The Wrong Time

The Wrong Time
Chapter 12



I got out of his room and went straight to take over the kitchen work. I helped some other waitress who was putting together some side dishes on the table. On the table, there is already a croissant bread filled with cream then almonds, a plate of omelette, bacon, toast with jam, hash brown, pancakes, and cereals and vegetable fruit juice. Ah, the food of the rich is always nutritious huh.


After everything was ready to be served, I stood with a few servants beside the table. Waiting for something the host wants. Not long after, he came. As much as possible, I acted like nothing happened. But, as she walked towards the dining table, I noticed that she was a little difficult while walking even a little grimacing. Is it possible that my kick is too strong? Don't-don't ‘itu’nya bleed?


I dare not look at it. His angry gaze was already fixed on me. Then, Elena, the boy's mother, came. He frowned when he saw his son biting his lips while sitting on a chair. Come on, he couldn't have told the big lady that I hit him?


“What's up?”


“Nothing,” he replied without seeing his own mother.


Well, besides being perverted, he also does not have good morals.


As long as they had breakfast, I didn't understand what they were talking about. But, I know that this guy works in construction. This mother and son talked to each other about their cooperation and profitable business friends.


After they finished eating, me and a few other servants were still standing until they had completely left the place. My legs are starting to hurt, not to mention this guy is slow to eat his breakfast. He thinks I'm not hungry either? Is he the only one who wants to eat? Gosh, don't these people think of us as servants of their house, have we had breakfast or not? Depressing.


Tens of minutes later, Lady Elena stepped out of her chair and kissed her son. Several servants followed him to bring his bag which looked very expensive. But, still this man was still sitting for a long time at the dining table.


“I want to talk to him,” he said suddenly. Talk to who?


Loh, why is he staring at me? And, my servant friends are also looking at me. Why are they this?


“Do you not hear?” he said again and folded both hands on his chest. Hearing the orders from their Master, my friends left me. Well, they play singles too. I have to get out of here, too. Maybe this guy wants to be alone.


“Hey, you!” i'm jerking. I'm the one he called?


“Who told you to go?”


“Stand there,”


Yeah, I know you want revenge with me. It's okay, I'll accept your childish revenge. You should have told me to go back home instead of telling me to stand here and just stare at you for breakfast with those delicious meals. Ah, I'm getting hungry.


“You haven't had breakfast yet?” suddenly tanyanya. I immediately raised my head to look at it and shook my head flat. Suddenly he smiled cunningly. Why this guy?


“Kasian once,” he said then accidentally ate his breakfast with a very enjoying expression. Mocking me because I haven't had breakfast.


Geez, what age is this guy? Why is he so childish. His face showed that he was old.


“Sorry, if you mock me for not having breakfast, as long as you know, I'm used to not eating for days.”


I don't give any expression. I just looked at him with a flat look. Suddenly I remembered how painful it was when I was foraging, begging for work to some shops so I could eat and even drink. Rich people like him, will never feel the pain when not eating.


“Really?”


To be sure, he still did not stop mocking me. This guy really has a disorder.


Before long, he got out of his chair and put his hand in the bag. I still look at it silently without showing any expression.


“Clean,” said then go.


Yeah, you don't have to say anything, it's my job at your palace.