WIFE TO THE BLIND MASTER

CHAPTER 1 THE BLIND MASTER

A sweet girl whose hair was tied up turned her head to the right and to the left.

"Where's table number 13" he said.

"A corner there, Sania," said a handsome man wearing the same uniform as her.

"Thank you, Jeff." The man nodded and smiled at him. Today is Sania's first day working at this cafe. Of course he has not memorized the location of the table in this cafe. This cafe is one of the largest in the city.

The cute girl could finally smile as she looked at the number board located on the corner table showing the number 13.

"Silah—" The coffee he brought spilled about the shirt of a middle-aged man who was engrossed in talking to a colleague next to him.

"God! You!" The co-worker next to him was flabbergasted to see the girl spilling hot coffee on his colleague's shirt.

The girl closed her mouth and before long her eyes were glazed over. "Tu-sir, sa-i—"

"Sania!!!" Haven't had time to finish his stammered words, a thunderous voice sounded so loud from behind.

The middle-aged man whose shirt had been spilled by coffee said nothing, he immediately got up and headed for the toilet. But it could be seen from his face that was holding back the heat of the coffee water.

"Sorry, boss" he said, sobbing. His head kept feeling very frightened.

"To my room now!" Sania with trembling legs slowly walked towards the room of the Cafe owner. Before the boss of the Cafe owner left, he did not forget to apologize for Sania's negligence and ask other employees to quickly clean up the mess and replace the coffee with a new one.

"Boss, please don't fire me. I am an orphan, please. I need this job." Sania clenched her hands together. He didn't stop crying. He was wrong, he was not careful.

"Sania, you haven't even worked a day here. Why are you making trouble! I don't like having employees who are distracted, you can endanger my customers! Please take off your uniform and find another job!" The cafe owner stepped up from his seat. She even had the heart to pull Sania roughly out of her room.

Sania could do nothing more, she felt so worthless living in this world. Already orphaned as a child, living with his Uncle and Aunt who always treated him badly. His life feels empty. Only one person who received his presence was Mr. Mail. The waiter at his Uncle and Aunt's house is very old. He is just as lucky as he is, living in this world.

"Miss ...." The soft voice of someone stopped his steps.

"Tu-sir, sorry sorry. I was unintentional, I was completely unintentional. Please forgive me, sir." The one who called himself was the middle-aged man who had accidentally spilled coffee.

"It's okay, Miss. I'm it's okay. Why is Miss here? Why don't you wear a uniform again?" The middle-aged man said very softly. Sania remembered her father who always said softly to her.

"I'm fired, sir," Sania said sadly. He had wiped away all his tears, all that was left was his red eyes after crying as well as the tip of his nose which was also red.

"Oh my God, surely because of me, you got fired. I'm sorry, Miss." The middle-aged man was sad.

"It's my fault, sir. I deserve all of this."

Sania wanted to get away from the place but the middle-aged man held her back.

"Miss, does Miss want to work again?"

Sania put up her ears really, who knows she heard wrong. "worked? Yes, of course, sir. I just graduated from school, of course I'll work."

"I have an offer for Miss. Worked at my house,"

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Anderson, the blind man who spent his entire life pondering over his emptiness. The true love that made him strong, now he can no longer hold. He lost his true love because of his own mistakes.

"Mr Son, let's eat. Later Mr. Math will be angry with me, if Mr.'s food is still intact." The grizzled waitress continued to give her a plate of rice. Almost every day he is like that. Serving Mr. Son every day, even though he sometimes felt annoyed by his indifference, "Master, I have to go back to the kitchen. Eat it, you haven't eaten it from morning."

Son kept quiet. All he could see was darkness. Open or closed, the same.

YUMMY!!!!!

The dishes were scattered everywhere. One of the servants who crossed Son's room, slowly approached. Although she was frightened, she inevitably went into her room. He's also afraid that Son's why-why. The whole house could get hit by Mr. Math.

"Mr Son, are you okay?" The woman's waiter then cleaned the dishes. Sometimes his eyes glanced at Son who was just silent.

"He's just blind, right? Not mute?" his inner. Not only was the middle-aged maid annoyed by Son's attitude, almost the entire house maid was very upset by Son's attitude.

"Sir, where are you going?" The lady's maid helped Son step in. But many times Son brushed his hand violently.

YUMMY!!!!

Son's body hit the table and dropped a vase of flowers on the table.

"Oh my God .. My job is to double!!!" angryness. It turned out that Son wanted to go to bed, he broke down his body and closed his eyes.

"Bi Mar's! Bi Mar's!" When the call to Bi Mar began to echo, the entire servant immediately gathered into one in the back room.

"Yes, Mr. Math." Bi Mar with a loud breath approached the very powerful host in this house.

"Have my son eaten? Where is he?" A Father who is very attentive with his son. Every day he only asked about the situation of his youngest son. It made the first and second sons feel envious of his father's attitude.

"So I have given him food, sir," said Bi Mar while wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"Will he eat? Did you see him eat that food?" Mr. Math crossed his legs and leaned his body against the sofa.

"I'll check it out first, sir," said Bi Mar and wanted to leave.

"Stop! What's your job all day! Why just make sure my son has eaten or not you can't!"

Mr. Math pulled out his rough hands that were beginning to wrinkle. "Your hands are you using for anything? Huh! Can't you just bribe him so that my son isn't malnourished!" he nodded and just threw his hand away. Bi Mar held onto her sick hand.

"Sorry Mister. Mr. Son does not want me a bribe. I've been trying, if I insist, Mr. Son will get angry and slam things." Bi Mar felt wrong. On the other hand he was afraid of getting angry with Mr. Math but seeing the crazy Mr. Son, it was also quite scary.

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