Just a Servant
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"Nur... " Say Bagas then while staring fixedly at me. I stared back at Bagas attentively.

What else is this...?

"What's up, mas?" My toot.

"Only..." Just saying that, Bagas had to stop his words when suddenly the sound of the room door was knocked on by someone from outside. Spontaneous me and Bagas turned their heads in that direction.

"Ep... Just a minute, mom." I said, then got up and stepped towards the door.

I opened the door of the room, in front of me now stood a girl who seemed like her age was not much different from mine. She wears white clothes and a blue dongker skirt, complete with a navy blue apron. The same clothes as the waiter who greeted us at the door.

In his hand was a stainless tray that glittered with a crystal pitcher filled with white water and two glasses that were also made of crystal on it.

"Excuse me, Non. I was told to bring water to drink..." The girl said with her chivalry.

"Ah, yes... Thanks yeah. Uh, what's your name?" I asked while receiving the tray.

"Mining..." Said the girl.

"Oh yes, thank you, Ning..."

"Together, Non..." The girl smiled.

It's a little awkward to also get a "NON" call". Once I get used to mentioning it to others.

Seeing Nining mention non to me, I immediately imagined myself mentioning non to the daughter of the Darmawan family. Non Sabrina, who else. He's the only non call user in the family. Maybe even in the whole area.

Yeah, who knows what's gonna happen next? A few days ago I was still a servant who had to obey whatever my master ordered me to do. But today... There are people who must obey all my words. I might even be a much richer person than the people I served yesterday.

The wheel of fate is always turning. It will not always be at the top, nor will it always be at the bottom. For example, I am...

Looking at my current condition, I may have been a young lady from a wealthy family. Having abundant wealth, family and two pairs of parents who (probably) love me very much.

Then through a traffic accident, in just a blink of an eye later, I lost it all. Treasures... Family, even my memory... All vanished without a trace. I don't know what God meant by giving this fate to me, my brain hasn't been able to digest it.

But thank God, God still loves me. I was not left long in sorrow and sorrow. Little by little, I began to be able to build my own happiness, even if only from small things.

Do not know, how my attitude and behavior in the past, Maybe I am a girl who is arrogant and arrogant (as the word bik Nah), never appreciate the work of others, never appreciate the work of others, but, I always feel right and never apologize.

Now I know that getting a thank you for what we've given or done is a lot of fun, and receiving an apology from someone else is a relief.

Unconsciously, I can now also feel happy just because I am able to do something with my own hands. Like cooking instant noodles or making coffee drinks for Bagas mas.

I remember very well, how delicious it was to eat instant noodles that I cooked myself when the night was late. I was still in the hospital at the time. Exhausted after working all day, I fell asleep at night.

I woke up almost midnight hungry. I went to the kitchen to find food. But those nights, there were no employee rations left. Fortunately, by the nutrition installation officer, I was given a pack of instant noodles and told to cook them myself.

You know, in order to cook that lump of instant noodles, I had to read the serving instructions over and over again so as not to cook incorrectly. And finally, when the noodles have been served... I enjoyed it with a little water melt in the corner of the eye...

I managed to cook noodles...! And this noodle is delicious .....

Yeah, the noodles that night were really good. Either because it's really good, or because I'm starving.

"There's still something I can help you with, Non?" tanya Nining pulled my focus back.

"Eh, no. That's enough, thank you..." My speech.

"sama-sama Non. Then excuse me..." Pamit Nining's. I'm nodding. Nining then bowed slightly as a sign of excuse.

"What did you want to say?" I asked, sitting back on the bed where I was sitting. At that moment, I saw Bagas like pensive, his eyes staring far past the window and the view of the garden behind it.

"Hmmm..."

Mas Bagas let out a long sigh before returning to face me. A smile on his lips. But I felt something was covered by that smile.

"Who was...?" Ask Bagas. I'm sure it's just a stale question, because I'm sure Bagas can guess who really came.

"Servant, he delivers water to drink..want to drink?" My bargain. But before Bagas answered him, I had moved ahead, fetching him a glass of water.

"Thank you..." He said when I handed him the glass. For a moment he looked at the glass. Glass that instantly sparkles when exposed to light. Bagas drank a little, then handed the glass back to me.

I put the glass back on the table, and sat back down.

"How's...? Are you happy now? Can you meet your family again?" Tanya Bagas started the conversation.

"Happy. But I don't know. I still feel alien to all this..." Honestly answered.

"Yes... maybe because of your amnesia...if your memory returns, it will be very pleasant, right?" Say it while laughing. There's irony in there. I can only shake the shoulder of the sign of resignation.

For a few seconds we were silent.

"Nur... I see, your father's attitude seems to dislike me... " Mas Bagas started the conversation again.

"Hum..." I don't know what to comment.

"If he had told you to leave me, what would you have done?" Ask Bagas. This time the net looked at me. I was thinking about what I should say.

"Mas...I was confused to answer.

"And if I had to go, would you come with me...?" Ask again.

I'm pensive. Both of them are really not an interesting choice.

"Mas... Is Bagas going to leave me?" Means back.

"It feels like that... "

"Buck...!" Cut me choked. I did not think that Bagas would answer like that. A moment of tears in my eyes.

"Mas... Bagas not serious right?"

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