Just three days of work, my body was knocked out.

...*Just three days of work, my body was knocked out. My whole body aches, my hands cramp, and my fingers go numb. Oh, now I understand why everyone in this world should treat servants well. Just think, what would happen if in this world no one wanted to be a servant anymore and the bourgeoisie had to work with their own hands? Surely restaurants and laundry will fill the earth. Certainly no bourgeoisie is interested in buying a house and they prefer to stay in hotels. The earth must be a place of em, chaos. Scary! Therefore, respect the maid! Go, Maid! Mmm.. well, okay. Actually, after washing clothes with Ina's guidance this morning and sweeping and mopping the floor earlier, suddenly it was night. And, I have a problem here IN a narrow room measuring 3xa meters while looking at the blue black and blue office uniform hanging on the outer side of the wardrobe. I grabbed my suitcase and took out my favorite Santa MP4, He returned to my favorite Santa, Matchlu returned to lay down my aunt, la na buiramun auntl, nabuiramun auntl. half an hour later, just as I was starting to dream. Someone's hand grabbed the headset in my ear and said something like, "Wangun. money. , Thing. wake up "Ohl I sat up in shock on my little bed. What's wrong?" I asked panicked. "Wake up. I need help." The sound of the bass sounded clear now, right beside me. “Oh my gosh!” I snuggled into the corner of the room, “What do you want? "He suddenly stood up and stepped back, trying to give me a little sense of security. But his towering body in this cramped room just made him look scary." Hah? "I leaked the little clock next to me in a daze," It's 12 o'clock at night right? "Oh, please.. Could it be that she has an abnormality or something.. Maybe some kind of devil worshiper who is going to perform a seance ritual. I'm sorry, your name is Lia, right?" Y0 2cpnsy m9m this is font 0 I nodded slowly, hoping not to scream hysterically in fear. He could be handsome, but.. the sadistic psychopath in the movies is also handsome? "Actually, I wanted to ask Mrs. Yanti for help, but it's already night, I couldn't bear to wake her up. Yeah, she's old, you know?" his deadly smile grew. "So I'm here. Your door isn't locked." I'm really stupid aren't I? "Okay." I took a deep breath. "What kind of help?" He placed my 60 Giga MP4 on the small table nearby. "Can you come with me?" he asked kindly. 9 Oh no! I would have been stabbed in the back or something, then cut into ten pieces. Ah. My stomach churns and my body suddenly becomes weak. m As if he understood what I was thinking, Nathan said, "Hey, easy. I'm not going to kill you or I- do something inhuman, okay?" I nodded obediently. These very natural expressions of making others suddenly able to perform one-sided telepathy and my thoughts precisely. qtet I followed him out of the room. And without realizing it I had descended two into a room that was practically similar to a room, Oh zero. This is indeed a room. THE ROOM. The sound of the bass startled me. "I dropped an object. a strange object that seems to be on display by Shinta there." Din pointed to the large wall cabinet at the edge of the room. I approached the black-painted wooden cupboard. "Be careful," he said. Wow, better. Yes, there were indeed some luminous objects, which could be crystals, scattered on the floor up to a radius of two meters. I was going to clean it myself, but I don't know where Ppunya is. "He snores himself. Please clean it, can you?" I nodded confidently. Well, if it's just this it's fine. nseu stairs He sits in a teak chair across the room while I clean the crystals on the dark floor of the room. "Lia," he called softly, "your name is Lia, right?" I nodded curtly, slightly surprised. It turned out that the young master could also be relaxed and not arrogant, "How old are you?" He asked again. I lift. With a steady and professional demeanor that I hoped to show, I said, "Twenty-one. Nr 9E He nodded once. "Still in school?" "College. Sixth semester, up to seven." "Why are you a maid?" "Um, for college fees, and boarding fees, and daily meals, and shopping for some cosmetics." Where to study?" "Um, should I be honest? , Nathan, actually I went to the most expensive private college in town. Well, if I had to say that it would be because I was going crazy. "In that.." Why? Forgot? "The look in his eyes was suspicious." private. "No, I'm not lying." Okay. "That seems like a short answer. Thank goodness." But, something felt odd. "He's looking back with the same kind of eyes." Mmm why? This is the first time I've seen a maid sleeping with an MP4 player and Matchbox Twenty. ""Oh yeah? Sorry. Not that I'm insulting insulting. "He looks at me suspiciously." but you really are.. disorganized. "Irregular? What kind of a term is that?” Oh, I'm just so normal. I have to get out of this room once in a while! For the sake of Prodo and all my thirst, how do I know that a maid isn't supposed to bring MP4s and listen to Motchhox Twenty's songs, it turns out that being a maid must also govern with unwritten rules and unwritten rules. Luckily I didn't bring the newest Vaio laptop that Papa and Mama gave me three months ago. Who knows? Hello, fourth day. Well, it's only been four days, but I feel like I've been doing this job for a long time. FOREVER. Terrible word. Words that are static and monotonous. Luckily it wasn't my turn to wash clothes today. AMEN, Tapl, as long as I have the turn to iron undue e Well, as Ina said earlier this morning, "Ironing is definitely much easier than washing clothes. As long as you don't change the iron too much, I guess." . 