon is my favorite. It's a shame, but I like it. But isn't the pink color symbolizing tenderness and affection like exactly my personality, so I feel fine-fine just wearing it," explained the master in arrogance.

"Ooh, so. Yes it is, after all, it is your right to wear it" I replied casually.

"Be aware that until this secret is leaked, then there is no mercy for you, understand! If it gets spread, besides I fired your perverted face work, I'll be mocked to be rempeyek," he threatened.

"Please. If you do evil to me, then the weapon will even be a boomerang for you, for me even more humiliating sir, understand. You are an idol, it must be easy to make you famous for that shame" I said.

"Aaah, haiiast.you .. You are this, aaaah?" Her frustration grabbed her own hair, which seemed to teach me a lesson but was held back from being able to do.

"What ...what, wlueeek!" back my song insulted him by sticking out his tongue.

For some reason, my bleak days due to the thorny problems in my life, now feel colorful after the presence of Mr. Chris who always makes me laugh, although sometimes it must be accompanied by a sense of annoyance and goiter do not like in the heart.