Tough Stud [Daughter Master's Owner of Hearts]

Happy Ellena.

It's not morning anymore. There's probably about nine o'clock more.

Fic pulled a rattan chair for Ellena to sit at the dining table.

If for the villagers, for breakfast at this hour is very late. Usually they do very early in the morning even before sunrise. Because by the time the sun rises, they have to walk to their respective jobs. Which of course is not to go to the office building, but to go to the garden or rice field. A plate of rice breakfast should be, in order to provide enough energy for heavy work.

Maybe also because there is Miss Ellena here, Ranti and Mother are a little busy preparing morning food for them. Special cuisine, that too from a long discussion first.

"What does Miss Ellena like to eat?" Randy asked Ilham. The one in question only shrugged both shoulders a sign of not knowing either.

"Eh, maybe Miss likes vegetables!" exclaim Mother.

"Miss Ellena the Princess of a wealthy family! How to like vegetables! Especially the vegetable leaves of sweet potatoes. Where does he know!" rebut Ilham.

"Oh, cut that chicken. Then roast. Definitely like!" Ranti now has a proposal.

"The rich are tired of eating meat!" Mother is now arguing.

"Try on opor." Ilham.

"Ck, that would make Miss Ellena tired of eating coconut milk!" mother denied.

"Fry, fry!" Inspiration returns to make a proposal.

"I'm afraid Miss Ellena doesn't like it!" Ranti answered.

"Yes already. Take off the chicken then!" Ilham was going to open the cage of the rooster that was captured at dawn by his in-laws.

"Eh, Inspiration. Piye. It was hard to catch that chicken. It's good to be out!" exclaim mom angry.

"A part of it was busy planning but not so. I was told to wait until what time! I have to work too!"

The Fic was blown out loud from behind them.

"From now on why are you so busy discussing the matter of cooking for Miss Ellena. When is breakfast?"

"Eh, um Gilang. We're afraid Miss doesn't like her cooking." Mother replied.

"Miss Ellena likes any food mommy. Vegetables too." said Fic.

"Oh, thank God then."

All relieved now. Quickly cook and serve on the table.

Ellena is sitting there. With Fic. Surely the others did not come. Awkward, or have eaten first because it cannot stand the stomach that has been rumbling.

"Miss. Let's have breakfast." Fic scoops rice on a plate.

Ranti and Mom are at the end of there. Staring at the ketar ketir while holding hands.

"What is Miss Ellena doing?" Mom whispered worried.

Ranti shakes. "I don't think so much about Mom. Look, his gaze was already strange as soon as we saw our cooking."

"Ouch! How then?" Mom's getting worried.

Please, guests from the city. And this is Tuan Putri, the future wife of Mas Gilang again, who is now famous as the largest garden manager in their village.

They're back peeking.

Fic had already thrust a plate of rice in front of Ellena. Approaching some cooking. There are several kinds of vegetables. Broccoli, carrot. There are dried Sauteed sweet potato leaves. Fried chicken that is roasted and does not forget the opor. Real crowded.

Ellena started her breakfast with a smile so sweet. Anyone would fall in love suddenly seeing that smile.

Even Mom just patted his chest.

"Yes God! What a sweet smile. It's lucky that Gilang is in love with Miss Ellena."

Ranti looked at her mother, smiling happily.

"Yes Mom. Pretty, huh?"

Mother nodded, they continued to peek.

"Which one you want to eat?" Fic asked.

Ellena watched every dish.

"Fic, what's this?" designates.

"Yamount. The Dried Saute. If you don't like it, don't eat it."

"I want to taste it."

Fic nodded, extending a spoon.

Ellena started to tinkle.

"Nob." Ellena is back.

"Enak ya once." Now pour it on his plate.

Ranti and mother glared, seeing Ellena eating so voraciously.

Just a little rice, but the vegetables in the bowl were almost exhausted by Ellena herself.

"Miss like?" Fic Lin was astonished.

"It's so delicious. I've never eaten this vegetable." replied Ellena.

