The Womb to the Young Master

Eps 7's

Dusk has changed the night, precisely entering at 19:00. Prilly is still in contact with Priska's servants who are now taking care of her father.

He wanted to make sure that his father was okay now, and all the worries that had struck, was just his excessive shadow.

Prilly relieved. Yes, because they say that now the condition of Prilly's father is getting better. He has begun to be able to move his hand, directing it to something place, although not yet fully strong to hold objects such as cell phones and others.

"really? Thank you for taking care of my father!"

No need to thank you, miss. We're just running errands!

"I have to thank you, because you have taken sincere care of my father. Is my father still getting angry?"

Yes, Miss. Looks like your father was a rough temper. But it's okay, we're here five. Taking care of only one patient in such a way will not make us exhausted.

"Ahaha, I'm really sorry, for bothering you!"

No, Missy. We're not troubled, really!

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

Prilly was silent for a moment. Stretch the phone that was previously docked between the earlobes.

A person's steps are heard entering the apartment room after the creaking of the open door.

"It was before, yeah! Thank you for picking up my phone, next time I'll call you again!"

Tut's.

Tut's.

Prilly turned off her phone, realizing it looked like the young master had gone home. Fear immediately pierces the heart.

Revan's steps were heard walking in the middle of the apartment room. The sound of shoes being released directly through the small cavity of Prilly's ear, changed by the footstroke of a man using a thin pedestal, was heard towards the bathroom outside the room.

Is it time for Prilly to hand over her body to the arrogant man. Prilly could only move on.

His hands and feet began to sweat coldly, his heart began to beat uncontrollably, he tried to drive away his nervousness, but really could not avoid being nervous. The cold sweat even more flooded in his palms.

Dag, drug.

Dag, drug.

His heart was even pumped. He can no longer control.

Beeping.

The screen on Prilly's phone that had dimmed immediately back on. One notification immediately grabbed Prilly's view. Shakingly he grabbed the phone.

Who else contacted him this time if not the arrogant master.

Hey, where are you?

"He just came and asked me where I was?" he thought, starting to worry.

"In the room," replied Prilly briefly.

Meet me at the kitchen table now.

"Now said? Oh no, how is this? How'this?" Despite his fear, Prilly could do nothing but obey.

Fine, Mister.

He had to agree.

Prilly tightened her grip on the phone in hand before stepping into the kitchen space. While his hand was squeezing the loose pajamas he was wearing.

Prilly purposely wears a shirt that makes her look unattractive. Plus the face that he deliberately made a mess, hoping that way, the young master felt uneasy and then undo his intention to do it that night.

He had arrived, the young master was seen grimacing his smile. His little laugh sounded.

What more tactics did this woman use, yesterday casually she was wearing open clothes in front of me, now suddenly just dressed covered so!

"Curtain!" Revan is squealing a little, it is clear he is mocking Prilly. Yeah, Prilly knows from the tape.

What's he thinking? Huh, I know he must want to insult me again! grouse Prilly in heart.

"I'm here, sir!"

"Yes, I see it, sit down!" he said he kept eating. He was not bothered by Prilly's presence. Prilly was a spectator for a long time.

A**pa he'll eat alone again like yesterday? But .. This time the menu looks excessive for him alone. There was no way he could afford to eat this much food. Where delicious all over again, makes me drool.

"Why silence? You're not hungry?"

"Geeh!" Prilly was shocked. So I can eat?

"Eat!"

"Emm, yes, fine, sir."

Wow, it turns out he's taking me out to eat.

Prilly grabbed a bowl of ramen noodles on the table. Yes, because he really likes noodles, especially the menu that still looks intact, Prilly began to chop it into the mouth.

"Aren't you looking forward to sleeping with me? Why dress like that?" Just now Prilly put in a mouthful of noodles, now he again received a bitter question that finally made him desperate

Bruupes.

"Agdhh!" Revan snorted in annoyance. Wipe his clothes with both hands. Feeling guilty, Prilly wants to clean it up.

"I'm sorry, sir. Forgive me!" The girl ran to him, trying to erase the mistake by helping to wipe away Revan's already dirty clothes. Revan brushed his hand off.

