this is hell?!

this is hell! Maybe not hell-I've never been there so I don't know what it's like. But this place can't be called heaven either, right? Just half an hour ago I knocked on the whitewashed door and saw Mrs. Yanti open the door with a sour face and shaking her head as if I was ten hours late. The thin old granny glared at me with her hands on her hips. Really, what's the difference between ten minutes and ten hours?! he snapped. "The point is the same, you're both late!" I slumped in the corner of the room where we were standing. "Sorry," I answered stiffly. This old granny must be some kind of grumpy and lonely housekeeper, who's always screaming for no reason because her hearing is getting worse. The pale, wrinkled face also always seemed to scowl at Dan—from the very strange way of dressing—to my knowledge no one provided a long-sleeved green and floral shirt along with a long purple leaf-patterned skirt that had lace at the bottom. I'm sure she must be some kind of fashion "victim" or.. well, color blind. "Mom! Mother!" The old granny screamed startling me. "Mom!" A woman with a stature, tan skin, straight hair up to the base of her neck and a tense face who was about the same age as me, jogged up to us. "What do you need, ma'am?" he asked in a low and careful voice. "This is Lia, the new maid here. Take her to her room to sleep a" she glanced at my suitcase with a horrified look, "pulled her very large suitcase in the room on the first floor, the lady in the clothes dressed clothes clothes clothes closet, and before that come straight here. I'll explain some important things." He spoke as if I wasn't in the room. “Ten minutes, no, in five minutes you should be here!” coupled with a loud voice that could overpower the drool monster's barks. And, it seems from the way I leaked Old-Grandmother -the discipline already had the telepathic ability to read my mind precisely because he immediately said in a loud voice, "Remember, Don't make it worse, you grimace. I must be at some kind of Ginderella play-except for the fact that I'm wearing a work uniform and I won't be was once a princess in this palace. I was standing in one of the large rooms that Mrs. Yanti said was called the "kitchen" (although I'm not really sure because this room looks more like a showroom of large kitchen equipment displayed compared to the left kitchen, the left kitchen is very long and bent ninety degrees right in the corner. the living room, connected to the other side of the wall. And, above it, there were all kinds of utensils, from jars filled with kitchen cans, to a powerful cooking machine. It felt like a kitchen utensil exhibition held in a palace. Oh my gosh, who would believe that? Mrs. Yanti kept chattering about this and that, she had to do the A first and then the B. Olala .. olili. "You understand?" he asked suddenly, observing fiercely. "Yes," I answered stiffly—except for an explanation of the astounding plan of the house. "One more thing," he slowly walked over to the cabinet. "Apart from sweeping, mopping, and washing clothes, it's your job to specifically clean everything in this house, except for things in the master's room and in the kitchen." He drank his spit forcefully, making a strange sound. * And, don't forget, in two weeks the house must be clean to the maximum. Because Miss Shinta's wedding will be held on the fifteenth instead of the fifteenth, before three days in the main "I turned quickly to the old grandmother. "Wedding?" Yes.” His voice rose. “I told you before, you were hired here because we will be very busy. Clear? "" lya. "I realized the sound that came out of my throat was just that of a frightened little cat. "Good." We had reached the end of the cabinet. The old granny touched the top of the cabinet and after observing her fingers from time to time shouted, " Andi!!” Wow, this scream was worse than standing in front of the speakers during the August seventeenth stage. Yes. The man who appeared to be in his late twenties, dark brown skin, blond hair and tall slender build appeared with suddenly in front of us. "Dirty! Take a look at this, clean it!" He waved his hands as if they were full of red ants. "Ina!" he shouted, again. Na, who had been following us from behind, came closer. * Take Lia around the house. Don't leave tomorrow or tomorrow he's lost. That's just a waste of time. Inefficient. Also open the inner servant shift. "Yes, once in a while rowing two or three important islands." Okay, ma'am. "I glanced briefly before looking before leaving the kitchen equipment showroom with incredible speed. And, of course, I immediately followed him, "It's very risky, huh", "Eh, what? "I'm still amazed by the scenery around me." Yanti's mother. "Ina slowed her pace. Her Sayu face looked more relaxed now. "But don't worry, you'll get used to it over time. I just started working two weeks ago, but I'm already getting used to it. "* Oh, yeah.. "I don't think so. , work here?" * He said, it's been twenty years. "Isn't it worth it." "Why not?" "That attitude, you know." I saw Ina smile. Then, suddenly she stopped and said , “This is the living room on the first floor, also known as the family room.” There was a state-of-the-art home theater with a FLAT TV-or rather a giant-sized TV in the middle of the room. Then, we walked back into the next room which was even twice as big as the previous room. "This is also the family room, said Ina with a raised eyebrow, looking doubtful." Actually I don't really know either, At home there are about five rooms called the family room, so a I'm not right. "I smiled at him, showing as if I understood. We walked again, across another family room. There was a medium-sized door with a very unique carving across the room. Ina was desperate to understand." stale. "This is a bar. "Well, maybe this is the first time I've seen a very luxurious bar house. Mmm .. at my parents' house there is a bar, but it's just a bar in the corner of the living room as a display. But really luxurious. fantasizes about bars in expensive pubs 560s Ina goes to the other side She's bar door in hand pampering hand "Look, this bar goes through the living room and living room. Olof e I looked at the other room. It turned out to be a really fantastic room , like the king's and queen's living room in a palace (I mean not Buckingham Palace or Bogor Palace, more like a palace in a different-ary) in that room there are lots of carvings and ceramics that seem to be much more expensive than my parents' house and paintings. an abstract painting that even Einstein didn't know the meaning