7 thanks for the advice. Tired, pp Tapl, well, the ten clothes that I just ironed were a great success. They are fine and in good health. Maybe Ina has a point. Ironing is easy. As natural as breathing and dancing. Then, I saw the dress, a very beautiful evening gown. The model is also similar to Donatella's latest evening gown, Well, this must be Shinta's milk. This dress must be very expensive. Maybe as expensive as the feminine Versace black dress that Madonna usually wears (0h, I mean Stella McCartney). "Lia, can you help me in a moment?" Good. The voice of the owner of the brown eyes was heard again. Actually, since last night, I was afraid to meet him (even though he was very handsome) because I was afraid that he was much smarter than the old grandmother Sungku Sungkar Sungaemasia. "What is it?" I quickly put down and walked out of the room. "My friend is waiting in the living room. Please give him a drink and cookies. "But I'm ironing," I said while holding back annoyance. 10 Is it really just me in this house? Or is Dianga twelve? showing her deadly smile. Uuuh .. my heart immediately pounded quickly. I lost in an instant. “Okay. How many guests? "One person. Oh, not a guest. But, his girlfriend." Male or female? "I asked spontaneously. He looked at me in surprise." What does cookies have to do with gender? "He pointed at the head, then laughed out loud. M maar "I blushed. really strong fni e there again. My friend is Japanese. Guk I raised one hand and put the coffee jar together and my index finger became a symbol of okay which instead looked like a hogo pobawa nanke nan ake who instead looked like hogo pobawa pu dal R ad yetly wes en Hah Where did he go I don't know It's none of my business, I'm just serving drinks and pastries for the Japanese guests. That's an easy task, isn't it? very slowly, hoping that this tall crystal glass would fall freely from the determination tray onto the hard floor. I served a light dish in the form of chocolate cookies and a glass of orange juice on the table uklit uk ukela uk Jepatah desk duberuda, right in front of kuberudas duberuda. this guy is not the young master's girlfriend. Dan | why why suddenly my mood got better. The boy smiled kindly. "Arigato," he said gratefully. * Do itashimashite [sa ma-sama]. "I replied spontaneously. Then, something under control happened. The Japanese guy was out of sight. "Nihongo gol wakarimasu ka? [Can you speak Japanese? ]” he asked enthusiastically.sias, still half surprised. I was also surprised and could only nod slowly. "Hi [Yes]" Maybe I should patch my mouth. It must be because the language is very familiar so I spontaneously answered immediately. What can I say, I really can speak Japanese. Then, in just three minutes, the guy talked at length about who and what would be available in Jakarta in the next week. After blinking my eyes for a while, I knew, I might have missed this guest. I saw him, Jonjon-ah, I mean Nathan- standing near the giant white door, stunned watching my heated conversation with the Japanese boy named Akira-san. How long had he been standing there frozen? One second? One minute? One hour? Nathan walked over to us, uh, over to me. And, my legs, for some reason, immediately felt unsteady. And, it only faltered when Nathan's big, towering body stood beside me. Nani wo hanashimasu ka? [What are you guys talking about? "He asked in a voice full of interest. "Iro-iro no mono [Many things]" replied Akira-san with an added tone which I thought was too much. my. I immediately looked down to leak the pillows." You speak Japanese?" He asked me using good and correct Indonesian. I dare not lift. Jreng jreng jrengt! Yes, Nathan, yes, as long as this poor maid can, this poor maid can speak Japanese | might answer so. So I just replied, "Yeah, that's how it is." While keeping my head down, seriously researching the germs that still survive on the floor "Okay" He launched about something I didn't understand. I don't know why I just had a bad feeling. I left the room with a rocking stride. Well, I really, what could be worse than being bad in my day, the smell that smells like me, tu baudian being poor in a day? from the small room where I iron. "I leaked the ironing board in front of me with a convulsion. The evening gown was scorched at the bottom due to being crushed by the crazy iron for almost hours. bye, my money. Sayonara, okay..I stepped slowly out of the room on the used-floor feeling disorganized. "How? You didn't get fired, did you? Ina spontaneously put her left hand on my shoulder. I was shaking weakly." No.. Wow, that's good then. I heard another voice next to me, the voice of Mrs. Indah, the eldest inner servant among the three of us. Mrs. Indah is a woman who is short, has bright yellow skin, and has a friendly face. Her long hair was always rolled back into a tiny black bun. "Lya, fortunately." A smile of relief appeared on Ina's face. "But why is Bu Yanti still inside?" Mrs. Indah asked with a surprised expression. I bit the bottom of my lip. "Eh, Mrs. Yanti is talking to young master Nathan." "Oh." I heard both of them whisper the same word. "Yes, yes, ma'am, it was my fault-" Nathan's voice came from inside the ironing room, standing next to us standing. All right, young master. I think this is actually my fault. The voice of the old grandmother Nathan said. No. Just because I told him to serve guests "Yes. I-" "Don't worry about it anymore, ma'am?" "But-"" Brother will understand" "Well, fine." The old grandmother's voice sounded resigned. Before long, the narrow door of the ironing room opened. Nathan walked out the door, discussing with the old Granny behind. Nathan didn't even look at me. He just walked away without saying a word to me. The old grandmother stepped up to me. "You're lucky," he swallowed hard. His lips sneered and looked melted. "But remember that if something like this happens again or any other little mistake, I'll fire you, no matter how young it is to defend you!" I nodded in understanding. The old granny turned and walked briskly towards her room. Oh yeah, he must be furious. "Well, never mind." Mrs. Indah patted my back "The important thing is that the problem is solved. Now let's have dinner first. Come on!" He took my hand. I leaked ina full of relief. I saw him wink at me. "Come on, let's have dinner." Mr und*...

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