I Love You, Young Master.
Part 7's

In a white room a woman was still lying with her eyes closed indicating that the woman was asleep. But his slumber had to be interrupted by the knocking of the door and the yelling of a middle-aged woman.

"Firanda awake! See what time it is?" the middle-aged woman shouted behind the door of Firanda's room.

Yes, the woman who was sleeping soundly was Firanda. After returning home to her grandfather's house, Firanda decides to go straight home to her apartment and sleep. Because a few days ago he did not sleep regularly because he had to prepare some important files to apply for a job.

"Yes Aunt I'll wake up." Firanda replied with a special sound of waking up.

With a little forced her end Firanda got off her mattress and stepped towards the bathroom to wash her face to make it look fresher. After finishing Firanda came out of her room and went to the kitchen to meet the maid prepared by Grandpa and his father.

"What's the bi's taste?" firanda asked as she was near her maid.

"Well see what aunt cooks?" said her maid turned around and asked Firanda.

"Well the aunt didn't answer my question, it was back to asking" Firanda said, shaking her head. But he also saw what was being cooked by his maid.

"Ouh soup." continued again with a nod of his head when he saw what food was being cooked by his maid.

"Yes, this afternoon the air was very cold. So auntie decided to cook the soup so you wouldn't get too cold later." said the maid as she continued to stir the soup. While Firanda again nodded her head when she heard the words of her maid who did have her right.

"I I'm waiting in aunt's TV room" Firanda said before leaving her maid in the kitchen alone.

"Yes." Yeah." Firanda went to the TV room and started turning on the TV and looking for a good movie to watch in this cold weather.

Soon her maid came with a bowl of soup that she had cooked. The maid also placed her soup on the table that was provided in the TV room.

"Well, is it just one bowl?" firanda asked puzzledly when she saw her maid only carrying one bowl of soup.

"Is one bowl not enough? " said her maid turned to ask Firanda.

"One bowl is just enough for me aunty, then aunty how?" firanda.

"Oh, if your aunt doesn't have enough soup. Uh turns out one bowl for aunt anyway."

"Yes, one bowl for aunty. Let's eat together here." Firanda replied.

"No need, aunt let's eat in the kitchen." refused the maid gently.

"Well, why? Aunt shy?" firanda asked as she blew her slightly hot soup niup.

"Yes" answered honestly.

"Why should I be ashamed? We have met for one week, why should be ashamed." said Firanda casually

The maid could only sigh and finally obey the wishes of her master's granddaughter.

Indoneszian.

Currently in Indonesia pointed at one in the morning, a man staggered towards his door and tried to open it, but he had not yet reached the doorknob. The door of his house was opened by a middle-aged woman, the middle-aged woman could only sigh to see her son who always came home at night drunk.

"Well till when do you keep going so dika?!" the middle-aged woman shouted at Dika, Firanda's former lover.

"I'm tired of Mom, I don't have time to argue." replied Dika as she walked past her Mama.

"Stop!" yelled the Mama.

Ignoring Mama's screams, she continued walking towards the stairs.

"They! Mommy said stop!" yell again, Mother.

"I'm tired of Mom, tomorrow if Mommy wants to scold me." Dika replied by shouting as well.

While his mother can only stroke his chest patiently when she saw the behavior of her child who he can no longer control. Shortly from the door of the room a middle-aged man approached the middle-aged woman and rubbed her back.

"Patience, maybe he was wanting to be alone" said the middle-aged man who is believed to be Dika's father.

"When do you want to go? It has been one week that she left early in the morning blind, and returned to midnight drunk continuously." said Mama Dika by leaning her head on the chest of her husband's field.

"He was just regretting the decision he took, if it improved he would no longer go home drunk again" said Dika's father won the wife.

"Hopefully." said Mama Dika.

"Yasudah mending us back to the room. "take Dika's father by bringing the wife to his room to rest.

Indeed, it has been one week, Dika always leave early in the morning, then he will go home at midnight or could have gone home early like tonight with a state of heavy drunk.

After severing her relationship with stepmom Firanda, Dika becomes very crazy for having to lose the very woman she would have been a few years ago in order to belong to her, but because of his stupidity and because of the temptation of stepmom Firanda, makes him have to lose the woman he has wanted from the past. Not only was he disappointed in himself, but his parents were also disappointed in him because he preferred pebbles in comparison to choosing diamonds.

Inside the room Dika was hugging a photo of herself kissing Firanda's cheek from the side in a city park that is quite famous in Jakarta.

"I'm sorry dear. "given her by rubbing the face of Firanda who was smiling sweetly when she kissed Firanda from the side.

Due to the influence of too much alcohol, Dika ended up falling on the mattress with a position that still hugs the photo of herself with Firanda.

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