Roy and Sira were already in front of the rental house Roy had talked about. The place was quite clean and a little cool.“Is this the place?” Sira confirmed, while looking at Roy's face, whose face was a little doubtful.“I think it is. I forgot a little. So it doesn't matter if we ask the owner,” Roy replied scratching his unruly head.Sira nodded, she understood. Maybe Roy had looked for a place to live a few years ago, of course he would easily forget.“But where can we find the owner,” said Sira feeling confused. Roy was equally confused. He just realized with Sira's question.Before that, the man came towards them. He was wearing a special uniform, probably one of the guards of the rental house.“Who are you looking for?” Asked the man with a slightly friendly face. But it was clear that he didn't like the arrival of Sira and Roy.“Do you know the owner of this rental house. We'll ask about the details,” Roy replied with a wide smile. Trying to be friendly in front of the old ma
Sira couldn't stop smiling. She was very grateful for finding the place she had dreamed of all this time.“In the middle of a crowded city? I never even imagined there would be a place this quiet,” Sira shouted happily. Roy had left earlier, before offering to help her move her belongings. But Sira shook her head, she was only carrying one bag. That was enough to make Roy wonder.But Roy didn't bother, he went back to his apartment. Because they had to work again in the evening. And Sira intended to rest right away.“Why is Ros so nice? Even this room is equipped with kitchen furniture that is quite complete. So I don't have to buy any more,” Sira muttered as she flipped over on the soft mattress.“Oh my God. Are my prayers slowly being answered?” Sira said before closing her eyes.The alarm on her cell phone went off. Sira hurriedly got up and went straight to the bathroom. She cleaned herself quickly, for fear of being late.“I have to be quick. I can't be late again, otherwise Mrs.
Sira appeared in front of the kitchen door, her clothes in disarray. With her hair in disarray, chef Brian frowned, then approached Sira.“Sira? What's wrong? You look really messed up. What happened in the VIP room?” chef Brian asked with many questions.Sira remained silent, then waltzed away from chef Brian's presence and returned to the dishwashing area. There was already a large pile of dishes to be cleaned up.The girl exhaled harshly, “This is the first time I want to cry and laugh at the same time. Why is my life's destiny being played with so much,” Sira muttered as she rolled up her clothes, preparing to wash the dishes.“This is not right. Come with me, and tell Mrs. Liem everything.” Chef Brian immediately pulled Sira's arm to go to Mrs. Liem's office.“What for Chef? There's no way Mrs. Liem will defend me, she'll just scold me even more,” Sira replied quickly. Refusing Chef Brian's invitation to meet with Mrs. Liem.“You're wrong Sira! This isn't about whether Mrs. Liem
Roy ran towards the kitchen. His steps were obviously hurried and his breathing was a little labored.“Where's Sira?” Roy asked quickly when he only found chef Brian in the kitchen.“What are you looking for me for?” said Sira who had just come out of the kitchen.Roy immediately approached Sira, looked at the girl's body and hugged her. For a few minutes Sira let Roy hold her body. she understood that Roy was worried about Sira's condition who had just been beaten by Jesi.“I'm sorry. I should have been there to help you.” Roy gently stroked Sira's hair then he released the hug and looked at Sira gently with compassion.“Thank you for your concern, Roy. But I don't think you need to interfere in my problems,” Sira replied looking seriously into Roy's eyes. Their gazes met, talking over each other's thoughts without the need for words.Roy exhaled harshly, “I don't understand why you could get into trouble with Jesi. Though as far as I know, Jesi is quite famous for not caring about o
Sira stared at the window of her room, working at a nightlife venue made her have to reverse time. The day was for resting and the night was for working. Even so, Sira was still grateful that she had gotten a job in a decent place.“I wonder what I'm going to do with all this money,” Sira said quietly as she looked at her cell phone with the number in her savings. As it was late afternoon and the sun was not shining too brightly, Sira smiled proudly at herself for having so much savings.“Looks like after work, I have to buy some things for the house. Maybe I should buy some clothes too,” Sira muttered, looking at her closet which only contained a few shabby clothes.Sira got up from the balcony of her room. She quickly cleaned up and was ready to go to work.“Good afternoon, Sira.” Ros, the elderly woman who owned the rental house, suddenly greeted Sira as she was about to lock the door from the outside.“Good afternoon, Ros. I just saw you after a few days. I hope you're doing well,
It was still quite some time after work, but Roy was already in the kitchen with Sira.“It's still quite a while. Why have you already changed into your regular clothes?” asked Sira, looking strangely at Roy who had just been standing there.“My work is done. The visitors are not too crowded, so I can relax quickly,” Roy replied lightly. He walked casually towards the pantry and ate some snacks.“Is that so?” replied Sira who was still busy cleaning up the kitchen together with the food delivery man. Until now Sira didn't know the man's name, and Sira was reluctant to ask first.“Who is that man?” Roy asked Sira and pointed at the delivery man.“He's a part-time worker, while Chef Brian is off work,” Sira replied without looking at Roy. Her deft hands were still focused on cleaning up the kitchen where she had been cooking.“Do you have an agenda today?” asked Roy with his hands picking at the snacks.“Of course. I intend to buy some things for the house and maybe some clothes,” Sira
Sira was startled out of her sleep, she had just clearly seen Damian's shadow enter her house. Then quickly checked the clock on her cell phone which was not far from Sira's reach.“Oh my. It's already afternoon. I slept for so long.” Sira rubbed her face roughly, her breath still coming in frightened gasps.“It's lucky I'm off work today,” Sira continued with a slight sigh of relief and began to organize.Sira walked towards her kitchenette, immediately poured water into a glass and gulped it down without a trace. Her breathing was still labored, the clothes she wore were slightly soaked with sweat.“How refreshing,” said Sira, pouring water into the glass again and downing it. Sira walked towards the balcony of her room, enjoying the afternoon view as usual. She smiled softly when a small breeze hit her face.“It's so good today. The more days go by, the more grateful I feel for having been given this kind of life,” Sira muttered to herself, looking at the city in the distance.Whil
The sound of Damian's heavy breathing blew near Sira's ear. Then quickly pecked Sira's slender neck, making the girl jump in surprise.“Please stop! This isn't right. I'm not your lover, and I'm not your slave either!” Sira made a slight noise of annoyance. She was very annoyed with Damian for suddenly appearing.Damian stared at Sira's face for a long moment, “You are my slave and mine. Remember that at all times!” he retorted.“No! I have no business with you. I'm not part of the Mario family. Believe me, I'm just an adopted child who isn't considered by him,” said Sira in a soft voice. That was the truth, while living with Mario's family, Sira was made into a slave full of torment.“Speaking of Mario's family. I've found it, and am making that family suffer. It's just that Mario hasn't shown up yet. You must be happy to hear that.” Damian stared at Sira's face in the low light. But Sira, on the other hand, sighed softly and looked away.“Don't you like hearing it?” continued Damian