Hidden Rich Man's
Part 42's
Fenny just finished jogging. More lepatnya only come out with a style like that, but he did not run but a leisurely walk and more to take pictures to be uploaded to medsosnya. To look like a healthy life like his friends who always post photos of exercising. He cannot lose. If the matter of conceited bragging, he should be number one.
Fenny sits in the front garden chair of the main house. He saw Danesh from there.
“Heh, you, poor man.” Fenny called out to Danesh who was currently washing the car belonging to Grand Master Rey which numbered ten.
“What?”
“Ke here.” Fenny asks haughtily for Danesh to approach.
Danesh put the sponge into the bucket. His feet swung towards his sister-in-law.
“Take me a black coffee without sugar, but give me a tablespoon of salt plus a squeeze of lime in it,” the word is very strange.
Danesh smelled bad smells from Fenny's request. “Can't you ask for normal?”
“Heh! The waiter, just according to his employer. Or, I will complain to my Papa if you do not obey my orders,” threatened Fenny seriously.
“Review if you don't drink.” Danesh was about to step into the house through the garage door. Fenny called back.
“What else?”
“Add raw egg also in it,” added Fenny.
“Gila ...,” ponytail Danesh. He continued his way to a special dirty kitchen for cooking located near the garage.
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“This.” Danesh thrusts the glass with everything Fenny asked for.
Fenny took something out of his pocket. He put a powder that he knew what it was into a glass held by Danesh. “Minum,” Fenny's orders. His lips smiled cynically at Danesh.
“You asked for it, you should drink too,” Danesh. He put the glass he brought to the empty seat beside Fenny.
“Here I am his master, you must obey my orders!” fenny exclaimed arrogantly.
“I whip my Papa if you don't drink it,” threatens Fenny.
“Please.” Danesh doesn't care, that drink is disgusting. He wants to put the liquid into his stomach.
“OK!” Fenny stood up, he went into the house and complained to his father.
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“Drink!” tell Papa Rey with a tone of emphasis. He came out when Fenny complained to him. The chance for him to torture Danesh too.
“I'll drink it if you guys taste it too.” It can be made a servant, ordered at will. But not by drinking that disgusting thing, did Fenny put something in there. Probably poison. It's good to have him poisoned.
“Agreement!” Papa Rey reminded Danesh.
Danesh clucked, he forced to drink it.
After Danesh finished the coffee he asked for, Fenny laughed in satisfaction. “Sorting with the Wilson family, you will feel the consequences of dealing with our family. And the one you're drinking I've put in the medicine so you have diarrhea.”
“Fucking woman!” sumpat Danesh. The cure hasn't reacted yet, but he believes in a few hours to get him in and out of the toilet.
“Jaga talk!” Papa Rey also smiled cynically. He was happy to see the tormented Danesh. “Clean my shoes, now.” He pushed his foot away without taking off his shoes.
Danesh went inside to pick up shoe polish, brush, and cloth. He came back again and squatted down in front of the sitting Papa Rey.
Danesh started to shine those shoes.
Papa Rey kicked Danesh. “Who told you to shine it?”
“Didn't you ask me to clean it up? That was one way,” Danesh replied.
“Heh! How dare you answer me. I'm just asking you to clean it by wiping.” Papa Rey is standing up. He drew Danesh's hand and laid it on the ground. He stepped on the hand with the strongest possible pressure. “Punishment for you being sassy.”
*Tech *...! I'll make you both regret it! Danesh's revenge in his heart.