Just a Servant
This serious?

A while I was late in the arms of the master. Let go of the cry that somehow just suddenly appeared.

Like a dam that cannot survive. Tears just flowed down my face and your chest. Before being hugged by the master, I just felt sad, then sobbed. But still conscious. Uh, after being hugged, I immediately lost control. You know I've been crying. Master's embrace is really able to release emotions that have been held in the heart for a long time. I really feel comfortable in his arms.

"Required?" Ask the master after a long time I cry. Although there is still a sob, but my brain has begun to work again. I just realized that my tears had washed the clothes that you were wearing. Shamefully I began to move a little detaching myself from master's embrace. Master followed my movements and took off his embrace.

" Sorry.... " I said with a nasal sound, because my nose felt suddenly stuck. I removed the remains of tears and snot in my nose with my sleeves. I'm bowed. Shame, really shame it feels. How could I get out of control and cry so much in front of master?

"Don't apologize. If there's anything, talk to me, don't keep it to yourself..." Said the master while stroking my head. I'm nodding.

"Thank you sir... "

"Hem... " Murm sir. "Let's get his nya wiped out..." Master's orders when he saw my food had not run out because of the crying earlier. I saw that master's plate was clean.

"Master doesn't go any further...?" Ask me while scooping the rice and start eating.

"No, it's full.." Said. Hearing master's reply, I sped up my meal. I don't want you to wait too long.

"Don't rush..." Said sir reminding.

I nodded, not daring to speak as my mouth was full of food.

"Alhamdulillah...." My words then when the contents of my plate are finished, while closing my mouth, muffle the sound of burps that come out because my stomach is now full.

"Alhamdulillah... " Somuch sir. "Let's go back to the room... " Advanced master while moving his wheelchair backwards, preparing to leave the dining room.

"But sir, I haven't cleared the table..." My words were spontaneous when I saw the dining table had not been tidied up again, and the dirty dishes we had eaten had not been removed.

"Here, let's make Surip's mak clean up...." Said the master ignoring my words.

Although I felt bad for leaving work for people, I did not dare to argue, I followed the master back to the room.

"Sir.thank you for dinner..." I said to Surip's mother, when we accidentally passed by while heading to the elevator to go upstairs.

"Yes, both neng Nurul... " Sahut mak Surip's. He glanced at the master waiting for me in the elevator. I followed the direction of the glare. I don't know what he thinks of me now.

"I'm sorry, I haven't cleared the dinner table yet..." My words feel bad. Ah, it turns out that the soul of this servant has penetrated into the soul apparently. Not cleaning the dinner table alone makes me feel guilty like this...

"Ehem... " Sound the voice of the master gesturing for me to enter the elevator immediately.

"Eh, yes..not anything neng... " Surip said hurriedly, and gestured for me to catch up with mister immediately. I nodded goodbye before half running into the elevator.

"I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting..." I said while taking a position slightly behind the master wheelchair.

"Hem... " Master's mainstay answer is heard. We stayed silent until we got out of the elevator and into the room.

The master immediately approached towards the bed. Move to bed and lie down.

"Sir is tired... already want to sleep...?" Ask pleasantries. I'm actually confused about this... Mr. Bagas sleeps at will, this is his home? Where do I have to sleep? This house is new to me. I do not know which room I can use.wanting to sleep in this room also can not sleep just like that, if the one who has a room has not slept...

"Yes, I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep yet..." Sir's words made my heart melt. Though I hope you sleep soon so that I can also catch up with sleep.

"Yes sir... " my Sahut. My words came to a halt as the voice of master's phone rang. I was looking for that thing.

"That's... " Say sir and tell me to take it. I saw the direction of the forefinger, sir. Apparently your phone was on the dresser earlier. I immediately moved to get it.

The phone was on its face, so I couldn't read the caller's name. Actually I want to peek who called the master, but I know, the master is looking at me and waiting for his phone, so I did not dare even to reverse the position of the phone, but I know, to just peek at the name listed on the screen of the phone.

"It's mister... " Say me with a respectful attitude and as if it does not matter who the caller is, even though there is also a sense of kepo... 😂

You read the caller's name for a moment before sliding the green icon.

📱"... "

While listening to the caller's words, suddenly the master turned his head towards me. I who had unconsciously since earlier noticed the master immediately lowered my head. Paying attention to bed sheets, pretending as if the mattress bedding motif is more attractive than you have... 🤪

"Yes.... "

📱".... "

"Yes, yes. tomorrow a little afternoon I went there... "

📱".... "

"Yes.... Salam waalaikum... "

The master immediately broke off the phone conversation and then turned to look at me. I know, because other than the 'BUK' watching the bed sheet, after hearing the master deliver the closing greeting, I stole a glance towards the master.

"You want to stand there... ?" Ask the master to suddenly surprise me.

"Hagh?" I spontaneously raised my face and looked at the master.

I saw you patting the bed next to him. For a moment I hesitated. Sir asked me to sit next to him?

"here... " The master's order confirms. I slowly approached and sat on the soft bed awkwardly.

"I know, our marriage is very sudden and you must feel shocked and awkward about it. Don't think you feel it yourself... I also need time to adjust to this condition..." Said sir. I could only silently listen without daring to interrupt her words.

"Before I speak any further..I ask again, do you regret marrying me?" Ask the master again.

For a moment I was silent asking myself the same thing.

"I'm not sorry sir... " I finally answered.

"Good then.so our effort now is to make you worthy of being my wife... " Master's voice made me think a little...

"I mean...?"

"Tomorrow, we are asked to come to the main house. Mother said, they will hold a thanksgiving for our wedding. Not in a big way, because I'm not ready to receive a lot of guests... "

Hearing the description subconsciously I looked at the master. Thanksgiving wedding...? So this is seriously a marriage, right? Not just legalizing my work to serve Mr Bagas?

"This is serious, sir?" Ask me spontaneously.

"What's...?" The master asked.

"Sir really seriously took me as master's wife?"

"Well... You think I swore in front of who's messing around about marriage?" The master asked again in a tone like offended. Reflex I bowed, grabbed master's hand and kissed him

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry sir. I never thought that way...." I don't know what I'm supposed to say.

"I'm sorry... " Return I was timid while staring at the master full of supplications.

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