Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 10 - Incandescent

"Sir, I'm sorry,"

Seeing Abash's cold face and sharp gaze, Sifa began to panic. He can't lose this job, it's the only job that pays as a cleaning service. Sifa chased Abash, but unfortunately, her feet tripped with the mop that Abash had thrown on the floor.

"Sir, wait, I'm sorry, baby accidentally," said Sifa who even made herself fall into Abash's arms, as Abash turned her body.

Surprised, Abashbpun lost his balance and also fell. Sifa's cold lips touched Abash's jaw, which made something strange feel to their bodies.

Sifa blinked her eyes as the eyes of herself and Abash met. Sifa was still on top of Abash, supporting her body with both hands.

"I'm sorry, sir." Sifa's great-grandson, but it still hasn't moved from above Abash's body.

Sifa drifted into Abash's dark brown eyes. The eyeballs are soft but also very sharp. For some reason, Sifa felt that she could not switch from the gaze of the eyeballs, as if her eyes had been locked there and was reluctant to turn away.

"When are you up there, me?"

Abash's heavy voice resuscitated Sifa's power. Sifa quickly rose from above Abash's body.

"Sorry, sir." Sifa's great-grandson again.

Abash got up and grimaced as he felt his waist ache from being hit by the floor.

"Are you all right?" sifa asked who reflexively tried to help Abash stand up.

With no rejection, Abash receives Sifa's hand and supports her body.

"My waist hurts because of you." Abash said with a jutek.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm just afraid you're mad and you're firing me."

Abash took a slow breath. Slowly he tried to walk back to his couch. Sifa returned the reflex to help Abash and broke him, there was no rejection from Abash, maybe Abash really felt pain in his back.

After helping Abash sit down, Sifa ventured to offer Abash a massage.

"Well, do you want me to get a massage? or do you want a doctor?" sifa asked tremblingly.

"Lebay really has to be a doctor." Abash said.

"Trus? want me a pijitin?" hail Sifa again.

"What can you do?" somehow Abash said that, in fact, he was one of the people who did not want his body touched by a stranger.

Yes, Abash and Lucas have little in common, the difference is Abash still wants to eat a spoonful or a plate together. In contrast to Lucas who was reluctant and disgusted to do so.

"Can, Sir. My grandmother said, at birth, I was born breech, so the old man said, I can mijitin people." replied Sifa with her innocent face.

"Do you believe?"

"But, my grandmother said, if my massage is good sir, even my neighbors there are sprained and ask to be taken with me." explained Sifa.

"Hmm, yes, try your massage first, be careful if it gets worse." ketus Abash.

Sifa nodded and walked towards Abash's back.

"I'm sorry sir,"

Sifa felt Abash's waist, just by touching from the outside of the shirt, Sifa already felt if Abash's waist was sprained, it caused his buttocks pain.

Abash grimaced as Sifa pressed down on the lower part of her waist.

"Sa-I can take off my clothes?" sifa asked doubtfully.

Tak ada jawaban dari Abash.

"Just at the waist that I flinched,"

Abash slowly muttered and opened his shirt. Sifa gulped her saliva from feeling nervous, what else saw the body of Abash's heavily shaped upper jar.

Sifa took her breath and threw away her gaze. Sifa also took the olive oil that she always carried in a small bottle. I don't know, Sifa always takes her wherever she goes, perhaps the soul of her masseuse who controls her mind to carry olive oil wherever she goes.

"Awv ....." Abash shrieked in pain as Sifa pressed down firmly on her waist.

"You want to make my waist hurt?" screech Abash and turn towards Sifa.

Sifa blinked her eyes, as did Abash who no longer felt any pain in her waist. It seemed like Sifa could really massage.

Abash twisted his body, looking for the pain he felt earlier, but he felt nothing more. His waist immediately did not feel any pain.

"Smart also you mijitnya," praised Abash.

Sifa smiled, "Thank you, sir. Uh, but I wasn't fired, was I?" sifa asked who was back to worry about her work.

"Yes, I'm not going to fire you. Next time, turn on the lights" Abash said, putting his clothes back on.

"Yes sir, forgive me."

Kriiuukk ....

Sifa widened her eyes as Abash looked at her sharply.

"Bu-not my stomach, sir. I swear."

Abash opened his eyes. He cleared a little before returning to talk.

"That's my stomach, I'm hungry" Abash said, looking the other way.

"Ooh, do you want me to order some food?"

"No, you go on working, I can order by myself."

Sifa nodded her head and continued cleaning the bathroom. While Abash, he grabbed his phone on the table and tapped Atik his phone.

*

The security guard knocked on Abash's door as Sifa mopped the floor of Abash's room. As per the security guard, no one was allowed to clean the boss' room, when Abash was in his room. Buty? why would Abash let Sifa clean her room while she was in the room?

Abash took his food order and gave money to the security guard to pay for his food. The security guard left Abash's room.

Sifa was done with her work, as she wanted to leave Abash's room, Abash told her to wash her hands and sit on the sofa.

With a frown, Sifa obeyed Abash's orders.

"This is for you, accompany me to eat." Uajr Abash while giving a box of food to Sifa.

"I've eaten, sir." refused Sifa.

"So you don't want to?" abash asked while raising his eyebrows next to.

Abash did this only to thank Sifa, because Sifa had massaged her waist so that it didn't hurt anymore. Although it was because of Sifa herself.

"Yes, sir, I'm eating."

Sifa grabbed the lunchbox that Abash gave her. He opened the lid slowly. The smell of food in the box, uploading back Sifa's appetite, but he had to breathe again slowly when he saw Rice in the box.

Sifa's breath was heard by Abash.

"Why? you don't like it?" ask Abash.

"Huh? buk-not so sir, the menu is very tasty and uploads tastes. I don't like to eat rice."

Abash coughed at his own saliva, "What? you don't eat rice?"

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