What Happened 2

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Vie was blustery from the morning, everything was always wrong in his eyes. Although it was only a small mistake, the girl always ended up protesting and getting angry. Until the servants have one voice together, which is to avoid the master if it can.

While Vie was in the park, he almost fell down just because of one small stone that blocked his path. Emotions are overflowing, everyone gets angry. There is nothing to do but apologize and keep looking down. Not finished there, the father who loved his son the most was present. Ask what is and why is the storm there. One of the workers came forward and admitted their mistake, instead of getting punished, they were just released by Vie. The girl didn't want her father to punish her, it blocked the image she had built as a bad woman.

After giving a second chance, the father and son took a leisurely walk together. The father asks about Robin, Vie answers his potluck and says that the man is quite annoying. The father gave advice to fire the waiter who upset his son. Of course Vie refused, he still needed a writer who could write anything he wanted. The father relented, patting the head of his son. It even makes Vie remember about his original parents, he can not keep his facial expression and instead make the father of the owner of this body worried.

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"Call the doctor, get him to my son's room!" said the father took a step wide, Vie had been carried away by his father, no matter what strength the man had to carry his daughter.

"You're calling me, sir?" ask the doctor to be polite and formal.

"Forget manners and other things, check Vie out right now!" timpal the father with eyes fixed on his son. He was afraid that if his son why, there could be an evil disease that was eating away at his son and he did not know.

"Papa, I'm fine, really!" said Vie trying to sit back.

"Stay still and lie down, let the doctor check. If it's okay, it's already. At least let him work according to the salary given to him!"

"Alright," said Vie relented. "Do it fast!" the girl glared at the doctor who was told to check on her.

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"Where? What's wrong with my little lady?" the great master asked as soon as he saw the doctor had finished examining his daughter.

"Father!" vie's protest was not touched at all, the father only smiled warmly at his daughter for a moment and then looked back at the doctor in front of him. A gaze that seems to say a quick talk and report the condition of my beloved girl if your mouth is still functioning, that's about.

The father breathed a sigh of relief, the look of worry slightly lessened from his face. "Check my girl regularly, make sure my beloved doesn't feel any pain!" said the great master who resembled an absolute order.

"Okay, big sir. Excuse me for making Miss medicine first, I'll be back once every two hours to check on miss!" the doctor said he bowed politely before leaving.

Vie's father simply nodded without looking at him in the slightest. The man even approached his son with slow steps, then rubbed the shoots of his son's head very gently and with great caution. "Sleep for now, after feeling better, try to play, shop, or even party. Whatever it is no problem, have fun like the doctor said just now" said the father in a soft voice.

Vie nodded, his eyes slowly closed and fell asleep just like that. "Follow me without asking anything!" hiss the great master glanced at the servant who had always accompanied his daughter all this time. He had to figure out what was the source of the problem until his son thought about things and got sick like now.

The waiter hesitated, fearing that today was the last day he could breathe freely. He had not even had time to send word to his family, whether he should die without anyone knowing like this.

"Report what my son has been doing lately?" the sound of a finger tap on the table filled the room they now occupied, so intimidating and adding to the nervousness of the servant who stood stiff not far from the true predator of the current family leader. "Report without missing a single one!" said added.

"Miss rarely goes out, she only occasionally leaves and that's only for a moment. As I recall, miss only went three times. Shop, meet the noble lady by accident, and then bring in a new writer as a guest and a worker here, master," reply the servant quickly tried to calm his heart that seemed to be snatched away by the angel of death.

"That's all?"

The waiter nodded confirming, before long he shook his head quickly. "Miss also invited three noble ladies here a moment ago, but no problem happened, big master. You can ask the other waiter if you don't believe me" explained the waiter trying to get out of trouble as soon as possible.

"Go, let me take care of my beloved for now!" the father said standing up from his seat, he returned to his son's room right next to the wall with the room he had been talking to.

Right after his master left, the servant felt the strength of his legs just disappear. He immediately fell on the floor with a face that looked very, very pale, irregular breathing, accompanied by sweat as large as corn that continued to flow nonstop on his forehead. "Luckily, thankfully," he said withholding a sob. He was grateful to be able to escape death that had haunted him. "Thank you, god. It has given me courage and tranquility in front of the master as I speak" said the servant, not forgetting to thank his creator.

Vie's father, staring at his son who is sound asleep at this time. He's the kind of father who doesn't like to see his son get sick, it's better he's me who bears that pain if he can. "Hurry to heal and do whatever you want without caring about the opinions of others, my dear!" muttered the father expectantly when his son woke up, the child will return healthy and cheerful when together with him.