"If Miss wants to, Miss can ask Ranti to cook it often again."

Fic smile. "Where can it be like that. Miss can't cook."

"Why? I'm a girl too. I also want to learn how to cook, so I can be a good wife." Ellena looked up, looking at Fic who was directly down.

"I'm just gonna make you suffer here, Ellena. I don't know if this situation deserves you" Fic said.

Ellena grabbed Fic's hand, carrying him to the chest. "Don't talk like that anymore. I am so happy to be with you like this. Whatever the circumstances."

Fic was so happy to hear Ellena's words.

Although, in the midst of the happiness that Fic feels today, there is a sense of worry if considering Ellena must live in the village. With facilities that are so much different from those in Nathan's mansion.

Moving a little Ellena was served by dozens of servants who lined up. Fic doesn't really feel like he's going to be able to take good care of Ellena.

But not for Ellena, she felt this was the happiest place for her. Moving a little, he felt free. Like this time for example, he could help Ranti clean up the dining table after their breakfast was over.

Fic has banned, Ranti's mother even Ilham, but Ellena insists. Keep helping Ranti beberes kitchen.

Fic could only stare at it with sadness.

Yet tucked away so much happiness abounds.

The Ellena movement, with a kombor dress in the style of the mother village remains very charming for Fic.

Until Ilham's light clap surprised Fic's daydreams whose eyes continued to follow Ellena's movements.

"Mas Fic's. Have you tried to contact Mr Nath?"

Fic turned his head, quickly then nodded.

"I'll call Elfa's father. Only with him can I freely talk and ask." Fic now stepped out of the kitchen to return to the room.

While this is in Ellena's spacious room,

Elfa looks so saturated. There was nothing he could do but crouch in that room. Watching, sleeping and playing cell phones. That's that's all.

Elfa smiled as she stared at the screen of her phone after reading a message from her father.

"Huh. Thank goodness." grunted in relief.

"Why is my heart so happy to hear about Miss Ellena. I should have been jealous. Right now they must be hugging, kissing. Release Miss." slamming her hp on the bed.

Then grab it back, back up.

"Love them both so adorable. It makes everyone jealous when they see it. Hihi . I when do I have a love story like that?" his wishful thinking began to soar, his imagination dancing nari no koruan.

Surprised when the door opened someone.

Mira is approaching.

"Elph. Your lunch."

Elfa quickly got up and nodded, then sat down on the edge of the bed. Mira follows.

"I'm sorry we. You're being bothered."

Elfa smiled. "It's not why, Madam. I don't feel bothered in the least."

Mira was seen crying, wiping her tears.

"Mrs? Why crying?" ask Elfa.

"I thought of Ellena. Has he found Fic yet?"

"Oh yes, Madam. There is good news. Fic sent a message to Dad. And Dad just sent me a message. Miss Ellena is with Mr. Fic" Elfa said.

Mira immediately looked up, "Is that really Elfa?" quickly snatched Elfa's phone and checked the message.

Mira shut her mouth, so happy but crying. Swiping at Ellena's Poto that Elfa's father had just sent her from Fic's Message.

"Ellene. My daughter." Mira sobbed, looking at Ellena who was smiling enjoying the food on the plate.

Some Poto Ellena is standing in her clothes.

There was happiness in Ellena's smile and clear eyes.

"Ellena looked very happy." turned to Elfa.

"Of course Madam, there's Mr. Fic there. Miss must be happy."

Mira nodded, she felt relieved now. A few days ago, even Mira could not sleep well thinking about Ellena's Journey.

Then in the backyard of that big house, that,

without anyone knowing, but was never guessed by Nathan.

A Male Servant was whispering seriously using her phone with someone on the opposite end of the phone.

[Did Miss Ellena look better?]

"If it had been a few days ago, Miss Ellena had already gone to the kitchen and even gone out with Mr. Nath. But these few days, Miss Ellena doesn't want to go out of the room anymore.]

There was a heavy snorting from the ground.

[Stay close to Miss Ellena's progress in the house, and keep me updated.]

"Ready Sir!"

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