The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
23. Giving Supply

"Male or not? Mean mama?"

"Just think about it, is it possible that Jasson is interested in Lico. They're always together."

"Obviously dong ma they're always together, because Lico's right-hand man is Jasson."

"Stay away. Mama is not sure. Please help my dear mother. Okay!!"

"Gita will try ma." Gita said limp.

"Mommy's glad to hear that."

Now Gita is climbing the stairs with laziness.

" Can I? How's it?"

Tok to tok.

There's no answer.

Is he asleep? Gita opened the door slowly. And sure enough Jasson was lying down and furniture in that doorway. Gita closed the door slowly. Walking closer to see Jasson, either asleep or not and it turns out already. Gita immediately walked towards the sofa clearly visible from there Jasson's peaceful face. There's no scary face there.

If only the face was like that every second. Maybe I wouldn't worry about being around him. Gita lay down her body she lay while looking straight at the man far away.

....

The morning arrived as usual Gita was built first. He immediately cleaned himself in the bathroom. When he finished, he dried the hair. Now Jasson was awake when he looked around and entered the bathroom.

"What am I supposed to do? Where do I start?" Instantly Gita remembers her conversation with Monik.

Gita moved her feet towards the bed quickly she tidied up the bed.

After the Gita is done heading to the clothing room, put the clothes on the mattress.

He walked towards the glass window that was still covered by curtains as soon as he opened it.

How strange why didn't Gita leave the room? Wouldn't Jasson be in the bathroom Gita wouldn't be there?

Gita casually tidied up Jasson's workspace.

I don't know what he's thinking right now.

As the bathroom door opened, Jasson stepped onto the bed with a towel wrapped around her waist.

Gita looked at the back of Jasson who was heading towards the bed.

"Ekhemm" Gita deliberately cleared her throat so that Jasson would not change her clothes in the room.

Jasson immediately turned around when he heard Deheman arrive.

"Hey are you crazy? " Jasson stared at Gita who was holding a bell in her staircase.

"Sorry sir, I'm cleaning your room." Gita said as she continued her activities and ignored Jasson's gaze.

"Hey, what are you doing? Can't you not cause trouble?"

Ii'm sorry. I'm forced!

"No sir, I'm just tidying up your room I don't intend for anything else."

"How dare you answer?" Jasson immediately grabbed the clothes located there he immediately went into the bathroom.

"Huu, it's a good thing that he's gone right away." Gita rubbed her chest feeling safe.

"Did I just run away? Don't let him get mad." Gita was about to step up but the intention was undone.

"Ah, no no. I haven't done anything yet. I can't be a coward." Gita walked towards the sofa she slightly tidied up the position of the sofa.

Before long Jasson out using a white shirt adds to the good looks of a Jasson alone let alone the hair is still a little messy.

Gita stepped closer as Jasson was entering the dressing room and Jasson was raising her collar to put her tie on.

"Sir.." Gita's approaching.

"Don't fuck me!!" Jasson said without looking at Gita.

"Master please don't be angry!" Gita slightly shifted Jasson's body to look at him. Gita quickly tiptoed and helped put the tie on.

"What are you doing." Jasson said, but he did not refuse and just stayed in his position.

"Have it!!" Said Gita now the toe is flat.

Jasson looked at herself in the mirror and then at Gita.

"Sir, I don't touch you I just touch the tie. And I'm sorry I touched my arm a little to shift." Gita said.

I don't know why Jasson pulled the corner of the lip up but when Gita lifted her face quickly Jasson was flat.

"Not too bad, looks like your duties are increasing!" Jasson said as she moved closer to the dresser.

"Dry!"

Jasson sat in that little chair.

"All my hair!!" Flat talk.

Gita smiled a little as she dried the hair and tidied it as well as she could.

"Get me my shoes!"

Gita quickly picked up Jasson's shoes she crouched down to wear them at Jasson's feet.

"All my suits,"yani

iapnya again.

Gita took the suit and he also took Jasson's briefcase so as not to go back and forth.

Jasson stood up and immediately walked out of the room and was followed by Gita.

"This sir is your breakfast." Gita smiled.

"Sit down!" Jasson.

"God." The gita doesn't understand.

"Eat. Don't let you faint and trouble me!" Jasson said, putting food in his mouth.

"Are you kidding me?" Gita said as she looked at the good food in front of her.

" Third count. 1, 2." Gita quickly sat down next to Jasson. Take the food he likes.

The dinner finally finished when there was talk.

