Young Master's Choice

Fighting Alone

"Dhira, what's wrong with you? Where are you going?" Mila, the woman who offers Dhira a job as a waitress at the bar, also becomes a friend to Dhira. He looked panicked to see Dhira running in haste.

"I have to go back, Mil. I'll die if it's too late." Dhira answered hurriedly, his face no less panicked.

"Have that guy come back?" asked Mila again, Dhira nodded quickly.

"I'm first, yeah, Mil." Dhira patted Mila on the shoulder and ran towards the dressing room.

Mila comes running behind Dhira, arriving in the dressing room, Mila asks Dhira for a phone number so that their relationship is not cut off. Because Dhira will definitely not come to that bar again to work.

"Thank you, yes, Mil, and sorry to disappoint you, I went home prematurely." Dhira.

"Have, your safety is more important, go, gih, there, don't be late."

Dhira nodded and they hugged before parting ways in the dressing room.

"Ah, that's fucking shit. How do I explain to him about the card? He will definitely punish me again" muttered Dhira who had now boarded the motorcycle.

"Can it go any faster, sir?" shouts Dhira while patting the shoulder of the ojeker.

"It's also been really fast, Ma'am. I want more safety, ma'am. Danger if it is too shallow, my young son is still waiting at home," replied the ojekter who made Dhira silent, he no longer spoke, only inwardly continue to pray so that he could be overtaken.

The next second, now the motorcycle has entered the yard of the house. "Here, Ma'am?" ask the taxi driver for the next time. Can't believe that the simple-looking woman lives in a super duper luxurious house, she never even imagined a house this big.

"I'm just a waiter in this big house, sir," Dhira replied. To the amazement of the taxi driver, he only spoke to a servant, not the master.

"Thank you, yes, sir. It's nganterin." Dhira smiles.

"I'm not free, you know, Mom." A sign that he asked to be paid, because Dhira did not give him a penny.

'Oh, my God, how is this? I don't have any money, ' he pretended to be looking for money in his bag.

"Mr wait here first, yeah. I took the money inside," Dhira replied in a panic.

His main target right now is Mr. Wang, with whom else he will be minjam money.

Dhira slightly ran inside while shouting. "Sir Wang, where are you?"

How surprised Dhira when entering the house had found Hexa sitting in the living room, there was Secretary Jo and Mr. Wang standing next to her.

'Oh, my God, why is he here?' dhira's mind was shrieking, because he didn't see Hexa's car parked outside, so he thought he survived because he arrived first.

It seemed like he was going to die, how would he face Hexa now?

Mr. Wang's face looked tense, he was the first to be blamed for Dhira's delay in returning home.

Hexa stared fixedly at Dhira who was walking very slowly towards her. Then I looked at the watch in his hand.

"Making me wait for an hour, screaming into the house like a man in a trance, how am I going to punish you?" Hexa moved from her place and approached Dhira, who was now standing with her head bowed.

'He arrived an hour before I came, that's a lie, right? It couldn't have been so fast, ' his chatter, which of course was only heard by himself.

Hexa raised Dhira's chin with her index finger, so that she could see Dhira's face more clearly.

The face was pale from fear, slightly making her feel happy, but still maintaining a cold face in the presence of this poor little girl.

"You don't want to say anything? Lick me with sweet words, maybe? Who knew I'd be merciful to you and reduce the punishment." A terrible smile, just seen it already makes goosebumps.

"Pity me, sir," asked Dhira, not really, it's just an image because Hexa is the king.

"Jo, do I need to pity him?" Hexa turned to look at Secretary Jo. The two of them seemed to be working together on Dhira.

"To be an opinionated person, mistakes must still be taken into account, Sir," Secretary Jo replied with a flat face.

'Damn you, Johan. I'll kill you. Can't not just muddy the atmosphere!' peeked Dhira annoyed, who again could only be angry in heart.

"If I pity you, it means that I will be called a person who is not opinionated" Hexa said again.

"I'm sorry, I don't dare to have you looked at that way, Sir. Please punish me," replied Dhira with a sinking face.

'Yes, do as you please, from the beginning I did not expect you to love me, did I not know your character? Huh!'

"Excuse me, I'm waiting for payment." The motorcycle taxi driver who had been waiting, could not be patient anymore, he then ventured into the house whose door was not closed by Dhira.

Everyone looked at the taxi driver with a judgmental face. Instantly the man shuddered, a luxurious mansion filled with frightening gazes.

Secretary Jo immediately approached the motorcycle taxi driver.

"Please come out, sir," he ordered politely.

Yes, you could say that Secretary Jo still has a conscience towards society from the bottom.

"But my pay, sir?" the door was clear, he was very hopeful from the payment. Orderan is very quiet, if you do not get money, what will his wife eat?

Secretary Jo takes the middle-aged man out of the house first, his young master's house is not a place that can be stepped on by just anyone without permission.

Secretary Jo took out his wallet, looks cash there are only five sheets of fiber.

"I only have this kind of cash, is that enough?" He handed over all the money in his wallet.

"Ah, this is too much, sir. I'll just take one." While withdrawing one hundred pieces of money. Do not want to be greedy, usually he only gets 10 or 20 thousand only, given 100 thousand only he is very grateful, does not want to take advantage of the good of others.

"Now you can go, sir." The remaining four were put in the man's pocket by Secretary Jo.

With a lot of thanks, the man took his bike away from there. Whether he can dream what he last night, once narik can get 500 thousand, enough for the cost of living one week ahead.

Secretary Jo re-entered, now that her young master was sitting back on the sofa, while Dhira was already crouching to take off her shoes. Mr. Wang is still standing there waiting for orders.

'Either what punishment will be received by her, ' Inner Secretary Jo, while watching Dhira's howl, the woman's hand seemed to tremble.

Can only grunt annoyed, why is it always not in accordance with the wishes, he felt failed to be an accomplice Hexa if this small thing alone can not be resolved.

Immediately he brushed off his daydream and continued to step closer to his young master.

"Let me take care of the rest, sir. You can rest early tonight" Secretary Jo said, bowing respectfully.

"Go home, continue in the office tomorrow," replied Hexa with her eyes closed.

"Good, Sir."

"Miss, the rest I entrust to you." While smiling thinly.

Be kind after this, young master will punish you if you do not obey. So that's caught from Secretary Jo's smile.

'Ah, I will kill you, Jo, why don't you help me persuade this man to stop his torture?' Dhira gave a weak snort while looking at the back of Secretary Jo with a vengeful look.

Now that he had to fend for himself to take Hexa's heart, at least the punishment could be a little lighter if he succeeded.