of. Oh, this house really feels like a modern art home with 21st century architecture. Suddenly my brain is spinning fast. Oh, no. Museum? I leaked horror at Ina. "I have to clean up all that glassware which costs a lot more than Jag"" De jek? "Ina asked confused. "Jag. Jaguar. Jaguar car." "Oh.." Ina nodded. "That's right." "Oh my gosh. "I'm limp beside the door" Why should I? "" Because people who have worked here for a long time no one dares to do it. you didn't say before? "Ina hesitated before finally smiling a little." Don't worry, if you do it carefully, it will be fine. "Are you all right? Please. Yes! This walking session around the billionaire's house as well as the museum is no longer enjoyable for me. There are more and more crockery in the next rooms, which makes me want to faint. "Oh yeah, there's one Hal took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me." What is this?" "I asked, still in a daze I must tell you," Ina groaned "Inside servant shift." Oh. This house consists of three floors, so it is divided by turns. Every day you will clean a different floor, one, two, or three. The hardest one is on the first floor because apart from having an ahrenang pool because apart from having an ahrenang pool, there is also a different asiped in front of the ahrenang, there is also a us pangak, someone else has already cleaned it." Thank God. Because I don't want to be eaten by these vicious dogs. who wants? "I nodded." Eh, actually how many helpers are there in this house? "So, Ina is sharing." The maid in the room, which means that there are three people who are kept in the room for sweeping the floor, mopping, washing, and ironing. people. including you and LUr me. In the kitchen there are two chefs and two assistant cooks. In the ns outside yard there is one person who cleans the yard and takes care of the dogs. Then, there are two gardeners, one day salt and one night security, then there are two drivers and finally Mrs. Yanti. All of them have snacks "Fifteen!" I said gaping. Ina nodded. Then, how many members of this family are there?" er this one by one. But, what if one day employer A, for example, tells me to call his son B, or his nephew C. I can't possibly say to him, "Sorry, sir, who is nalanat poo pok, who is nalanat poo pok, atiber, seberanat poo? later the employer ta men Indi?" second floor and opened the door where we are now. what he called a private library. Well, who would have thought that someone had a personal library of over ten thousand textbooks, novels, biographies, history, and all sorts of never-before-seen books. In all kinds of languages. Ina pointed to a very large photo that hung at the top of the clean white wall. "That's our boss, the host, Mr Harry Van Rijn," he pointed to a man in his late fifties who looked very dignified. From his stature, everyone knew the man was not Indonesian. Because apart from his brown eyes and red skin, those that were short and slicked back were also a blonde brown. Does it look a bit blonde or is it painted that way? "I turned to look at Ina Ina's expression, looking at me just asking a question." The father is Dutch. Originally of Dutch descent. ""Oh" Now I understand why there are so many Dutch books in this library." Sitting next to him is his wife, our hostess, h Mrs. Eveline Van Rijn." PSUS I saw the figure of an Indonesian woman in her early 4's or fifties or maybe in her late forties who still looks beautiful and. Her tanned skin and black hair are very well cut and beautifully wavy. Yes, that's clear, isn't it? Where is a millionaire married to an ordinary woman? But, what makes her attractive is not her skin color or her pretty face, but her eyes. shone, as if her life was filled with happiness. "That's their daughter, Sita." I took a closer look at the face of a young woman standing behind the stranger. She was probably in her early twenties. dozens and very beautiful. Like a doll. not some kind of Barbie doll, but rather an antique doll that is being fought over by doll collectors in England. That girl's skin u pure white, perfectly matched with turquoise eyes, straight, long, and brown hair, and thin red lips. "What about that one?" I pointed at a young man in his twenties who was incredibly attractive and very, very handsome。 His light brown eyes seemed to bewitch me That's their only son，Young master Jonathan。 “Ina gulped。” Cute huh？I nod earnestly. Young master, huh? That young man has the most beautiful eyes that is a possibility. His hair is cut short the color of his eyes. And, his posture. mmm. seems suitable for a cat walk model Armani. Besides, it's also very, very tempting. "He's the only son in this family, as well as the heir to a very large family fortune. "" Oh.. So who's the eldest child? Shinta or Jonathan?" "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Shinta.", Is Jonathan in this house?" I asked hopefully. "No, he studied in America." Yes. Of course. How stupid I am. Where are the children of billionaires studying in the country? "But, I heard Young Master Jonathan has just graduated. Will probably be back here in two or three days." I almost jumped with joy, like a child who was invited to go to Dufan for the first time. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah. I heard it had nothing to do with us, right? A billionaire kid wouldn't glance at a maid. "Oh yeah. What Ina said is also true. For any time do not forget my status in this house. I'm a maid (although only temporarily) the future wife who the old lady arranged for her very handsome son. I tried to break the silence, "Isn't there another brother staying at this house?" "There is. One person. Aunt Lis, father's younger sister who is widowed. However, she is rarely here. She said that because her family has finished here. The country." "Oh..." I mumbled softly. Enough of the dream. Back to reality. "0 yes, Lia," said Ina with a serious look. "You'd better take off your watch before work, as well as your ring and necklace. If you lose it, it's a hassle." I leaked the things out with an expression of disbelief. Good grief! I forgot to take it off. Does that mean that since I was seen as a gedong-an child? Or even labeled as a rich pretentious maid who wears fake goods? I shudder at the thought of it. I hope Grandma doesn't know the truth, that I know a poor student who needs extra money to continue her studies, as Jenny was told with a sung kite, sung lacar-ri guhungluat, honesty day is the main capital as a helper? Please, come on. Hopefully no one finds out.

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