"What's this? Fried rice? Do you think this is Indonesia that usually eats like this? Change the menu and cook again. I don't want this garbage!
"Miss, I'm sorry. My agreement with Mr. Lewis is to be a nurse, not a servant. Even if I cook it because I want to, not because I have to, if you want other food, please cook it yourself. Excuse me!" Likha left the unit and headed for the garden to calm her heart. Huh, so far here, even insulted. I can't wait to return to Indonesia, Likha muttered.
"Well, it turns out that we meet again here."
"Ahhh, you took me by surprise." Likha gasped in surprise until she stood up, hearing a voice behind her. Varoni, the first Italian man she had known in this country, suddenly appeared from behind her seat in the garden.
"Why? You seem sad. Maybe you can tell me a little." Varoni said with a charming smile.