The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants

The Struggle of Mr. Love. Arrogants
CHAPTER 27#Start sympathy#1


“Bik, young master have eaten?” dyana asked the waiter she had asked for help delivering food to Frans' room.


“Udah non. In fact ask for an add.” Said at the waiter giggling considering Frans who initially refused to eat the porridge, uh his ends even asked to be brought another bowl.


“Thank God then.” Dyana.


“And his doctor has come yet bik?” Ask Dyana again. He just remembered that Doctor Frans is coming.


“Udah non. And the doctor sir also came home.” replied the aunt while walking towards the kitchen.


Dyana followed the waiter from behind. Because only the servants in Frans' house can he bring a talk because Frans did not know that Dyana is still in his house.


“kok fast really his doctor home?” dyana asked as she picked up an apple on the table.


“so his doctor said that young master is better.” The waiter answered while putting a small plate and a small knife on the table, near Dyana sitting holding an apple.


“sini non I open the apple.” Bargain the waiter politely.


“Ah, no need bik. I can open by myself.”Reject Dyana kindly, while taking the knife that the waiter put on the small plate.


Dyana began peeling the skin of the apple with the small knife.


“Si Frans is often sick huh bik?” dyana asked the waiter. To be honest, Dyana actually asked this not because she cared or even kepo about Frans' life. But this he did because he was bored. And he needs people to talk to. He tried to call Marcus, but Marcus's phone was off. Dyana believes Marcus is at Jasmin's house. Because it was supposed to be today they both attended a lunch invitation from Jasmin yesterday. It's just that Frans got sick that Dyana finally landed as a nurse in Frans' current home while Marcus must have fulfilled the lunch invitation alone.


“young master it can actually be said quite often pain anyway non. But yes, the pain is sick - the pain is that.. It can only be said routine anyway.” Answer the waiter.


“means?” Dyana somehow because she just woke up somehow because she did not understand so ask the aunt to explain it again.


“Summarly it's young master that soy sauce will definitely be non fever. It was before. That's why the young master is not allowed by the mistress to take care of many things outside the office. I remember back when Mr. Frans' office did a family gathering event, wuih the return of young master sick non. And that makes the pain so long because his appetite likes to say that he is sick.” Obviously the waiter.


“oo.. so physical Frans is weak huh?” Thought Dyana.


“but today non Dyana profit is here and took the initiative to make young master porridge otherwise I am sure hassles ask young master to eat.” Said the waiter.


“please if my self-existence here is of any use as well.” Mumbles Dyana, original.


“yeee si enon mah not aware how great enon services today so consider this as a matter of course. This is a miracle in my opinion. But by the way that porridge recipe can I ask not non? Let me make it for young master. Where know one day young master nanyaain non artificial porridge again or where know one day young master is sick again and there is no appetite, I can make it for him.” Said the waiter.


“by.” Answer Dyana. “but there are conditions!” Dyana said with a smile.


“wadduh if use gini terms I become afraid of non. Afraid of not being able to meet the requirements of Miss Dyana.” Reply to the waiter with a hearty face who feels that Dyana will definitely give her heavy requirements.


“bibik calm down. The requirements are not heavy. Bibik enough to make me fried rice but I want it mixed with practical spices rendang gitu. So do not use ready-to-eat fried rice seasoning. Instead of using ready-made condiments rendang.” Clearly Dyana while imagining eating fried rice rendang flavor.


“What non? The fried rice seasoning is replaced with rendang seasoning? So what is the taste of fried rice?” Ask the waiter with a frown.


“ntar bibik feel how my favorite fried rice taste.” Dyana cried while laughing.


“Si miss is beautiful - there is a crazy idea of cooking. Where are non people cooking fried rice with rendang seasoning? Meningan eat rendang with rice all at non.” Reveal the waiter.


“Udah bik, bibik don't have much to protest. There's a ready aunt I asked for. Let me also quickly give the secret recipe from my magic porridge to bibik.” Said Dyana while continuing to eat apples that have been cut into small parts.


“Oke I cook nih fried rice magic request non. But I do not take responsibility if it feels strange on the tongue non later.” Before cooking, the waiter needs to put himself in a safe position first. Do not let the beautiful lady even vomit because eating fried rice oplosan made.


“non aja. I do not need to be divided.hahaha.” as long as the aunt laughs.


The two of them chatted in the room and then suddenly..


“bik!! Young master!! Young master!” exclaimed one of the servants who ran from the direction of Frans' room above.


“Bik! Why tuch!” Dyana panicked to hear someone screaming from Frans' room.


“Talk non!” Say it in the bibik and immediately turn off the stove fire.


Dyana and the waiter ran straight to Frans' room. A few other servants also ran there.


“ada what?” dyana asked the waiter who looked panicked at the door.


“Young master's skin appears strange rashes!” The servant cried. Apparently when he was about to put a new glass of water in Frans' room he accidentally saw there were strange rashes on Frans' hands. Then the waiter looked at Frans' feet and it turned out that the same rash was there. So he thought that most likely all over his young master's body was the same rash. In addition, Frans' body was very hot.


“Not that Frans was okay bik??” dyana asked the waiter beside her.


“Ia non I'm sure Mr. Frans was fine when the doctor left him. Even I saw with my own eyes when he took medicine from a non.” doctor The servant's light.


Dyana went straight into Frans' room. Bodo very currently Frans is sleeping or not, the important thing is that Dyana must see for herself Frans situation.


Dyana approaches Frans and uncovers Frans's sleeve. “ruam what is this?” dyana murmured in the heart. “The body is also very warm!” thought Dyana. Then Dyana also revealed a little collar Frans shirt to see if the rash was all over Frans' body or only in his hands and feet. And turns..


“It looks like his whole body there is this rash bik.” Dyana cried to the servant.


“Okay how is this non!”the waiter panicked.


“Quick bibik call the doctor back to come here.” Said Dyana with a face that also followed panic.


“good non!!”


The waiter called back the doctor who came by this afternoon.


“doctor it will soon arrive non because it turns out he is not far away and just finished eating with his colleagues around this area.” Said the waiter.


Dyana who heard that the doctor was going to come back soon could not immediately calm down. What if there's nothing on Frans while the doctor hasn't arrived yet.


Dyana finally decided to call Marcus. Dyana Marcus knows what to do while waiting for the doctor to arrive.


Dyana goes down to pick up her phone which she left in the room.


Arriving in Dyana's room immediately look for Marcus' number and press that number.” Hopefully the phone is back on.” Dyana said softly.


“Hallo Marcus!!” Dyana said as soon as the call was connected.


***connected..


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