My Butler

My Butler
Jeng Jeng Jeng


Energy is drained with pool water. Kasih walks towards the 2nd floor in Galang villa. The clothes were soaked and dirty. Stomach should not be asked again, starving.


“Huft... Want let alone him?” Love goes up the stairs with a stagger. Galang looked at the Love that was already standing before him.


“Swimming pool dad is clean,” Kasig said while adjusting his breath because he was tired.


“Make me espresso.” Speak Arguably without looking at Love. He was busy with his gadget.


I thought tonight would be a long story. Especially ask for coffee hook, Inner Love.


Go to the kitchen to make espresso. Fortunately the coffee machine was not fussy aka stuck that night. After making espresso, Kasih stepped up to the terrace where Galang is located.


“Please pack the espresso,” Kasih place the requested order.


Galang began to lift the cup and... “Why is it Only DIKIT? I want 2 SHOT! DOUBLE espresso's. Not SINGLE espresso!” the tone of voice was out of control again. Love just stumbles down its head.


“Good sir, I will make a new one,” Kasih said while grabbing an espresso cup. Go back downstairs to the kitchen again.


It's going to be longer tonight. Two shots he wanted. Huft... patience... patience... Actually what am I wrong? How do I keep making him angry? Love when you get back in the kitchen.


Kasih begins to climb onto the second floor terrace again with a tray containing a new double espresso.


“Pak, this is the double espresso,” Kasih put on the Galang table.


He started raising a new coffee cup. Smell the coffee and start drinking it. But…


“KeWhy IS THIS COLD?” The roar shouted to put the cup to the table.


Die akuu... Inner Love began to tremble her body. With all his might took the cup back to the tray.


“Pak... I have what wrong? Why do you keep getting angry?” Love is beginning to fall. Being fired is no problem, rather than getting snapped for no apparent reason. How thought.


“Start BOLD You? I DON'T LIKE my staff asking permission by LYING!”


“What lie sir?” asked with a confused face.


“You're in a water sport with KRIS Kan?!"


Kasih was silent to think for a moment, because he felt he did not play the hotel facilities with Kris. But had a chat with Kris even though there were no 5 minutes.


“Ow... I..”.


PRASGG! KLONTANG!


Galang flicked the tray containing the double espresso until it fell to the feet of Kasih.


“HWAAAA hot thighs my legs bleed..” Love cried until fainted.


The storm panicked. He panicked to see blood begin to flow. Love's leg was hit by a splinter of coffee cups that fell to the floor.


“Love... Love... waken!” Shocked and panicked are felt. She carried her love to her room.


Galang laid Love to Mattress. Squeezing his hair and rubbing his face violently. He was confused as to what to do. If you call the doctor, obviously all resort employees will know. Because not just anyone can enter the resort area. Everyone who visits has a procedure. He also did not want the incident to be a gossip, which can be consumed by employees.


Soon he took a box of P3K and water to clean the wound on Love's right leg. Gently clean the wound using water.


“Huft... thankfully not so deep in the wound,” Galang said while compressing with ice water to stop the bleeding. He put on a bandage and supported the leg with a pillow, to help the blood flow not to come out again.


Galang began to breathe with relief after finishing the mess he had made. Start sliding her body near the arm of Kasih. Checking for bruises last night because of him.


Why could it be like this.. This is the second time I've hurt him. How's this. Her clothes got wet... I'd better replace it with my tshirt. Inner Galang who then took his tshirt.


Grab your body and start replacing it. Let go of those ¾ pants. There was a bruise from the hot coffee water he accidentally spilled. Applying the same saleb, if the word love.


Groping the inner thigh with the saleb attached to his finger. “Huft...”Galang began to snort watching the curves of the female body before him. The woman who made her feelings ungodly these few days. He started to grab the body. Caressing.. palpating..exploring every curve of the body. Galang began to kiss the lips of Love. Inhaling the scent of the body of Love from the neck down to the chest and the intimate part of the woman. Galang began to take off his pants and climb up the bed. Galang began to rub his boxer until his goods stiffened.


And. jeng jeng jeng…


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In the morning Galang was ready with a white shirt suit. Stand in front of the glass and comb your hair. From the mirror he saw there was already movement under the blanket.


Love began to open her eyes and look at the ceiling of the room. Feel a more cushioned mattress and a smoother blanket. The eyes begin to round, the subconscious begins to move. He was astonished to see Galang standing beside him looking at him.


What happened last night, Inner Love while closing her eyes deeply. Remembering how he got to his boss's bed.


Matiii. Mama take me home aja deh. There was already no face to stare at the boss in front of him.


“Have you improved?” Galang asked in a flat tone.


Awareness gathered slightly, after hearing Galang's question. Love started to feel her legs cramp a little.


“Aaa, passable sir.” Hearing Love's reply, Galang turned his body, walked over and opened the curtain in his room. There was a smile ringing on Galang's face.


After a few seconds, the consciousness had already accumulated a full 100%.


Whose shirt am I wearing? Why don't I wear underwear..Where are my pants? Love was filled with questions, staring at the back of Galang who was standing by the window.


Conscious. I'm not that pretty Amelia. Huft.


“Pak... last night there was a female staff who changed my clothes yes?” better ask like this. Instead of making Galang's mood fall apart in the morning, so thought Kasih.


“Ya..” Galang began to walk closer to Love again.


“Sorry sir so troublesome. I will tidy up the room Galang sir later.”


“There is a Caca shirt you can wear.” Galang pointed at the knee-length dress hanging in the corner of the room. “You can wear it to go back to your room. Today I give you a day off, because yesterday's holiday I canceled.”


“Thank you,” replied Love is still wrapped in a blanket.


“5 minutes left I wait on the balcony.”


Get out of the room and close the door. Smiling triumphantly at the expression of Love. The woman was shocked to wear only a large tshirt.


After the room came out. Love starts to go to the bathroom. Wash your face with warm water and immediately wear a dress given by Galang.


Kasih starts walking towards the balcony where Galang breakfast usually. He saw Galang who was busy reading the newspaper.


“Good morning,” Say hello give a smile.


“Pagi.” Putting newspapers on the table. “I order breakfast for you. You can eat. Sit!”


Love is sitting down immediately. It was like he felt dejavu. Love fingered the buttons on the clothes he was wearing. Worried that Galang will rebuke like yesterday.


After she thought everything was normal, she breathed in relief.


Wait... When I changed clothes earlier why there were so many red marks on my chest? Love is deep and think what sign it is.


Holding his chest while looking at Galang. Thought it would be impossible if the glass splashes up to the chest. Ah. maybe this is just the effect of soaking in the sea water, the Inner Love.


"Where was yesterday playing in water sport?”


“Funny. I forgot to leave Brother Jun because my father called to drain the pool,” replied Kasih. Remember to emphasize to Galang, if he was in the water sport with Jun, not Kris.


Basic.. still remember him about last night. No need to explain, I asked this morning to the water sport staff. Batin Galang while enjoying his coffee.


The bar began to stand up and go. Swiping her mouth with a tissue while glancing at Kasih's eyes.


“Pak, still want double espresso at 10 later in the office?” tanya Kasih makes sure that Galang does not interfere with his holiday.


“No... At 1 noon double espresso here," replied Galang before going to miss Kasih.


Ish.. address is no longer a holiday.., Inner Love while cutting fried sausage.


 


*****


Mr. Galang.


Let the spirit run wild…


Seriate…


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