Just a Servant
Breakfaster

"What are you doing?" Mr. Bagas asked.

"Euh, nothing sir... " My answer was torn between annoyance, fear and shame. Yes, I have to say that he shocked me to the point of falling...

While my hands were busy tugging at my blouse that had been exposed a little. Once again pull the blouse. But because I was nervous, I kept tugging at the blouse just to channel my nervousness.

I saw from the corner of my eye Mr. Bagas was still looking at me with a facial expression that I could hardly guess, what he was thinking now. I'm looking down deeper.

"Sorry sir. sir awaits Madame Supami before breakfast begins...." I continue to distract him.

"Heh?! Now then? Why didn't you tell me from earlier..." Said. From her tone of voice it was a shock that she blamed me. I became my own sebel. He's the one who's hard to build why am I to blame?

"What time is it?" He asked as he waved the blanket that wrapped around his feet. After that he stuck out his body trying to grab his wheelchair closer. Spontaneously I rushed over to help her.

"Hour half-seven, sir... " I replied after glancing at the wall clock on Mr. Bagas' desk. I know where the clock is because I had a chance to wipe the table.

With the help of his hand, Mr. Bagas was able to move himself from the top of the mattress to his wheelchair.

"Water shower is ready?" He asked while pointing his wheelchair towards the bathroom.

"Already sir... " Answer.

"Replacement?" Ask him again while pushing the bathroom door open wide.

"Eng.. I will prepare immediately sir... " Answer.

Mr. Bagas is already beside the bathtub. Yeah, I just thought being told to take a bath meant being in the bathtub, right? Time at the shower? But, continue it ... nyemplung with his clothes? Not like, it looks like Mr. Bagas has started to move to undress. Instantly I was not feeling well...

"Sorry sir, I'm out first... " I said while throwing a look outside the room.My face felt like it was hot like this to see the master who had taken off the shirt he was wearing.

"Yes, but pull this..." Said.

"Heh?! " I followed his point of view. You mean those trousers he was wearing? Die me...! This is a real heart sport. Can you refuse anyway? See the upper body has made dag dig dug not because, time do you have to see the lower body too?

"Come on, this afternoon... " Said Mr. Bagas interrupting my monologue in heart. I finally knelt down in front of his wheelchair and bowed, down. Mr. Bagas lifted his body slightly and supported for a while so that I could pull the end of the trousers that were worn by the master to escape. Standing up I rolled the pants up in my arms.

I nodded briefly to an excuse sign, still with my head down, I hurriedly walked out of the bathroom and immediately closed the door behind me.

As soon as the sound of the door closing 'cklek', I immediately leaned against the parapet of the room. I exhale repeatedly to relieve the chest that continues to pound because of earlier. My face also feels hot, maybe if I look glass I will see my face red like a boiled crab. Not to mention the slightly wobbly knees from weakness.

"Kok gini amet yes, it feels... " My complaint. "Patience. patience.this is part of the work risk... " I said again comforting myself, fanning my face with my palm. After taking a breath once more, I rushed to the closet to prepare a change of clothes.

"What kind of clothes do you wear? This master wants to be at home or wants to go out...?" I thought while observing the pile of clothes neatly arranged in the closet. Finally, after dizzy himself for some time, I decided, I prepared clothes with a style like yesterday he was wearing.

I put clothes on a small chair near the closet. While waiting I fix the bed that was still a mess earlier. Just finished folding the bad cover, when the sound of the door opening. My reflexes are looking.

I saw Mr. Bagas come out of the bathroom with a towel that was just wrapped over his lap. The top of his body was so clear. Making my chest that was quite calm suddenly racing again. Instantly I cast my eyes. Trying to focus and busy tidying up pillowcases and arranging them on the head of the mattress.

"Death to me. Every day like this can hang me..." My complaint is in my heart. I immediately grabbed Mr. Bagas' dirty clothes.

"Sir, excuse me to go outside first... " My word. Nodding at a glance by leaning on the dirty clothes I hurried to walk outside the room. I did not hear the word from the master. But I also did not dare to look again for fear my brain traveling everywhere later.

Well, simple work gini aja kok make dizzy, anyway. ⁇ ️

I finally decided to wait. Yes, rather than later sought, sir continues to get angry...? I then took a broom and 'pretend' busy sweeping the area around the pool and terrace room.

Shortly after, the door opened. Mr. Bagas looks neat, he slid out with his wheelchair.

"You're still here? " Ask the master in passing.

"Yes, sir..." My heart nodded, though not sure if you saw my nod or not.

After seeing the master pass by without saying anything, I finally decided to carry out my plan earlier. Disposing of trash and bringing dirty clothes to the laundry section. After closing the door, I walked out of the room.

"Can you have breakfast... " I said to myself. Ah, just felt. My stomach is hungry, yes.... "What part of the kitchen is cooking today? May Miss Surti not be able to eat in peace." My prayer in heart.

I stepped lightly. With a garbage basket in your left hand and a roll of dirty clothes in your right hand.

Throw the trash away, go into the laundry room, Ms. Yuni who was there immediately rebuked me.

"Nur, whose clothes are they? " ask.

"Mr Bagas... " I answered briefly.

"Where's box? " ask again.

"What box? " I asked back not to understand.

"Laundry box is. Every room will have a laundry box like this... " Yuni explained as he took out a box that happened to be close to him. I saw Miss Sabrina's label there.

"Well, I don't know... "

"Yes, now you find the box... I don't want any clothes scattered because there's no box." Yuni's orders cut my words.

Yes..have to go back again.failed to eat this fast... But since senior has already said, would not want me to have to obey.

"I'll drop this off first, yes, I'll take the box first..." I said while putting the master's clothes on one of the long chairs in the room.

Mbak Yuni nodded.

I turned.

Breakfast, wait for me...

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