"H-huh?!" Asya was suddenly nervous, at the same time stiff. "Love me? You love me?" asked the girl to be sure. Yes, although she was nervous.
Sean rolled his eyes as he took a deep breath. "The paper you wanted, that yesterday. It only contained the words 'I love you'. That's all," said Sean.
Asya still looks confused. No, the girl was just still nervous about Sean's words. A few seconds after Sean's explanation, Asya immediately hissed.
"Oh my, how ambiguous. Tell me earlier! Don't say anything that can make me blush!" Asya shouted while lightly hitting Sean's arm.
Sean didn't care. "Why are you running in a hurry? Like being chased by a dog." The man asked, changing the subject.
"Oh, that …," Asya held back her words while glancing back, who knew Crish's figure was still behind her. However, thank goodness the man was gone. "Your brother was running this morning. Yes, I was just surprised. What if he finds out that I am the servant's daughter in your house?" asked Asya.
"Don't worry. Whether it's a servant girl or whoever you are, Crish won't care." Sean answered which made Asya immediately fell silent.
KYURUUUUUUK! GRRRNGGG!
Asya and Sean immediately gasped when they heard the voice earlier. The sound of rumbling stomachs and worms wanting breakfast. It made Asya glance at Sean.
"You are hungry?" asked Asya raising her eyebrows.
Sean chuckled. "Tch, what are you hungry for? What's clear is your stomach is growling." Sean said.
Asya just rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm really hungry. So I'm going to the cafe now, looking for some food." She said as she left Sean where she was. A few steps, only the sound of Asya's footsteps could be heard. However, Asya was not stupid, the girl also heard the footsteps of other people following behind her. She knew that the person behind him was Sean. Who else?
"Why are you following me?" asked Asya without turning her head.
"I want to go to a cafe too," replied Sean. "Oh no. The cafe isn't open yet." Sean answered.
Asya glanced at him for a moment. That's right, at this hour the cafe isn't open yet. How could Asya forget him? However, her gaze shifted to the chicken porridge shop by the roadside. The girl immediately smiled, without further ado Asya ran there, leaving Sean without a word.
"Sir, order a bowl of porridge. Lots of chicken and crackers, huh!" Asya exclaimed while taking a seat that was already available there, the porridge merchant agreed with a smile.
"Two, the porridge is two bowls," said Sean suddenly when the man's footsteps arrived, he immediately sat beside Asya while looking at his hands.
"All right, Son," said the porridge seller.
Asya was slightly wide-eyed when Sean sat beside her, the man looked relaxed. As if he didn't feel guilty.
"Why are you following me anyway?" asked Asya nervously.
"I have something to tell you," answered Sean to the point.
This made Asya frown. "What?" Asya is curious.
Sean didn't answer right away. The man glanced at Asya, looked deeply into Asya's eyes, for a long time, exactly like the gaze earlier when Asya accidentally bumped into Sean, and that made Asya uncomfortable.
"Your eyes are a little swollen. Did you cry last night?" Sean asked.
Asya raised her eyebrows. How did Sean know?
"Really? Ah, maybe because I stayed up late doing my homework," answered Asya casually.
"I heard you had a fight with your mother yesterday. Maybe I was one of the reasons. But, I just wanted to tell you, it's a risk you have to take when dealing with me. A lot of people stay away from me for the same thing. above you." Sean began. Meanwhile, Asya silently listened.
"But to be honest, I don't like it. I wanted to make friends with a lot of people, and didn't want to be respected because I was born in a rich family. I don't want that. I just want to find someone who can be a really sincere friend. That's all," continued Sean. "So it's up to you. If you want to stay away from me, that's fine. I just wanted to thank you for last night, Lathia seems quite envious of us." Sean glanced at Asya with a smile.
Asya froze, looking at Sean with a look that was difficult to interpret. For some reason, the man's words signaled to him that Sean was very lonely. Sean just opened up to him, what should Asya say? Even just seeing Sean's smile, managed to make Asya even more silent.
"Hey, did you hear that?" Sean broke Asya's silence.
"Ah yes! I know." That was all Asya could say. How awkward. "As my mother's daughter, I also understand what it's like to be lonely." Asya also started telling stories. "But with that, I can spend my own time understanding myself, doing what I like without anyone preventing it. If you need my help again, just come over. I don't mind," replied Asya with a stiff smile.
Sean was silent, digesting Asya's words. The girl looked very relaxed, and her reaction was very natural. Unlike other girls when he was around her, they reaction must have been very passionate and even seemed to be seeking attention with his. But Asya, looks normal as if Sean is not the son of a respected person.
"Yesterday you called me a thief, how did you react when you found out I was your master's son?" Sean asked changing the subject, for second time.
Before Asya answered, the girl first welcomed a bowl of ready-made chicken porridge, then put it on the table, took some crackers and a spoon. "Of course I'm quite surprised," said the girl as she shoved a spoonful of porridge into her mouth. "But it didn't really surprise me. Besides, you're hanging around on your roof, it's no surprise that you're Pak Arman's son." She explained honestly.
Sean just looked at Asya who was engrossed in her porridge. Indeed, the girl's reaction seemed normal, different from the other girls. That made Sean a little relieved.
After finishing breakfast with porridge and it was already six o'clock, Asya decided to immediately go to school. Today's picket was tough enough for her, so Asya had to come early in the morning so she could finish her class.
The girl stepped across the sidewalk without even saying anything to Sean, which annoyed Sean quite a bit.
"Hey, Lia!" Sean called, Asya immediately stopped her steps.
"What?" She asked.
Sean didn't answer right away. He pointed to some books on the customer's table. "You want to leave these books? It's an important book, right?" Sean then took the book, and handed it to Asya.
"Oh yeah! I forgot! Thank-"
"Hey look! Isn't that Senior Sean?"
Asya's words were cut short when several girls in high school uniforms came from the front sidewalk. The girls then became hysterical when they realized Sean's presence.
"Eh, right, Senior Sean, please!" One of the girls shouted. They then ran towards Sean, and without realizing it they cut the distance between Sean and Asya, until the book that Asya received from Sean immediately fell to the pavement.
Brugh!
Books fall. But the students didn't seem to care, there were some books that were stepped on and they didn't care about Asya, as if Asya was an invisible being.
Asya was about to bend down to pick up her book, but one of the girls managed to nudge her so that the girl sat on the ground hard. The girl was surprised. She was silent for a long time while thinking about something. While continuing to stare at Sean who is now surrounded by high school girls, Asya secretly clenched her fists. Alma's words suddenly rang in her ears.
'What are you doing with Sean?! He's Mama's master's son! Mama doesn't want our self-esteem to be trampled on because we dare to be close to our employer's family!'
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~To be continued~