Young Master's Choice

Snuggle

Hexa smiled obliquely. "I really didn't know you had a dirty brain."

"Do you need help?" ask Hexa.

"What help, sir?"

"Brainwashing your filthy ass." Hexa held out Dhira's forehead firmly until the woman took two steps back.

'God, you know, one day I'll be a beast, want me to bite this man in front of me to know how I feel.'

Fortunately he did not fall due to the toyoran, his tired body could only resign, receiving every strange treatment from Hexa.

Hexa, who was now sitting on her bed, called out to Dhira using her index finger.

With her man, Dhira stepped closer.

"Drink milk."

"Well!" Accidentally, Dhira shouted.

Hexa narrowed her eyes narrowing the surface of Dhira's shocked face.

"Do you dare shout in front of me?"

"Sorry, Sir." Dhira again bowed, unintentionally glancing at a glass filled with white milk on the nightstand, right beside Hexa sitting.

'Oh, jeez. So that means milk? Geez, Dhira, what the fuck is this mind of yours? I could think of something so far away.'

Dhira was powerless, how embarrassed he was at this time, not to mention himself to the point of shouting loudly in front of Hexa. Put it where his face is now.

"Here, sir." Dhira took the glass and handed it to Hexa.

"Did I say I want to drink milk?" hexa.

"Lantas, what did you mean by that ...?"

"You're the one who drinks!" answer again.

"But, Sir."

"Drink!" his word cannot be disputed.

Inevitably, Dhira must obey and continue to obey the man. He was confused, why he always could not be separated from the man in front of him.

Until a sound is heard when Dhira drinks the milk, sip by sip.

Hexa let Dhira drink it to the toilet. He said, "Why did you spend it? I'd like a drink too."

Suddenly Dhira was shocked. "But you just said you didn't want to drink milk."

"That's it, right, you're the one who said it, I don't feel like I ever said it" Hexa pleaded.

Dhira's feelings were now rolling here and there. Why could there be such a monstrous creature before him?

'Do I need to carry a recording device with me whenever I want to talk to him? Let me have proof every time he questions something he has said.'

'He's very good at tongue-tinning, the officials out there, please give him a great award to develop his natural talent.'

Endless Dhira grumbles annoyed with the game played by Hexa, until it starts to get bored of making it.

"Take me the new one" Hexa ordered so casually. Does he not know how tired Dhira is all day?

Starting from walking without a destination, working in a bar, then until the house even more tired by Hexa.

It's far away midnight, has he not had a chance to sleep tonight? also, is Hexa not sleepy at all after a full day's work? How much energy did the man store in his body?

With a very lazy step down the stairs, while carrying the empty glass from his drink earlier, he approached Mr. Wang who seemed to have finished with all his activities.

'Does Mr. Wang sleep at this hour every night?' inner Dhira.

"Miss, you haven't slept?" greet Mr. Wang who also just came out of the kitchen.

Crazy, fatigue exceeds taking care of the baby, if you can choose, Dhira wants to be a small baby caretaker instead of taking care of a big baby, troublesome.

"Give it to me, Miss." Mr. Wang took over the glass in Dhira's hands carefully.

"Sir Wang just rest, let me make, if for milk alone, I can also be alone, really." Dhira felt bad, because Mr. Wang also looked very tired, visible from his eyes that began to glare.

'I don't imagine, it turns out that everyone in the neighborhood is working very hard, all suffering because of it. I'm not alone' Inner Dhira, feeling sorry for Mr. Wang.

"No, Miss. This is my responsibility. You can't be too tired." The middle-aged man quickly entered the kitchen.

'Behold, Mr. Wang, before coming here, I was too tired, my legs seemed to be about to explode," he said, looking at Mr. Wang's back.

Dhira was waiting at the dining table, he put his head down while playing his finger in a circle on the table.

The next second Mr. Wang came out of the kitchen. "Give it to me, Mr. Wang." Dhira took over the glass that was already filled with white milk.

"Can you, Miss?"

"Relax, this little thing does not make me tired, sir," replied Dhira lying with a cheerful smile, but her body thrashed to be laid on the bed.

"Thank you then, Miss." Mr. Wang looked down politely at Dhira.

"Thank you to your body, Mr. Wang, for it remains strong and healthy until this very second." Dhira patted Mr. Wang softly on the shoulder and smiled, then left Mr. Wang who was still standing.

"Young lady is a good girl" he murmured.

"Excuse me, Mister. It's the glass of milk you asked for." Dhira went in and handed the glass in his hand to Hexa.

Hexa accepted it, took one gulp and gave it to Dhira again. "spent."

"Well?!"

'Try saying it one more time, it looks like I misheard.' Dhira raised his eyebrows as high as possible.

"I said spend it!" his words were firm, full of emphasis.

"I, Sir?"

'I really misheard you, didn't I? He couldn't have asked me to drink that milk again, right?' Dhira doesn't want to believe it.

"I'm sleepy, there's no mood to drink milk, so you'll just spend it all." He casually made Dhira receive the glass from his hand, then he lay down and covered half his body with a thick blanket.

'Joking, right? He wants me to have diarrhea by drinking too much milk? Milk used to drink again, which I have contracted strange diseases, ' said Dhira riled.

"500 thousand is yours, if you drink it," said Hexa.

'Oh, have you started bribing? All right, who's afraid?'

Dhira gulps down the milk until it is completely toilet, to the point of completion. Pretty money, he can use to pay the debt with Mr. Wang.

It really tickled her heart when watching the tormented Dhira at all costs, her delight made those beautiful lips smile again.

'Yes, smile to your satisfaction, you must be very happy now, right?' grouse Dhira. He was not happy to see Hexa teasing him with a smile. That's so embarrassing.

"Come out," drive out Hexa.

"But the money, sir?" billiards Dhira.

'Ck, are all women so crazy about money?' Hexa's face turned unpleasant. Recollecting the reason his former lover went to a foreign country and left him in his homeland, all because of money, possessions and the throne.

Hexa grabbed her wallet and took out all the money she had inside. "Effort to get it." The money he just dropped, so scattered on the floor.

Dhira could only clench his hands, collect all the money that was scattered, if he did not really need the money, he said, he would not be willing to pick it up like a person who is so despicable and crazy about money.

"Go out as soon as you're done with the money. Don't forget to turn the lights off." Hexa closed her eyes.

"I'm going to go out, sir. Thanks money. Good night and good night, may you have a good dream." Dhira bowed respectfully, even though his heart was furious. Unwilling to linger, with no answer, Dhira exits the room after turning off the lights.