Brakk
"Can't you do a good job!" A man's deep voice screamed in Arsyila Devina's ears.
"Sorry Mister!" Arsyila's lips trembled when Arham Alphanendra stared intently at her.
Quickly, Arsyila cleaned up the books she had just dropped. Arsyila took a broom and some cleaning tools.
Arham really likes cleanliness. In fact, he couldn't stand the dust around him.
"Help me clean myself!" Arham's orders cannot be denied.
Arsyila just nodded, she immediately pushed the wheelchair that Arham always sat in.
Several years ago Arham had an accident, his legs were paralyzed.
Arham has done a lot of treatment but the results are to no avail. However, Arham was still grateful because he only couldn't use his legs.
His hands and body can still move perfectly. After arriving at the bathroom, Arsyila lowered Arham from the wheelchair into the bathtub which had been filled with warm water.
"Sir, I'll wait outside." Arsyila immediately left there.
Arham can still undress himself. In fact, he can also wear his own clothes.
Arsyila just sat on the clean floor.
"When can I go home? My mother in the village will really want to meet me. Oh Allah, I feel strange here, every day I'm just stuck with Mr. Arham," whispered Arsyila.
Arsyila leaned her body against the wall of the room, without realizing it, drowsiness came and made Arsyila fall asleep there. Arsyila is so careless.
He sleeps while he's working? It's not surprising, because Arsyila couldn't sleep last night because she had to accompany Arham to work overtime in his office.
Meanwhile Arham. At this time he took his own clothes, he slowly put on his own clothes. Arham actually hates himself.
"I'm useless!"
"I can only be troublesome!"
"People don't care about me!"
That's all Arham thinks about, which makes him overthink and distance himself from the people around him.
Arham moved the electric wheelchair, how surprised he was when he found Arsyila asleep on the floor, leaning against the wall.
"Good grief." Arham shook his head.
Plakk
Arsyila's leg was hit with a broom handle, this of course caused Arsyila pain.
"S-sir!" Arsyila stammered.
"It's nice, sleeping during work hours. You know, I'm having trouble in the bathroom and you're sleeping instead!" Arham snapped.
"I'm sorry sir." Arsyila said nervously.
Arham approached the drawer currently in the room, he took out several files that he had not finished last night.
"Bring me food, I'll wait in the study!" Arham's order.
Arsyila just nodded, she couldn't argue with her master. Arsyila was also afraid of having to fight because this job was very valuable to Arsyila.
Arsyila was stared at sharply by the servants there, how could he not? They don't like Arsyila. Because Arsyila's position is so special in the house.
Arsyila is also lucky because just looking after Arham she can get a fairly large salary, unlike the servants in the house.
"Is it time for you to eat, sir?" asked the waiter.
"Yes." Arsyila answered.
Arsyila took the food to Arham's study, it felt like he had given up on the job. However, it was only because her mother was sick that Arsyila couldn't help but work there.
Arsyila looked at her master who was currently busy with his laptop screen. Arsyila immediately approached and fed her master as usual.
"After this, take a shower! I don't like dirty women." Arham said without looking at Arsyila.
"Yes sir, but you said another servant. Yesterday your lover came here." Arsyila said. "
Amanda coming?" Arham asked smiling faintly.
Arham really loves Amanda, what's more, only Amanda can accept Arham's shortcomings, who is paralyzed.
"Master, don't work too hard. Madam won't like it." Arsyila said.
"Tsk, does mommy care about me?" Arham clicked.
Arsyila was silent, while she was working there there were only servants there, no other family members.
He said his parents were abroad. However, Arsyila never saw them communicating via cell phone.
Arsyila saw that her master's lips were stained with food, she took a tissue and immediately wiped the remaining food on her master's lips without permission.
Arham was surprised, he looked at Arsyila's face which was right in front of him. His heartbeat was out of control, even now Arham felt awkward when he was near Arsyila.
"Done, sir, I'll go to the bathroom first." Arsyila said.
"Yes." Arham snapped.
Arham held his chest which was still beating, he was afraid that his cheeks would turn red from being close to Arsyila.
"Why is it that when I'm with Arsyila, I become a crazy guy." Arham muttered.
It's true that Arham worked overtime again tonight, and Arsyila was the one who had to accompany his master until he finished work.
Arsyila just kept quiet while occasionally looking at social media on her cell phone. Arsyila tied her long hair, Arsyila felt that she was very sleepy now.
"Get me a snack!" Arham ordered.
"Yes sir." Arsyila walked towards the kitchen, even though it was already night, there were still some of the servants there who had not slept.
"What do you want?" Ask the waiter there.
"Get snacks for master." Arsyila explained.
The waiter looked at Arsyila with one eye. However, this has become Arsyila's daily consumption.
It was only 3 months ago that Arsyila was there, but until now. No one wanted to be Arsyila's friend there.
They only greet each other when they have business. The rest of them are like strangers who accidentally met in that big, luxurious house.
Arsyila walked towards her master's room carrying some snacks and coffee which her master often consumed to keep her from falling asleep.
"Gosh, why do I feel hungry when I see food?" Arsyila muttered.
Arsyila lives hard there, Arsyila has a bigger salary than the others. However, Arsyila did not get any food there.
In fact, Arsyila only relies on used Arham glasses to drink. Arsyila even ate Arham's leftover food when Arham finished eating.
If Arham finished his food, it would be bad luck for Arsyila who had to endure her hunger until her master wanted to eat and left food for her on the plate.
"Sir, please." Arsyila said.
"Arsy, bring me the flash disk in the drawer!" Arham's order.
Arsyila looks for the flash disk, Arsyila will give the small, flat object to Arham.
But unfortunately, Arsyila's foot tripped onto Arham's work desk.
Brughh