Young Master's Choice

Adorable

Dhira does not stop chattering all the way to the kitchen, just the matter of opening shoes alone should serepot this.

The servants were shocked when they saw Dhira coming into the kitchen.

"Young Miss." They greeted while bowing their heads.

"Ah, no need to hesitate. You guys go on, I'm just gonna wash my hands." Dhira smiled kindly at everyone.

The servants were obedient with just one sentence from Dhira. They knew that although Dhira was considered to be Mr. Hexa's personal servant, Dhira was still an employer to be obeyed.

"I'm sure his shoes are probably where the germs are lodged, so I might think my hands are a lot dirtier than his hands." Dhira muttered in annoyance while washing her hands.

Those who hear Dhira's curse can only pretend that nothing has happened. Doing the job as it should.

The next moment Dhira came back to Hexa, Secretary Jo and Mr. Wang were still faithfully standing next to his master.

Aih, seeing that scene alone was able to make Dhira suffocated by the fact, that Hexa is the main rule that must be obeyed by anyone during working with him.

"My hands are clean, sir. You can check it out yourself." Dhira showed his palm to Hexa.

"You're asking me to touch your hand?" Hexa casually said, inviting Dhira's growl as if he wanted to bite something. However, he put up with a sweet smile even though his heart was struggling.

"I'm saying you can check it yourself, but that doesn't mean I'm asking you to touch my hand directly, Mister." Those words just got away with it because it was too furious. Even Mr. Wang and Secretary Jo were suddenly staring at Dhira.

Yes, Dhira knows. It was a word he should not have said. However, he was very upset, inhabitants of the earth. Believe me, he really wanted to go berserk in front of Hexa, but .. he didn't dare.

"Do you dare to answer now?" Hexa stretched out her hands on the body of the sofa with her legs folded, looking at Dhira so closely while smiling obliquely.

Dhira's fist grew stronger, would anyone want to help him to beat this one young master? He's a bitch, but Dhira knows. No one and no one will ever help him.

Again Hexa smiled faintly at the fist of this woman before her, what a non-boring entertainment.

"Sorry, Sir. I was wrong." Dhira. It could only be like that, much less could he do other than apologize and be sweet in front of Hexa.

"Do you know why you're still silent?"

Dhira who did not understand the words of Hexa, then looked at Mr. Wang with a question mark.

Mr. Wang who understood, gestured and silently pointed towards the Hexa shoes.

Dhira immediately understood, it was time to do the task. He knelt down quickly and removed the Hexa shoes, replacing them with the household sandals that Mr. Wang had provided.

Hexa got up from her place. "Go home. You can come back at 19:00 tonight." He said to Secretary Jo.

Secretary Jo looked down to understand.

"And you, come with me!" Now Hexa gave an order to Dhira who still carries her shoes.

Without saying anything, Dhira frowned. Following Hexa from behind despite her heartbeat.

Now that he had arrived at Hexa's room, the man seemed to be sitting on the sofa, right beside the bed and was now staring at Dhira who was still standing in the doorway.

"Close the door and come here!" his orders with a flat face.

Dhira said without a word, now he was in front of Hexa.

"Sit down." Patting the place beside him.

Dhira hesitated, but Hexa's gaze made her realize that the order should not be rejected.

'Well, who says you're not creepy, you're even scarier than the pocongs I see in movies, ' said Dhira, who was so cool talking to her heart.

"I never eat people." It was still Hexa who filled the sound void in the room.

"While I do that, at least I'm still sorting out who I deserve to eat, your flesh is not my taste." Hexa continued while chuckling. He sat so relaxed without knowing how tense Dhira was now sitting so close to him.

'He's persuading or insulting, anyway? Every word he said always sounded annoying. Men who do not know how to say softly to women, deserve until now no wife.'

Again and again, Dhira could only chatter that not even the passing wind could hear him.

"Bless your head! I'm not asking you to sit here just to be silent like a statue" he said.

Dhira immediately raised his head and turned to Hexa. "Sorry, Sir."

"I'm tired of hearing your apologies, is there nothing else you can say?" Hexa stared at Dhira's face close enough, getting closer made Dhira almost crazy.

"Why not be honest about the debit card I gave you?"

"Either work in a noisy place that is very disturbing. You work for a lifetime will not be able to offset the amount of money in the card" he continued.

Dhira immediately turned to Hexa, his eyes showing a question, did Hexa know what happened to the card?

"There's nothing I can't know as long as I want it." Hexa understood what Dhira was thinking just by looking at the look in her eyes.

Yeah, Secretary Jo's been investigating about it. Hexa's suspicions were correct, it was not Dhira who used her card. Almost three hours once the transaction report goes to his email.

Dhira couldn't have done it because after yesterday's incident the woman never left the house.

"Pardon me, sir. It's my fault." Dhira immediately got off the sofa and knelt before Hexa.

'This woman still blames herself for mistakes made by others. It is only fitting that many oppress him.'

Hexa looked at Dhira so fixedly. It was not that kind of attitude he wanted. Simply asking him to teach a lesson to all those who oppress him, then Hexa would be happy to do that for Dhira.

"I'm not asking you to kneel" said Hexa.

Dhira stood up quickly and apologized again.

Never mind, Hexa is tired of hearing the apology that I don't know how many times was said by Dhira today.

'Oh, all this because of him, now how am I responsible?' Dhira satin while squeezing the tip of his clothes until tangled.

"I have a show tonight and you should come!"

"Good, Sir."

'Going to the event only continues, I was like a fool attending the event without any experience.'

If you can be honest, Dhira does not want to go to big events with Hexa. The conversation of the upper class made him dizzy because he did not understand their discussion.

"I'm gonna take a shower."

"Good, Sir." Dhira again ran a little towards the bathroom, as usual. Especially if you do not prepare water to bathe the king.

The woman increasingly managed to take time Hexa just to think about the face of Dhira with some expressions that often appear every time Hexa menjajajanya.

Smiling, Hexa bit her lower lip and felt anxious about Dhira's behavior.