Money Or Honey
Episode 56: Bad word selection

The scorching sun pierced through the cracks of the half-board walls, from the simple green house. In the living room, Petra who was busy watching TV shows, sniffing, smelling the fragrant aroma coming from the kitchen.

At this time, Hiyola was busy preparing the afternoon for herself and the two temporary residents. Since this morning, he and Petra have not stopped arguing about Robert's whereabouts. Petra, a boy, does not dare to wake her master, while Hiyola may kill Robert while trying to wake the man if Petra does not stop him. As a result, they decided to wait until Robert woke up and became aware of his actions.

"Gosh, I don't know how long it's been, I don't enjoy this nice break," said Petra, sitting in her henchmen's arms, pecking at the tv remote, chuckling occasionally.

Since becoming an assistant in the Kohler family, Petra has drastically changed from a talkative man, to someone who is often cold and stiff like his boss.

"Ah, I hope, Mr. Robert will lie down a little longer, and..."

No sentence Petra ended a voice from her shocking side.

"Where is this?"

Petra with a movement of four five, immediately jumped from her sitting. The attitude of the previous Santui, changed drastically. Robert sat down while holding his head that felt dizzy.

"Peter? What are you doing here? And, why am I here? What is this place?"

All those question sentences, just came out of Robert's mouth. Petra who saw him could shake his head to tell him what had happened, but, when Hiyola came in with food, Robert stood up.

"Why are you?" ask, spontaneously.

Hiyola did not answer. He deliberately ignored the whereabouts of Robert. The full face asked the boss, only Petra could reply with a gesture, 'I will explain, Mister'

"Do you want to eat or just go?" ask Hiyola. He did not look at Robert. The question that sounded jutek was addressed to Petra.

"It's up to you" Petra replied, throwing her gaze at the man who was still standing in confusion.

Robert was still standing, scratching his non-itchy nape. Both of his brows furrowed, staring at Hiyola and Petra alternately. I don't know who dragged him until he ended up in this strange house.

"Some one can explain, why am I in this strange place?"

Hearing Robert's question, Hiyola almost threw a rice pitcher at her, however, Petra immediately interrupted quickly.

"I think we're going home now. Come, sir.." said Petra, extending her hand toward the door.

Robert bergeming. After seeing the whole house, and some photos on display, now he knows he is in the residence of Hiyola.

"I'm hungry! We're eating just left" said Roberts. He paid absolutely no heed to Hiyola's stern gaze towards her.

Now that he had thought a little hard, Robert had remembered everything. Starting from the trip to the hotel with anger, until he ended up in a nightclub, I unknowingly came to this greenhouse. Which, the only cause of losing control of himself, is now putting a face full of hostility on him.

In an indifferent manner, Robert took the plate that Hiyola had prepared on the table. Without orders, or permission, he immediately took a spoonful of rice, fried noodles and egg rolls. Hiyola and Petra throw each other a strange look at Robert's behavior. Occasionally stubborn, angry indistinctly, then back to being caring and behaving as if nothing happened.

"Why are you just looking at me? Come eat. Jagan sungkan," he said while grinning.

Really, if the attitude is like this, Hiyola so lost his appetite. It seems like after getting drunk, Robert has already lost his mind.

"You eat, Petra. Sorry, because I only have fast food,"

"Oh, no problem, miss. I haven't enjoyed instant noodles like this for a long time. Right, Mister?" said Petra, who saw Robert eating so voraciously.

Because he was chewing, Robert could only nod. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he immediately refuted one of Petra's words that had gone wrong earlier.

"I told you! She is Hiyola's mistress, stop calling her miss!" ketus roberth, go back to eating his food.

Hiyola. He was stunned to hear Robert's words just now. This man always managed to make her upset and happy at the same time, however, since the time was fired, Hiyola had decided not to be weak, nor affected by Robert's attitude.

However, before moving on, Robert, who was focusing on eating, suddenly grasped his hand.

"Where are you? Your husband is eating!" said it.

Hiyola hurriedly released Robert's grip on her hand. Without much comment, he immediately sat down, returning to his original position. Honestly, he currently does not have more energy to serve Robert. Seeing the change in Hiyola's attitude, Robert somehow missed the moment where they always fought and fought each other's mouths.

Ten minutes later, Robert and Petra put the dishes together, as did Hiyola. The three of them went through lunch in a silent atmosphere.

Finished with her meal, Petra helps Hiyola bring the dishes and all their cutlery to the kitchen, while Robert is busy looking at the house and even the photos on the wall. His smile was engraved as he looked at the portrait of little Hiyola with his mother, father and a girl who was thought to be his sister.

"I'm going ahead to heat up the master's car" said Petra who first came out of the kitchen.

Robert nodded, his gray eyes still focused on Hiyola's cute childhood portrait.

"What are you laughing at?" hiyola asked from the kitchen.

Robert, who turned his head quickly, saw Hiyola touching his forehead. With a worried face he approached Hiyola who was still half way to the living room.

"You okay?" ask Roberts. Her hands sassyly touching Hiyola's forehead made the girl fixated on the spot.

Whether this Robert has feelings or not, Hiyola definitely hates his ever-changing attitude. He quickly retreated, then looked at Robert's face seriously.

"What did you do?" sergeant Hiyola.

Robert looked at his hand that was still warm after touching Hiyola's forehead. He quickly regained Hiyola's hand, about to take her out.

"What did Master do? Release me!" ketus Hiyola again threw her hand. Her eyes were reddening withstanding the crying. Though he had made up his mind to no longer care about anything Robert did, but the man again influenced all his decisions.

"You need to get back to the hospital! Your body is so hot!" roberth. The worried look was clearly emblazoned on his handsome face.

Hiyola smiled obliquely. "I'm fine, Sir. Better you go home, now," Hiyola replied.

Robert shakes his hair. "You're really stubborn! If something happens to you, how?" his snapping was frustrating. He then again grabbed Hiyola's arm, playing again on the tepis. His eyes were so sad to look at Robert.

"Don't act like you care" said Hiyola.

Roberth clucking. "Are you saying this because you have another man by your side?" his cynicism. This haughty face and intimidation were the things Hiyola hated the most from a Robert.

"Sorry sir, you better go home. I'm afraid, your wife might be worried about dying" Hiyola said.

Robert snorted, his gray eyes staring at Hiyola sharply. "Don't switch the conversation, Hiyola Anastasia!" ketus Roberth who knows very well if Hiyola is currently trying to divert the conversation.

"I'm not diverting. I was giving advice, looking at the phone calls that kept coming in from earlier," Hiyola replied with her eyes toward the phone in Robert's pants pocket.

Because call after call kept ringing, Robert decided to turn off his phone.

"Look! I don't care who you're related to. But, one thing you have to remember, you are still my wife, so make sure your closeness does not make you forget the status you are standing for!" roberth said at length. Without waiting for Hiyola's reply, he immediately sauntered out, heading towards the front of the complex following Petra who had already left first.

Hiyola could only look at Robert's departure wistfully. After the man lost his distance, Hiyola immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Sorry for my attitude, sir. But I did it because I didn't want to misunderstand every side of your good.

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