"Keep your hands!" He snorted annoyed.

Huh, smug! I just want to help.

Revan is still upset. "Agghh, because of your careless behavior, my appetite is gone!"

Prilly could only bow listlessly. Again, he again makes a small mistake which in Revan's eyes looks big. The man before him then got up, probably wanting to leave, while the girl was still faithfully lowered her head, only her eyeballs occasionally glanced at Revan's ankle that had started to step towards the refrigerator.

Revan then opened it, scrambling the contents to find a drink, perhaps he kept it in there, until accidentally his eyes were fixed on a medium bottle. He grabbed it, sure enough it was still full. Revan opened the lid to check, the smell of orange juice immediately burst into Revan's sense of smell.

Thirst had already spread in the throat area, he immediately downed the drink until almost a third was left.

'This drink, when did I make it. Why does it feel a little weird?' inner wonder. He looked at the bottle twice.

I guess I didn't make it

"Heh, you!" hardiknya to Prilly, making the girl a little jump in shock.

"Ah, yes, Master!" Prilly.

"Did you make this juice?"

Prilly's eyes immediately widened when he found the bottle of drink mixed with satanic powder in Revan's grasp. Moreover, which makes it even more shock because the bottle cover is already open, even the contents barely leave a little.

That's the drink I made this morning, and it's been mixed with powder from Miss Priska.

Prilly looked back. His hands were trembling. "I-i-that, sa-I don't know!"

"Hm. I don't remember when I made it. This drink also tastes a little strange."

Lothawat! Lothawat! Why did the young master drink it?

Prilly's hand that had just let out cold sweat was getting heavier. Even the sweat that came out on the forehead was also very swift to enliven Prilly's mood, his heart was like a drum that was hit, pounding nonstop.

For a moment Revan was still faithfully holding the bottle, still wondering why it could be there.

"Is there a guest coming today?"

"Ah, i-iya, there, sir." Nervousness and speechlessness.

"Priska?"

"I-yes, Sir! Miss Priska." Again, he missed. He should have lied.

"And you welcomed him?"

Prilly nodded. That's all he can do now.

"Stupid, didn't I tell you not to take guests. Why are you so careless." He cursed annoyed.

"I'm sorry, sir. Forgive me!"

"Huh, you always make mistakes. Is that all you can do?"

The girl was silent, there were no words she could spit out from her lips. Even though in the heart is very grumpy.

Revan is now walking away, but he has not yet reached the door of the room, suddenly his body fell to the floor.

Buug.

The loud noise spontaneously diverted Prilly's gaze from her own eyes. He was surprised to find the young master lying on the floor. In a hurry he ran over to Revan.

"Sir, why?" yells.

No response from Revan. All that was heard was a screaming voice, with the body curled up. Makes the girl more excited.

"Oh, how's this, how's this?" He was confused, did not know what to do, swirling indistinctly while biting both index fingers.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Revan is still faithfully silent. "I'll help you to the room!" Prilly immediately grabbed Revan's big arm, carrying his body, hooking it to the shoulder. As powerful as he was, he led Revan into the room. As soon as he arrived, the girl placed him on the bed.

He also bowed his legs and folded Revan's hands to his chest.

Revan's breath was heard hunting, Prilly then checked by touching the tip of Revan's head, hot. He also checked his body, the temperature was as hot as the sweat that was now coming out from his entire body.

Well, how's this? Maybe the powder is poison. Is the master going to die? Does that mean I'm going to jail? Heresy.

Unwilling to give up, Prilly runs to the bathroom, then returns with a large bowl of warm water and cloth. He squeezed it, wiping away the endless sweat.

But the result was still the same, his body was even hotter. Even Revan has sounded tens of times sigh.

What am I supposed to do? Think Prilly, think.

Prilly got back up again, this time his intention was to contact Miss Priska. But just as he stood up, Revan immediately held his hand. His grip felt so strong.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Prilly's eyes rounded to find Revan's gaze which was now as sharp as an eagle's gaze. Like seeing a victim. With increasingly hunting breath.

"You ... Don't go!"

"Eh?"

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