Young Miss Pretends to be Poor

Niece of the Employer

That afternoon Yuki felt a rage while guarding the shop. He grabbed a cardboard paper, then fanned it to his face many times so that the heat was reduced. Just moments ago after the arrival of Fikri, many people came to shop at the store.

Yuki straightened his legs and enjoyed the wind produced from the worthless old cardboard tear but once the wind did not come, then the tear was what contributed to the coolness.

The roar of an old car arrived from the south. Yuki sat down and repositioned her legs, knowing that the one who came was the master. Of course it would be a problem if he was caught fanning like not working, even though all day he serves people. Not only what they buy, but what they sell. It turns out that chatting with people also consumes some energy and mind.

"Kiki! Prepare a room for my nephew!" yayah Bu shouted out of the car.

Yuki could not see the car from inside the store. Even so, he obeyed and came out of the store to do the master's orders.

"Yes, Mom!"

Yuki immediately runs out of the store, but does not see the water pool on the floor of the terrace of the house that slides from the milk box brought by Wildan and Aurel.

Shuut!! Ahh!! Bruk!

He almost fell down if a hand did not hold him firmly, making the girl's head land on a field chest. He fumbled automatically but did not dare to look him in the face.

No, this must not be Mr. Hendra's chest! It's not chewy. Must've had Mr. Hendra too chewy, because he's fat! Whose chest is it, why do I feel so comfortable hearing the beating inside the owner of this chest??

Slowly he looked up, still in a position hugged by that person.

The cling! Instantly the girl was stunned to see who was holding her back from falling. A handsome man, straight and black short hair, his nose pointed and his lips thin, perfect with his round eyes and thick eyebrows.

Like blaster.

"Caa .. kep."

"What do you say," said the man, his tone very flat.

"That's, uh anu, you .. who?" yuki asked the man.

"I'm Rangga Bu Yayah's niece" said the man releasing his right hand which held Yuki.

Rangga stood in front of Yuki who was balancing his standing then looked at the man with a look of admiration.

"Eh, I'm Yu .. sorry I mean Kiki! I'm Kiki, Bu Yayah's maid!" yuki welcomed Rangga's hand.

His heart is racing.

Fortunately, I did not mention my name! Uh why are you heart why pounding anyway .... Aih!

"Your face is flushed. You sick?" ask Rangga.

"Oh, uh, not really!"

"You're sick, let me just finish the room. You go to sleep first."

"Eng .. nope. I'm not sick! Let me clean your room, Mas Rangga!" yuki said she could not stand being there because her heart beat faster. He ran into the house, leaving Rangga who was still standing in front of the house.

"Kiki! Here's the room key! You change the bed sheet, then give a base for the closet too! Don't forget to wipe the dipel trus! Oh yeah, a lot of people bought today??"

Ms. Hayah offered a room key.

Geez, what's the war talking about? Shoot at the enemy!

"Yes Ma'am, a lot of people have come" Yuki replied as she received the key to Rangga's room. He held it tightly and placed it on his chest.

Ah, holding the key to her room, feeling held the key to the secret path of her heart ....

"Kiki! What is that smile?? Shall I get you a shaman??"

"Come! No, Ma. Uh, Kiki open the room first, okay?"

"Yes! I want to check the shop! Watch out for wrong payments!"

"No, Mom!"

"Huh, sure!"

Yee, the number one businessman's son who can miscalculate?? No way, it is! The heir to my papi business talent is in doubt!

Yuki immediately opened the door of the empty room. He inhaled the smell of the room, coughing it up, because the room was not used for a long time.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

"Kiki, really, you're sick! I'm here, I'll clean it up!" The guy pulls a broom then starts sweeping the floor of the room.

Yuki was stunned to see it. Just this time he saw a man with no prestige sweeping in front of a girl.

"Kiki!!! You're not even a foreman!"

Bu Yayah's voice made him aghast. Yuki's brain was completely stuck when he saw Rangga.

"Sorry, sorry, Mom! I'll change the bed!" He ran away to the closet where he kept the bed linen.

"Hey! Kiki! Inget yeah! My niece is the son of a wealthy businessman!! He even wiped the floor of his own room!!"

"Here you go, Bi Yaah, I don't have a problem!" Rangga stopped the event sweeping him, while crouching down, he spoke to the woman.

"Huh, yeah! Auntie's going to the store, somebody's buying it!" said Bu Yayah heard someone come ringing the bell of the house.

Rangga shook his head looking at his aunt.

A moment later, Yuki had found a bedsheet with a checkered picture. He took her to Rangga's room.

The girl looked left right as she was about to enter Rangga's room. Bu Yamah was no longer around the room and Rangga was swept up in front of his own room door.

"Mas Rangga, if nyapu is less clean, later his wife brewokan, you know!" yuki garing said.

Ih, what the hell am I talking about? Suddenly my mouth said that sentence was not clear! Stupid yuki!

"You think I'm gay?" said the man.

"Eh, no, Mas?" kiki said down. His face was red like a crab boiled sweet sour seasoning.

Oops, I called him 'Mas' from earlier. Aih ....

"Where's school?" asked Rangga as the girl looked down.

"Lecture, Mas."

"Oh, huh?"

Yuki caught the distrust from Rangga's mouth.

"Line of achievement," he added.

"Oh, you mean you're a pinter."

The more red-flagged Yuki's face heard the praise from the man's mouth.

"I changed the sheet first, huh?" yuki.

"Yes, I can."

Yuki passed through Rangga with his heart beating very fast.

He arranged the bed while arranging his breath because of the heart rhythm that began to beat.

Yuki glanced at the door. It turned out that the man had already left the doorway.

Fuhooh!

The girl immediately cleaned up the work so that Rangga could rest in her room. He took a bucket of water that had been given floor cleaning fluid, then started mopping it.

When she finished, the girl carried her bucket back. Just walking a few steps, Rangga had already thrust a glass of water in front of him.

"Drink first, you must be thirsty, right?"

Yuki easily complied, nodded then accepted the glass and gulped it down.

"Mas Rangga, thank you, huh?" he said to the man.

Rangga just smiled and passed by.

Ah, the water tastes milk when drinking the gift of a handsome guy!