"Sir, open the car door," said Mr. Josef when the car had stopped.
"Sir, can I just open the door for you? Isn't it usually me who always opens it for you?" asked Leta who was trying to get out of Mr. Josef's arms.
"From now on it's no longer allowed because you are my future wife, not my secretary," answered Mr. Josef.
"But,-
"Don't argue with me Leta, you know that if I'm denied then I like to strangle and kill people," said Mr. Josef which made Leta silent for a moment.
"Please sir," said the driver, inviting Mr. Josef out of his car.
Mr. Josef stretched his arms around Leta, but instead, he intertwined Leta's fingers with hers and got out of the car.
To his company, Mr. Josef didn't speak at all, but he still held Leta's hand until they sat side by side.
"Ouch, why are my eyes so sleepy, even though it's still morning, and I also just woke up because of the supportive atmosphere that makes me very sleepy?" muttered Leta who seemed to be yawning many times.
"Eh... what are you doing?" asked Leta, but Mr. Josef didn't answer his question, he just continued walking towards his private room, then laid Leta on the bed.
Mr. Josef hugged Leta who by that time had been pulled sideways by him to hug his body perfectly, even Mr. Josef put Leta's right hand on his stomach with Leta's head on his right arm.
"Sir ..." called Leta by tilting her head to look at the face of Mr. Josef who had closed his eyes.
"Hemm ..." said Mr. Josef as he slowly opened his eyes, and as soon as he looked back at Leta's face, Mr. Josef slowly covered the open lips warmly.
"Jeez, what did Mr. Josef do to me? Did he think I called him just wanting to kiss me?" Leta thought, but she was afraid to let go of their link first because Mr. Josef was very cold, and cruel even to him.
After being satisfied, Mr. Josef let go of their link and closed his eyes again, and Leta finally closed his eyes too.
"Master, wake up because it looks like the plane has arrived in the country," said Leta, who woke Josef up.
"Yes, I heard it too, let's just go downstairs because sleeping too long makes my head dizzy," said Mr. Josef.
Leta then led Mr. Josef off the plane to get into the car. "Let's just go home, Sir, we haven't gone to the office because my head hurts so bad," said Mr. Josef, who leaned on Leta's shoulder when they got into the car.
"Yes sir," said the driver.
The car drove towards Mr. Josef Harold's house until thirty minutes later the car was already in his yard. "We've arrived sir," said the driver, and Mr. Josef opened his eyes slowly.
"Sir, please help me bring Mr. Josef into the room," Leta asked when the driver had just opened the car door next to Mr. Josef.
"Okay, Miss. Come on, sir, you can help me down, and sorry, I'm asking for permission to touch your hand." The driver carried Mr. Josef's body into the room and lay on his bed.
"Miss, my suggestion is that you should clean your body with warm water first, then you will change all of your clothes with new ones because you usually change your clothes every time you come home from outside," explained the driver, reminding Leta.
"I am sir," said Leta, surprised.
"Yes, of course, it has to be Miss to do it, because if not Miss then who else? Isn't that what will become Mr. Josef's wife is Miss Leta," said the driver, reminding Leta that Leta couldn't argue with it anymore.
"Okay sir, Leta will do it," said Leta resignedly.
"That's right, then you'll excuse me Miss, and your advice is not to let Miss hurt you, because if you accidentally do it, Master usually kills that person right away," ordered another driver named Pak Imam.
"Thank you for reminding me," said Leta, who drank her saliva roughly.
Mr. Imam came out of his master's room and did not forget to close the door first, while Leta immediately prepared warm water and a clean small towel to wipe Mr. Josef's body.
"From which part did I do it first? I was so afraid that I would hurt her later, and if I did, my history would be over, even though I still want to get married, and have children first," Leta muttered, which Mr. Josef could still hear.
"Don't do it if you're afraid of me instead of strangling you later," said Mr. Josef who looked at Leta with a sharp gaze that made Leta startled, and sat on the floor with a trembling body.
"Sorry sir, I ask permission to clean your body with warm water, but first I want to take off your clothes sir," said Leta, she started by unbuttoning Josef's shirt first.
After all of Mr. Josef's clothes were removed, Leta began to wipe Mr. Josef's body with a towel that had been dipped in warm water. Leta first wiped the face and neck of Mr. Josef, then gently wiped his burly body until no upper body was missed.
"Raise him a little sir, because I want to dress you," said Leta, he tilted Mr. Josef's body to make it easier for him to dress him, while Mr. Josef just obeyed because his head hurt.
Leta wiped, and took off all of Mr. Josef's clothes with great struggle, let alone open, and wiped Mr. Josef's body from the bottom of his stomach to his feet, he did it with a trembling body and was very careful until finally, Leta was able to finish everything well.
"Gosh, what have I been thinking about? Remember Leta, don't imagine anything else, you just have to focus on taking care of and keeping Mr. Josef from getting well soon," Leta muttered while banging her head, because with a red face she imagined when she was changing, and put on new boxers for Mr. Josef, but while he was busy with his imagination suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Knock knock
"Just go in, I won't lock the door," said Leta from inside her room, she sat while massaging Mr. Josef's head, which he said still hurt.
Mr. Josef opened his eyes and looked at Leta with a sharp look that made Leta slightly away from fear, and surprise.
"Sorry sir, I'll just open it," said Leta, who knew that Mr. Josef didn't want any commotion in his room.
Check
"Come in, Bi, and just put it near the nightstand, later, I'll be the one to feed Master to eat," Leta said in a whisper, and pointed at the nightstand beside Mr. Josef.
"Yes, Miss," said the waiter, pushing the dining table up to the place where Leta had indicated earlier.
"Miss ... I just want to give you a message, if Mr. Josef is the type of man who finds it difficult to take medicine, then Miss must find a way so that the medicine must be taken, and not wasted." The maid reminded Leta to try her best to find a way to get Mr. Josef to take the medicine.