Young Master's Choice

Energizing Brain

Lama Hexa sits on the sofa with her eyes closed after the departure of Secretary Jo. Dhira was also still sitting on his knees in front of him. Like a babu in the past who waited for orders from the king.

" i want to take a shower" Hexa said with her eyes still closed.

'It turns out to be alive? Kirain is dead, ' Dhira chirped in his heart.

His legs even felt numb from kneeling too long waiting for Hexa to speak. He knew his mistake, so he did not dare to speak first before being asked.

"Good, Sir." Finally, Dhira stood up with difficulty while carrying Hexa shoes and her suit and briefcase.

But what happened? He could not stand balanced until his body shook, and was helped by Mr. Wang, the middle-aged man held both shoulders of Dhira so that he did not fall.

Whether there was any wind, the eyes that had originally kept closed, suddenly opened.

"Clean your hands, Mr. Wang," said Hexa with her flat face.

"Okay, Young Master." Mr. Wang turned his body towards the kitchen, as instructed, he had to clean his hands.

'Hey, what the fuck? Was my body so dirty that I asked Mr. Wang to clean my hands? Ck, I just want to strangle this guy.' Dhira harrumphed.

Hexa stared at Dhira for quite a while. "I don't like to repeat my words." A sharp sounding tone, as sharp as a cactus tree, pierced.

"B-well, sir." Dhira ran up the stairs to the room to prepare the water.

There is a special pleasure for Hexa to see the behavior of the misty Dhira, lips that originally continued to bend, now began to curl thinly to form a crescent moon.

Mr. Wang who was already beside Hexa after washing his hands, slightly put on a surprised face, why did his young master suddenly smile? This never happened before.

"You see that girl, Mr Wang? He looks a little obedient, doesn't he?" His smile grew bigger.

Mr. Wang was even confused, not confused because Dhira was obedient, confused by Hexa's words, had not Dhira always been obedient?

However, Mr. Wang did not dare to say anything, he only displayed a single smile, whether it was a smile, whether to be happy because Hexa finally softened a little after so many years, or he should be sad because Dhira will get unusual treatment from Hexa.

Mr. Wang felt that if Hexa fell in love with Dhira, then Dhira would probably feel more like being imprisoned. Confined, regulated, and so on.

His young master was different from others in every way, including in liking someone.

The next second, Dhira again climbed the stairs down to meet Hexa.

Ah, so tired. Thought

"I have prepared the water, sir," he said in a tone made as polite as possible.

He must obey from now on. Recalling the card given by Hexa who was forcibly taken by her mother, it made Dhira even more crazy when imagined when Hexa knew the truth. How much money will it pay off? Even his life has no meaning.

Hexa got up from her place and walked up, followed by Dhira in the back.

"Eh, wait a minute, why did she come into my room?" inner Dhira. Panicked because Hexa stopped in front of her room and opened the door.

"Mmc ... Sir, why did you enter this room?" He dared to ask.

"I want to take a shower" replied Hexa as briefly as possible with her flat face.

"I've prepared water in your room, sir," said Dhira.

"Then?" hexa said with her eyebrows raised, making Dhira not know what to answer.

"I want to take a shower here" he continued.

"But this is my room, sir."

"Your room?" Hexa repeated with a slanted smile. Dhira shuddered at it.

"This house is mine, all parts of this house means mine, you dare ban it for some place I want?"

'Here you go, want to protest anyway, I won't win from him.' irked Dhira.

"I'm wrong, sir. Please forgive me." Dhira bowed respectfully to Hexa.

The man glanced at Dhira's clenched hands, her mouth could speak sweetly, but her heart could not lie.

Hexa was again amused to see that, a knotty smile was re-engraved without being seen by Dhira. 'She must be very upset right now.' her inner self.

"Stop licking, prepare the water before I finish undressing," he said firmly without dispute.

"Good, Sir." Dhira rushed over, running as fast as lightning towards the bathroom. Again, the man again made him growl in the mist, not letting him breathe freely.

"He looks like a frightened squirrel" muttered Hexa.

'Ah, I must have gone crazy watching him this far, ' her inner self again.

Not yet had time to regulate the water temperature, suddenly Hexa had entered the bathroom and threw a towel to Dhira's face. "Hanging!" his orders.

'That's where the hangers are behind you, can't you hang yourself?' cetus Dhira

It just closed the eyes, in the heart stroked the chest. Hanging the towel belonging to the young master willingly felt forced.

"Get out!" exciting Hexa.

'Yes, yes, there is no need to ask me to go out on my own, you rhinoceros cap lizard.'

Dhira was chirping with her lips as she exited and closed the bathroom door.

"Hey, it's a mansion, but it feels like hell. It's so hot" he chirped his hair slightly wet with sweat.

Of course, running here and there, how he doesn't sweat. The smell must be sour by now.

In the next second, sweat that had not yet dried, Hexa suddenly came out of the bathroom with a towel covering the bottom, featuring a row of torn bread and a muscular chest.

Dhira can be withering if he sees it for longer. Absolutely the perfect body, the taste of all women.

"Where are my clothes?" hexa asked as she looked at Dhira with a swooping look.

Dhira crazily looked around.

"So you're saying I have to go out like this to get my own clothes?"

Haven't had time to answer, Hexa again poked with the next sentence.

Grrr!

For a long time Dhira can fanged and horned to see how chatty the man before him is.

Has the torture level been increased? This is all because of his mother, if the money is not taken, he will not work in the bar and meet with Hexa, coming home late to get a multiple punishment. Ah, it's hot.

"I'll get it, sir." Dhira had just wanted to run out, suddenly Hexa called out to him, making her stride come to a halt.

"That's my clothes to take where they're supposed to be."

Dhira turned around and saw the shirt, tie, and pants on the used mattress worn by the man.

Then take it, taken with him, hugging tightly like something most precious.

Of course, just in front of Hexa alone, after coming out of the room, Dhira squeezed everything until it looked tangled, even he bit all his misery on the owner of the clothes.

"Let me treat him like this shirt, you watered-down man, spilling everywhere" muttered Dhira all the time sorting out the clothes in Hexa's changing room.