Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Snuggled.

Nata opened his eyes slowly, the woman blinked slowly. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of his oversized room. The woman let out a rough sigh before finally getting up from her sitting position, Nata groaned softly as she felt her head throbbing in pain. She held her head while closing her eyes, the woman stopped her steps for a moment.

Go, Nat! You just go to the bathroom, her mind.

He breathed his breath back. Slowly the woman walked to the bathroom. The woman had intended to urinate, but she almost fell down. This is what Nata hates, sick. She always hated it when she was.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen Alika is cooking breakfast for her two best friends. They did decide to stay over to make it easier to take care of Nata. With the woman's skill in cooking, Alika is indeed smart in cooking. Remembering himself is a restaurant owner who already has branches everywhere.

Unlike Yesha, the woman was cleaning Nata's house which was only a patch. Alika and Yesha are in a wealthy family, while Nata is not a. This is how they help each other.

"Sha, you check Alika there! He will wake up again" Alika said in a thunderous voice.

Yesha did not answer, but the woman walked straight to Nata's room. Arriving there, Yesha spread her gaze. He did not find Nata's presence in the bed, his gaze then turned to the closed bathroom door. The woman walked towards the bed, she sat herself in the bed while looking straight ahead.

Not long after, the bathroom door opened. Yesha immediately got up from her seat and walked over to Nata. The woman helped Nata walk towards the dining table. Slowly Yesha helped Nata walk while being accompanied by small talk.

"Why not call?"

"Fear of your repotins" Nata said in a weak voice.

"Curtain! Just like anyone," Yesha said.

Nata just showed her sweet smile. He knew that his friend was worried. It's just that Nata is not good if he continues to trouble his best friend, he must be able to without the help of his best friend. However later his best friend will have their own lives, it is very unlikely if Nata will continue to depend on his friends.

Upon their arrival in the dining room, they could see Alika arranging their breakfast at the dining table. The woman seemed to focus on her activities until she did not realize the presence of her two best friends. Yesha just shook her head slowly looking at that, whereas Nata just giggled softly.

"Duh, Ma'am Chef cook what? Definitely delicious!" chirps Nata.

Alika who heard Nata's curse suddenly opened her head. "It could be the Nta. Kayak crocodile."

"Yuk, breakfast first. Keep Nata taking this medicine out."

...***...

Darren frowned when he didn't see Nata at his desk. The man sighed, in his mind at this moment Nata was late. But the fact is that she is sick now. He tried to dampen his anger, during a week working at his company, Nata was quite deft. On the basis of that Darren forgave him for now.

The sound of knocking on the door made the man sigh violently. Darren pressed the bell that was on his desk, it served to respond if anyone knocked on the door of his room. The man was too lazy to admit it.

"Why?" Darren raised one eyebrow when his employees were already in front of him.

"I just want a message, sir. Nata, the Secretary is currently sick."

He raised one eyebrow. "ill? What pain?"

"Fever."

"Hm, please come out."

Darren continued his work when the employee was gone. The man refocused on his work, but for a moment he thought about Nata's condition. The man exhaled slowly before finally asking his men to look for data on Nata. He wanted to visit his secretary.

No time has shown at 18:00 wib, immediately Darren cleared his work. The man intended to go to Nata's residence before finally returning home. Darren grabbed his suit that he had placed on his chair, with wide strides of himself walking towards the outside of his room.

The man drove his car to the fruit shop. He planned to bring fruits to Nata, there was no way he would come empty-handed. After buying fruits, the man continued his journey to the hamlet where Nata lived.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" ask a mother who accidentally saw Darren confused.

"Natalia Defana where's the house, ma'am?"

"Owh, Neng Nata. Dad to the third floor, first room."

After knowing the location of Nata's room, Dareen immediately continued his steps, of course, after saying thank you. He knocks at Nata's house slowly, before long a strange woman welcomes Darren's vision. The man knitted his brows a sign of himself in confusion.

"Who's looking?"

"I'm Darren, Nata's superior. I'd like to see him."

"Oh, please come in."

"Nata, your boss comes!" his yell.

Darren who heard that let out a rough sigh. "There is no ethics."

"Who, Li?" sahut Nata is weak.

Nata unintentionally looked at the sofa, surprised to see Darren. The woman walked up to Darren slowly. Many questions came to his mind, why was his boss here? Her thought.

"Loh Mr Darren?"

"Yes, i. Why?" sahut Darren flat.

"Why did you come here?"

"Check you. I brought you some fruit." Darren gave the fruit that was in his hand to Nata. Nervously the woman accepted Darren's gift. He was still surprised by his boss's whereabouts.

"Thank you, Sir. What do you want to drink?"

"No, I want to go home."

"Ec ... Just wait, sir. This is maghrib, there will be many worship in front. You can't pass by."

"That, huh?" sahut Darren's.

"Yes, wait a minute, sir. Let me ask you to make me drink."

Meanwhile, on the other hand there are Alika and Yesha who are paying attention to the interaction of Nata and his boss. They are quite curious about the boss of his best friend, how surprised they are when they know who the boss of the best friend. They certainly know Darren Aryan Gautama, a wealthy businessman in Indonesia and New York.

"That's a lot of duda, '" Alika said.

Yesha rolled her lazy eyeballs. "That's a big lebay you ketchup!"

"Eh! The name of Alika cave is not soy sauce! You said cave brand soy sauce?" alika's jolt was upset while shaking her waist.

"Rapid of the banggo," said Yesha indifferently.

"That's Malika Alika cave!