Jasson stepped towards the front door of the Mansion followed by the Gita.

Jasson reached out her hand asking for the bag but strangely her not the bag she got but the tiny hand of a gita.

Gita immediately slapped the hand and kissed it quickly gita gave the bag and stepped back a little.

It was clear that the Gita was scared to death. How dare he do that.

At this time Jasson is still sculpting and the ladder is still in a hanging position. He stared intently at the dumbfounded gita.

It was as if he was asking for an explanation!

"What are you doing!" Jasson said he lowered his hand and went back to normal.

"Sorry sir, I was." What I've done my God I don't believe.

"What's? You're obviously breaking the rules!"

"Sorry sir, I saw Papa Janes passing by. I'm just showing that there's no problem between these relationships."

"really?" Jasson said as he stepped closer towards the Gita.

"Why are you lying. Even if you lie a little! " Jasson says quietly to Gita's ears.

Jasson straightened his body.

And immediately enter the car that was parked earlier there.

"Where's Papa Janes?" Gita said to the doorman after Jasson's car had passed.

"Mr Janes was gone a few hours ago Madam!"

"A few hours ago?" Gita was too embarrassed to say that to Jasson.

Gita passed by while cursing her stupidity.

...

"Sir, did you read the map yesterday?"

Said Lico who was standing next to Jasson's big chair.

"Are you not misinformed?"

Jasson folded his arms and propped up his chin.

"I've checked everything sir. And all the data is true."

" Great too. I think he's a regular guy. For sure you should keep an eye on that woman lest she take any odd action."

"I mean sir, Mrs Brigitta?" Jasson looked at Lico.

"Okay sir, I understand."

Has Mr Jasson started to like Mrs Brigitta? Why is his behavior so strange.

…

"Have you done your job, Gita?" Ask the moniker who noticed the Gita watering the plants.

The Gita stops and approaches the Monik.

"So Gita has tried a little ma" said Gita slowly.

"What are you doing?"

"Pairing a tie, tidying up his hair, and kissing Jasson's hand while he's off to work." Monika frowned.

"Isn't this common?"Now it was Gita who frowned.

"No ma, Gita did this for the first time."

Monik.

" Is it as bad as your relationship?"

Gita was silent.

"Hem, well mama understands, but there's been an improvement. Later in the day go to Jasson's office prepare provisions for him!"

"To his office? But ma Gita."

"Mama told you to."

"Good ma!"

...

The Gita is now in front of a very large building.

"Will he get angry?" Gita stepped her foot in. This time he came in safely. Because the guard knew Gita.

Tok tok tok tok

Lico walked open the door.

"Why did you come here?" lico said that he really did not know that the Gita would come.

" I want to give provisions for my husband" he said slowly through the door.

Husband? rarely is.

Seen from a distance Jasson is still cool with his laptop. Gita stepped closer.

"Who's co?" Jasson asked still coolly with the thing in front of him.

"This master is me.."

Feeling Jasson's strange voice immediately stopped his activity.

Jasson looked at Gita and also Lico who had just stepped closer.

"I bring you supplies, sir." said Gita while lifting the object in her hand.

"Did I ask for it? Are you starting again? Do you want to see me angry!"

At this moment the Gita was already trembling in fear of her legs as if unable to stand up.

"Why did you get out of the mansion? Have you been allowed to do so with me?"

Gita shakes.

"This is the orders of the great madam."

" Don't lie. Were you on purpose? maybe you want to play out there? so you pretended to come here after that on the way you met your lover?"

Gita rounded her eyes.

A lover? why does he think that.

"I'm honest, sir. If you don't believe you can call the lady. I also came with the private driver."

"Do you rule me? You dare?"

"sorry. Sorry Mr." Gita.

"Go home!!"

Gita's gonna put that stuff on Jasson's desk.

"Don't leave that. Bring it home too!"

Was he that cruel I've been trying to cook specifically for him. Maybe I'll take her home?

"Why is it still here?"

"Okay, I'll go sir."

Gita looked at Lico she thought for a moment.

"Mr Lico.."

Lico raised both eyebrows.

"This is for you, I cooked it hard. There's no way I'm taking this home." Gita said a little louder for Jasson to hear.

"Please don't reject it. Appreciate my efforts!" Gita quickly came out she did not want if Jasson scolded her because the word was a little satirical.

The madam dared to say something like that in front of Mr. Jasson.

And sure enough Jasson was staring at Lico sharply.

"Are you going to eat it?"

Lico died of a tick from Jasson's strange gaze.

To be continued