Young Master's Choice

Dhira Sick Again

"Servant!"

"Uhuk." Dhira coughed as she heard the sound of Hexa screaming from upstairs.

"Gosh, he really doesn't let me do anything else but do his bidding" Dhira chirped as he sprinted up the steps one by one.

"Yes, Sir. I'm here" Dhira said in the fog.

"Slowly, don't you have ears?" hexa grumbled with a sharp gaze towards Dhira.

"Sorry, Sir." Dhira.

'Did he really think I was a witch who could change places just by casting spells? This big house of course takes time for any human to arrive in his room, ' said Dhira in his heart.

"Take this." A cell phone in Hexa's hand.

Dhira took a few steps closer to Hexa, but Hexa quickly pulled the phone back before Dhira could pick it up.

"Remember, this I'm not giving you to save someone else's number, if you get caught by me you're keeping a number other than mine on this phone, you're finished with your history." As usual, her cold and stern face made Dhira so clumsy, not daring to look at her for longer.

"Good, Sir. I understand." For some reason, the persistence of his heart always melted when faced with Hexa the stone man.

Then Hexa gave the phone to Dhira.

"Why are you still standing? What do you want to ask for again?" cetus Hexa with her face.

What did Dhira ever ask for? Dhira never asked Hexa for anything. Ah, the man assumes that the phone he gave with his own will is a request from Dhira, that is how he covered up what should have come true and made Dhira bear it all.

"Then I say come out, sir." With a sense of heaviness and gloom in her heart, Dhira walked out leaving Hexa in the room.

"Based on the porcupine man, he was completely thorny and pierced through all the objects he passed through," Dhira grumbled, releasing all the deep resentful feelings in the heart.

At night, at exactly 01:00 in the morning, the phone given by Hexa suddenly shook, it made Dhira wake up and see who called her at midnight like this.

In front of the screen Dhira squinted his still sleepy eyes.

'The king?' inner Dhira, then opened his eyes a little wider to ensure the writing on the screen of the phone.

'Ck, this must be him.'

Who else with his peda gave the name 'the king' to himself, and only he was so unreasonable to disturb a man in the middle of a blind night like this.

Dhira continued to rub his face rough, furious at the Hexa nature that was so mindless of others' composure. However, he still did not dare to refute the man's orders.

Dhira shifts the phone with his thumb and raises the volume, he wants to hear clearly what other commands he should carry out in the middle of the night that even crickets are still fast asleep in the lap of the moon.

"To my room now!" Hexa's voice sounded from across the phone. I don't know what else he wants.

With a heavy heart and self-imposed, Dhira finally rose from her sleep and walked lazily towards the Hexa room which was just next to her room.

"Excuse me, sir." Dhira knocked on the door slowly.

"Come in!" Dhira immediately entered after hearing Hexa's voice from within.

"Can I help you, sir?"

"The dust in this room makes me unable to sleep, you clean up quickly" he asked, which should not be refused.

"I wouldn't call you right now if I asked you to clean it up next year" the man said with a flat look on every inch of his face.

Dhira's nose began to hold tightness in the chest, destroyed already his beautiful dream just now. How not, how do you express yourself now? When it is good to sleep, must wake up to clean the dust that does not even look as small as it looks, just because the man can not sleep. It doesn't really make sense.

'Whoever is out there, can anyone help me out of this man's grasp? I'm really not strong anymore.'

Dhira grew increasingly upset when Hexa only allowed him to clean the room using a dampened washcloth, not allowing him to use floor presses and an electric vacuum cleaner. Doesn't it seem obvious that he deliberately wanted to trouble Dhira?

The sun shines brightly, the weather is so supportive for the cuan warriors.

Hexa awakens from her sleep, the first memory she has in mind, was the incident last night where she woke Dhira up and had the woman clean her room.

He hurriedly got up and wanted to look at Dhira's room, but suddenly his eyes were on the woman lying curled up on the cold ceramic floor.

"Did he sleep there last night?"

Yes, so tired and sleepy, let alone the effects of fever is still a little felt to make Dhira not strong to fall asleep while cleaning the floor of the room, even until now has not been awakened.

Hexa slowly approached Dhira and observed the woman, her originally hard heart, now slightly softened, there was pity that flashed through her heart, but it was only a matter of seconds. He again ignores Dhira and goes to the bathroom to prepare to enter the office.

...****...

"I need some maids to get into my room, have them lift up the young lady's body to get on the bed. Remember, it was only the female servant, "hexa said firmly to Mr. Wang before he left for the company, while Secretary Jo was waiting for him on the front page.

"Well, young master," replied Mr. Wang politely.

...****...

Just arriving in his office room, Secretary Jo suddenly gets word from the butler that Dhira is sick.

"Sorry to interrupt your time, Young Master. I want to tell you that Miss Dhira is sick, it seems like her fever is back again" Secretary Jo said.

Hexa stopped her movements and looked at Secretary Jo with furrowed brows. "illness?" repeat to make sure.

"Yes, Young Master."

Hexa's face seemed to be thinking. 'What because of last night? Did he catch a cold?' his mind was seriously thinking about that.

"Call Mr. Wang, I want to talk to him" Hexa said.

On the other hand, Dhira felt her head so heavy, her eyes and breath felt hot.

"Ah, why am I sleeping here?" Holding his sick head. Dark circles are also clearly visible on the edges of the eyes.

"Are you awake, Miss? It's a medicine from the young master, please take it." One maid said who faithfully stood waiting for Dhira to wake up from her sleep.

"Medicine? What cure? He wants to poison me with that drug?" dhira asked not to understand.

"Don't misunderstand me, Miss. You have a fever, Young Master Hexa ordered us to take care of you closely and to give you medicine to feel better while waiting for the doctor to come," replied the waiter while offering medicine and a glass of water.

"Ayeah?" Dhira felt his body, it just felt jubilant, heavy head and all body ache.

"It turns out he still has a conscience." Dhira slightly smiled faintly before taking the medicine that is said to be from Hexa.

The man she knew was cruel, but still cared about giving her medicine and having the servants look after her during her illness.