Young Master's Choice

Punishment of a Naughty Child

"Huh, the boss," murmured Dhira as she opened the balcony door in the room.

His pair of eyes caught someone entering the courtyard of the house.

Shortly after that.

Chequek!

There was a sound of the door of his room being opened because indeed he did not lock the door so that when Mr. Wang brought food, he no longer needed to open it.

It must be Mr. Wang and his ladies and gentlemen who brought lunch.

He waited for a few seconds, but there was no sound. 'Tumben once, ' his inner self.

Dhira decided to enter, see what happened, why Mr. Wang did not make a sound.

But what he caught was the figure of a man who was now sitting at the table eating something.

'Who is he?' thought Dhira with curiosity, he approached the man.

"Gosh, dislodged!" The man gasped in shock until the fried chicken on the table almost fell to the floor.

"Huh, who are you? Why is it in my room?" asked the man while looking at Dhira confusedly.

"I should ask, who are you and why are you here?" Dhira asked back.

The man looked dumbstruck with a jaw that kept moving chewing his food that he had not had time to swallow because of shock.

"I? I'm a cousin who owns this house. Lah, who are you? This room is mine, why are you occupying it?" ask the man with a million curiosities.

Tumben once his older cousin brought a woman into the house, usually if not to work as a servant, he would not let the woman in, let alone spend the night at his house.

"Me?" Dhira pointed to himself.

"I don't know who I am either."

"Well, how the hell?" The man's eyebrows swooped sharply, then suddenly laughed.

He felt that Dhira was quite a unique woman, worthy of being able to make such a cruel and cold cousin brother able to bring him into an ordinary house that no woman other than a servant had stepped on.

"Come, here. No matter who I am and you are, now that we are friends, maybe that refrigerator guy purposely brought you here so I had a conversation partner and didn't bother him." He pulled Dhira's hand to sit on the chair.

"Want to?" While thrusting fried chicken in front of Dhira.

Not playing the pleasure of Dhira when offered to eat fried chicken, it happened to have been a very long time since the last time he ate criuk chicken.

"Can you?" tanya Dhira made sure.

"Of course, who's going to ban you? Let me face it." The man said with great confidence, it made Dhira even more happy because there was a scapegoat when he was caught by Hexa.

They seemed to enjoy the food very happily, while chatting full of jokes until the atmosphere of the room feels more alive, through the chat they also know each other's names.

"How did you feel while working with Hexa?" whispered Derta.

Dhira brought his face closer. "You think?" While narrowing eyes meaningfully.

Derta did the same thing and said. "I know how you feel." Then they smiled at each other intently, managed to invite laughter between them and unknowingly fried chicken and rice was ludes, into the stomach of each human being who was equally hungry.

"Gosh, I'm so full. Thank you, sweet Derta. I love you so much." Dhira pinched Derta's face was anxious and delighted.

"Together, my sweet." Derta did not lose, she pulled Dhira's chin with a seductive smile, then they felt amused and in the end returned to laughing non-stop. Until the time where the sound of knocking on the door managed to make them silent and glared at each other.

"Who about? Brother Hexa?" ask Derta.

"Dhira shook her head quickly, no, she never came home this fast, it should have been Mr. Wang" Dhira said in a panic.

"If Mr. Wang ngadu, how?"

"I can handle it." Derta looked neglected. As far as he knew, all this time he always managed to persuade Mr. Wang if he made a mistake.

Seeing Derta's confidence, Dhira did not hesitate to open the door.

Then, jreng-jreng!

The stout, charming man was standing before Dhira.

Instantly Dhira glared up to his eyeballs as if he wanted to escape looking at Hexa who was now staring coldly at him.

Derta who was originally sitting quietly, suddenly rose up with a deathly pale face. "Sir Hexa?" His heart was beating unbecoming.

15 Minutes later.

These two people now feel a little tired of standing on one leg with the condition of crossed hands holding the ear, just like the elementary school children who received punishment from teachers for making mistakes, or you could say because it was too naughty.

"Sister, isn't that enough? We've been doing it long enough, my feet ache, sister," whined Derta for mercy.

While Dhira, as usual, did not dare to talk much in front of Hexa. Instead of asking for mercy, just letting her live was more than enough.

"Sstt, don't say much, it'll just make him more angry, you want the punishment to be coupled with a heavier one?" whisik Dhira warned as Hexa turned her back to them.

No matter what Hexa was thinking right now, she had been standing staring at the large window in the room for quite a while, without even talking at all after punishing the two grandchildren.

The next second Hexa turned around to look at the two, they both looked down, not daring to fight with the refrigerator man.

Step by step, finally Hexa was beside Derta and stared fixedly at the child.

"A fight with your papa's mama again?" ask Hexa.

"Yes, sister." replied Derta resigned and still lowered her head.

"Wanted to come here for fun?" His tone was really like he was indicting Derta. While being charged, only silence does not dwell.

Indeed, all this time like that, if Derta was expelled by her parents, surely she would come to the Hexa house to sleep, bathe, and eat. Even Hexa has memorized her habits.

"Main to the nightclub again?" Hexa again asked, because usually it is the reason why they fight, Derta's parents do not like if the child is always playing in the nightclub.

"What happened to the nightclub? I'm not a kid anymore. Was it by going there that I was also considered a brat? The thought of these old men like you can never understand the soul of a young man like me." Derta finally raised her head to answer boldly.

Hexa looked up at her body sharply. "Who are you saying old?"

"Of course papa, mama and-" His speech stopped for a moment.

"And what?" sue Hexa impatiently.

"And Sister Hexa."

Bruk!

Hexa immediately kicked Derta's leg which became the only body support to remain standing, now she was knocked to the floor.

Whether Derta is intentionally or completely innocent, why should she say it in front of her person directly, already know the character of the man is hard and cruel, still provoke his anger.

Hexa now walked up to Dhira who was still bowed in fear. The more Hexa approached, the more the heart of Dhira felt like dislodging.

'Lord, help me, ' her inner self.

'Dhira, you have to think carefully, not to end like Derta, ' he continued while preparing the heart and mind so that later it will not be wrong to talk when asked.