Young Master's Choice

Porridge Connectors Life

That morning, Dhira was allowed to go home by the doctor, with a note that he had to maintain his diet and must be better at sorting out which ones are good and which are not good for his digestion.

Dhira did not understand, why the doctor asked him to sort out healthy foods, because he thought all the food made healthy.

During this time he also never had a problem with instant food because it had also become his daily food before meeting Hexa. After all, nothing happened to him, even he never got sick like now.

Yes, there was never a problem for him when eating instant food, but in the record, the food was still in decent condition to be consumed, while the one he ate yesterday, he said, is an instant noodle that has been expired, aka due and Hexa did not tell him about it.

Plus, maybe because he was too tired and had just recovered from the fever, so Dhira's body could not accept the food that had expired.

"Just stay here, don't go out and make trouble, you know that you're just hitchhiking, don't bother people, okay?!" sergeant Hexa is like scolding a child who is always naughty.

Dhira obediently nodded without saying anything, his lips bent irritated at the word hitchhiking, anyone else told to bring him back to this house, he never wanted to live with Hexa.

After giving enough warning to Dhira, Hexa passed away from the room and prepared to leave for the company.

Shortly after the departure of Hexa, some servants and also Mr. Wang asked permission to enter, they brought some food. Chicken porridge, soft snacks, and fruits.

"Please eat the porridge first, Miss," said Mr. Wang while smiling politely.

"I don't want to eat porridge, Mr. Wang." Dhira melengos not excited when staring at a bowl of porridge on the table with a portion of jumbo, whereas the tongue of Dhira still feels bland, why should be given a portion as much, of course he can not spend it all.

"It's an order, Miss, the young master said, if you don't want to eat that porridge, then you drink only water until it's bloated, can't eat anything until night including fruit and snacks."

"You have to choose between porridge and water" continued Mr. Wang with a smile that could not be read by Dhira.

'Truly a peerless ruthless man, ' Dhira grumbled inwardly.

With great force, he grabbed the bowl of porridge and devoured it as quickly as possible. There was no time to enjoy every spoon that entered his mouth, so that Mr. Wang could be satisfied and report to Hexa that he had done it as desired by the cruel man.

"You can rest easy now, Mr. Wang. Please report to your young master, tell him that I have complied, do not threaten me again, I am not afraid," Dhira said slightly ignited. His heart was completely riled up with all the unreasonable rules and orders. Not to mention the various threats always given by Hexa, her head feels increasingly adorable.

'Not afraid, but you are always obedient whenever threatened by the young master, Miss. What's that name if it wasn't for fear?' mister Wang's inner self, while smiling with a smile that made Dhira suspect that Mr. Wang might be mocking him.

"Then I resign, Miss. There are still snacks and fruit, remember to eat, yes, Miss." Mr. Wang also passed away, of course still with a smile that floated perfectly on his lips.

Dhira exhaled a rough breath after the departure of the butler, now his stomach really feels full after devouring the porridge of one large bowl.

However, the so-called porridge, a soft food that is easily digested, makes Dhira's stomach hungry quickly before the time comes for lunch.

"Well, the worms in my stomach why are they so greedy, huh? It's still Ten, but it's been revolting for food." While holding his stomach which continues to rhythmically. Looks like the worm in there is a concert with his friends.

"To be out for a while should be okay, right?" muttered Dhira while smiling meaningfully.

Finally, he dared to violate the Hexa message not to come out of the room, it is difficult to arrange people who think an order is something that must be violated.

Like Dhira now, he came out unbeknownst to Hexa, maybe he thought that the man would not know her behavior.

As he wanted to enter the kitchen, Mr. Wang quickly blocked him. "Where are you going, miss? You forgot the young master's message? Or do you want me to call him right now?"

'Gosh, what's wrong with the people in this house, why so happy to threaten others?' dhira's mind was upset.

Then he immediately smiled spoiledly at the middle-aged man. "Sir Wang, I know you are a good person and can tolerate a woman, please don't be like Mr. Hexa who enjoys torturing others, I just want to get into the kitchen for a bit, please don't be like Mr. Hexa who likes to torture others, just for a second. There's someone I need to meet, please, "please, please Dhira, sincerely hoping that Mr. Wang can let go this time.

"I'm sorry, Miss. This is an order, it should not be violated," replied Mr. Wang without the slightest pity and guilt.

"Ck. You suck," he quipped with slightly manyuning lips.

Before long he returned excited and looked at Mr. Wang. "Then can you get a maid named Anisa out and come to see me?" Dhira started to bargain.

Mr. Wang finally resigned to see the sad look of Dhira who continued to beg him. "Promise for a moment, yes, Miss. I don't want the young master to be wrathful anymore." The scar of the pay cut from Hexa was still so bloody, he did not want to make Hexa tear him again with an additional cut in the next month.

Mr. Wang also called a female servant named Anisa, as desired by Dhira.

The next second, the waiter who had gone with him to the supermarket came out from the kitchen, he did not seem to dare to look at Dhira and kept his head down.

"Why do you keep looking down?" ask Dhira wonder.

Bruk!

He dropped himself in front of Dhira, making Dhira immediately glare in shock. What the hell is going on? Why was he suddenly kneeling before her?

"I'm sorry, Miss. I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have taken you to the supermarket and made you sick" she said.

Dhira was getting clueless with his words. "Here you go, I don't understand what you're saying. Stand up first." Dhira helped the servant to get up.

"I didn't want to ask you to kneel" he continued.

"What about my mie? It's still safe, isn't it? Can you cook me one? I'm so hungry" whispered Dhira, afraid that anyone would hear.

The servant looked at Dhira while shaking her head slowly.

"Well, it's okay if you can't, you just get it, and I'll cook it myself." Dhira is back to bargaining.

"No, it's not, Miss. The thing is, the noodles are ...." His words stopped, while Dhira waited for an answer with a plain face knowing nothing.

"The pie's been taken by Young Master Hexa, Miss."

Dhira glares. "Everything?" ask again. And Anisa nodded slowly.

"Ck, he's really outrageous" Dhira grumbled annoyedly.

"In my opinion, the young master has already done a good thing for you, Miss. Noodles that we bought yesterday, it's expired, it's not worth eating, it's also a cause you have vomiting and diarrhea." Anisa also explained that Dhira did not misunderstand.

"Expiring?" Dhira's eyebrows swooped sharply. How could he not realize it? But it tastes good, unlike the food that expired, what might be the tongue that is too thick to realize there is a change in taste in the noodles. Yeah, it seems like it.

"You hungry, Miss? I'll deliver the porridge to your room," said Anisa who immediately managed to disperse the daydream of Dhira.

"Is there no rice in the kitchen? I want to eat rice alone," pinta Dhira with a clear face.

"But you're still sick, Miss. Not allowed to eat hard food, something will happen to me that will be scolded by young master."

"Yes, porridge yes porridge, rather than hunger," murmured Dhira as he stepped away from there.

Actually he felt more sick and weak if only eating porridge, why did no one agree with his mindset. Rice is more filling than porridge. Dhira continued to curse as long as he walked.

"She wants to act again" muttered Hexa as she looked back at her cell phone connected to the home cctv. Hexa could see that Dhira had not obeyed her orders and came out of the room, instead still so bold as to meet the maid, definitely wanting to ask for her noodles which she had kept.

'*It seems to me that I see today the young master is less focused on working, than he was always staring at the phone screen, to the point that his work was ignored*.'

'*what exactly did the young master see on the phone*?" inner Secretary Jo keeps wondering, what the hell has happened to his young master. It's very unusual.