The Young Master's Servant

Chapter 11

The man was already sitting opposite him on the sofa in front of him while holding his hands with an intense look at him, there were many questions on his mind, today he saw the woman no longer trying to escape from him, he said, though he had deliberately opened the door wide, but the woman in front of him did not flinch at all, Kenan scratched his ear in confusion.

Getting a questionable and flat gaze like a board, Diandra did not care, she instead threw away her gaze so as not to meet face-to-face just that she did not want until the man considered it a no-no, it's better that he be more gentle and kind, that's better.

Tired of his thoughts Kenan was now sitting side by side with Diandra.

Are you the one who cooks?"Tanya full search while remembering the food that is quite good according to her.

"Well! if so why is it not the duty of a servant, it is not so!"he said he was flat but full of emphasis, but his eyes focused forward, not caring how the facial expression that saw him from earlier.

Kenan scrunched his forehead before saying. "You said?"he said but in his heart he felt confused and there was something strange with the words of the woman in front of him and changed just like that.

"It's because of my banana!"sahut Kenan shamelessly while grinning to boast of his heirloom.

"What?"tekik Diandra with a reddened face not because of embarrassment but was feeling very angry and holding back his frustration, he pressed his saliva rough and tried his hardest to hold back so that his anger did not plummet.

"Damn it! patience patient diandra."his inner and suddenly Kenan was already sitting nearby.

"yes!"kenan said with great pride, no shame.

"Hem!"that's all Diandra is capable of, he doesn't want to argue.

"Then do your duty as my servant!" suddenly Diandra stiffened with his words, Kenan had just pulled the hand of Diandra, Diandra who was pulled did not refuse, either, not because he remembered the man's property but he thought about how he would not do it again, she was afraid she could get pregnant because she remembered that night the man did it without safety but she had checked, so she was still safe, but do not know the next days hopefully there is no more misfortune, he hoped.

Kenan was already upstairs and opened the door, when he saw Diandra coming in "why come?"

"Master's the one who pulled me!"saith.

"Do you really want that night to happen again, is it mine!"sahut while raising his eyebrows teasingly, smiling grinning.

"CK! I'm not interested at all!"

'You're my servant, so take care of all my needs in this house, including the comfort of my sleep, I need something to cure my insomnia, you know what a handsome young master's servant must do!"said Kenan who was sitting leaning on his bed with arrogance. Making Diandra cluck in his heart.

"That means, I have to do that, I don't want to! Diandra nodded her head dislike.

"Close!"his orders with a gesture of his hand. Inevitably, Diandra could not resist, he walked slowly until he was finally standing near Kenan, he quickly pulled out Diandra's hand and made her sit on the side of the bed and faced her.

Diandra who was pulled in shock, especially when he saw the man in front of him had undressed his top shamelessly, but he did not care about that right because he was not an innocent woman, but he hopes not to let the section below come in the open, could be dangerous.

"Oh my God, keep me away from this devil man!"his inner.

"Open my pants!"said it.

"Old!"said Kenan who was impatient, he opened it himself and threw it in any direction.

"Do now!"he said fixing his seat, Diandra was confused how, he was really stuck.

If only, you could have it reworked, but everything was just a wish nothing could be changed again, Diandra could not run away from his destiny. With Diandra forced to start holding the man's torn bread, he stroked it gently, like the film he had seen before, Diandra was amused by his treatment, and now she was like a cheap woman,.how different was he from the women that night, just the same, he thought, wanted it to feel like he was clutching the man's neck to just die, but it wasn't that easy.

Kenan frowned staring at the face of diandra who slightly lowered while giving touches to his chest. But for a moment he smiled like he was planning something big. Kenan just grabbed hold of diandra's hand firmly, and to his surprise, he took the hand and made it down and down, getting down as it got below its center, he said, Diandra firmly held his hand so as not to move it with all his strength to maintain the strength of his hand to stay resting under the stomach, so as not to move down.

The two of them look to each other the strength of the hand muscles, the stronger and stronger Kenan, finally diandra managed to lose, he quickly closed his eyes, afraid that the hand touched something that is now wandering in his brain.

"Loud dude!"his murmur was small but could still be heard by Kenan. Slowly he opened his eyes. Seeing that right, Kenan smiled with satisfaction managed to prank his servant.

"Well!"he let out a rough sigh as his eyes opened wide at the sight of the hand just above the man's knee, fortunately, not that one, if it came to that, if it came to that, diandra will soon escape.

"I told you to massage me, but instead you dared to wake the sleeping lion, be prepared to accept your punishment! before that massage my legs!"pinta the kenan, more precisely the threat. He quickly took a massage, and he seemed to enjoy it.

"Why stop!"he said with his eyes closed.

"Sorry sir, my hands are sore, and my work is done, may I rest!"said *******-**** his hand.yg long enough to massage.

"Yes!"

"Hold on!"sahut Kenan when Diandra has stepped.

Diandra turned around while looking at her master with her eyes still closed.

"I forgot something, you haven't received your punishment!"

"Master can't just tomorrow!"he said with a hoarse voice because from earlier he had to accompany the master.

"Can't, must now not be delayed!"

Diandra, "huh."

"Well, you can go now!"said Kenan who had opened his eyes while looking at diandra with a very tired face, actually he still wanted to prank the woman, but he felt sorry too.

Diandra quickly left, before going outside the door, "your punishment! clean the dining table downstairs!"His shouting.

Diandra was already near the table, he sighed while stroking his chest, it turned out that there was a good thing that he also pretended to look weak, and the man who became his master just now gave him this kind of punishment, as well, in the future he intends to use a trick like this.

While in the room, he slept with a smile, he felt his life was better than ever since the presence of the maid.