Don't chase me, Beautiful!

Back to Arta Fashion

Darren had prepared an apartment for Rista to occupy while not far from Arta Fashion. After delivering the woman, she returned to her home.

Clarissa was so happy to see the return of her youngest son. "How, Son?"

"He's back, Ma."

"Thank God" said Clarissa. "Why is your face pale?" continues asking.

"I'm just tired, Ma."

"You drive the car alone?" ask again.

Darren nodded slowly.

"Why are you driving yourself?"

"I want to, Ma."

"Yes already, you shower after that break don't go anywhere anymore. Mama's gonna make soup for you!"

"Yes, Ma." Darren went to his room.

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Rista went to Darren's parents' residence, where he got word that the man was sick and did not want to be treated at the hospital.

Rista brought Darren's favorite fruits such as oranges and melons. With a sumringah face he set foot in the old house but still magnificent and luxurious.

However, his footsteps stopped as his eyes saw the woman accompanying Darren having lunch at the restaurant in City E was chatting with Clarissa, his future mother-in-law. As Rista's heart shrunk, she felt insecure when compared to that woman.

"Ristas!" Clarissa stood up from the sofa and walked up to him.

"Auntie!" Rista looked stammered.

"Darren is waiting for you, he's in his room!" Clarissa smiled.

"Can I go into his room?" ask Rista carefully.

"Of course you can, but the door of the room should remain open, yes!" Clarissa smiled.

Rista displayed a faint smile. "Alright, Bi!"

"Here he was waiting for you!" clarissa.

"Yes, Bi." Rista set foot into Darren's room.

Clarissa sat down to accompany Sisil.

"Who is he, Auntie?"

"The future wife of Darren" replied Clarissa proudly.

"So she's the woman Darren always praised" in Sisil's heart.

"He's one of the designers at Arta Fashion" Clarissa said.

"Oh, yeah." Sisil displayed a faint smile. "Where do his parents work, Bi?" continues asking.

"Auntie doesn't know" replied Clarissa.

"Uncle and Aunt accept Darren's future wife who is not clear of her origin. How come?"

"We never saw who her parents were, for Aunt Darren and Raisa's happiness was number one. If they feel comfortable and love each other, it doesn't matter" Clarissa replied.

"Surely they are proud to have in-laws like Aunt Rissa," Sisil said.

"Don't go overboard like that, Auntie just wants to be a good in-law for the daughters-in-law" Clarissa smiled explaining.

"If I could be Aunt Rissa's daughter-in-law would be so happy" said Sisil, looking down miserably.

" Sisil, Auntie is sure you will find a good man and in-law. Believe me," said Clarissa.

"Hopefully, Bi." Sisil smiled and hugged the woman in front of him. "It's only fitting that Papa was so infatuated with her, Aunt Clarissa had such a gentle and kind heart," in her heart.

Meanwhile, Rista sitting on the side of the bed is now peeling citrus fruit and he put it into the mouth of Darren who leaned his body on the headboard.

"Why is your face so moody?"

"There's nothing" replied Rista.

"You must be jealous to see Sisil's presence with my mother, right?" Darren tried to guess.

"Yes." Yeah."

"She happened to be in this town, so stop here" Darren explained.

"Oh," he said briefly.

"You're pouting so very funny!" Darren smiles.

"Don't make fun of me!" Rista put her lips together.

Darren chuckled at Rista's jealous expression.

"Have you eaten any vitamins?"

Darren shook his head slowly.

"Why?"

"My vitamins are in sight" Darren replied.

Rista blushed in embarrassment.

"When are you going back to the company?"

"I don't want to work there anymore."

"Why?"

"I want to open my own company," Rista smiled.

"You want to be Arta Fashion's competitor?" Darren looked seriously.

"Hey, why are you laughing?"

Rista pinched Darren's cheek, "I've fallen in love with Arta Fashion let alone with you. There's no way I'm turning around, but if you want me to go, I'll do it."

"You can't go anymore, stay here. We'll age together" Darren looked at Rista's face.

"Uuh, I'm so moved to hear it," Rista showed her anxious face.

Darren laughed a little. "I love you!"

"Me too!" Rista smiled warmly.

The two stared at each other and approached.

"Darren, Sisil wants to go home!" clarissa said she surprised the two and turned her gaze to the woman standing at the door.

Rista immediately stood up, slightly away from Darren.

"I want to go home, get well soon!" Sisil showed a forced smile.

"Thank you, Sil." Darren replied with a smile.

"Mama wants to take Sisil to the car" Clarissa said. "Please get back to chatting!" continued.

Rista just smiled stiffly.

Darren laughed at the face of his lover.

"Nearly got caught!" Rista held onto her chest and sat back down near Darren.

"Why panic?"

Rista hits Darren's arm. "What if Aunt Clarissa finds out you kissed me? Where do you take my face?" he looked panicked.

"Kan, we're not kissing. So, get rid of that frantic face of yours!" sindir Darren's.

Rista grunted annoyedly.

"I'll propose to you soon!" Darren holds the fingers of his lover.

Rista nodded while smiling.

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Exactly 2 days after her return, Rista returned to work at Arta Fashion. Darren walked along with his lover and entered the building.

Sella who does not know if her best friend again feels surprised and happy. He ran up to the woman and hugged her, "I miss you so much!"

"Me too!" Rista laughed happily.

"Why didn't you tell me you were back?" Sella loosened her arms.

"I wanted to surprise you on purpose" replied Rista.

"Today you did give me a surprise" Sella said.

"When are you two like this?" ask Darren ketus.

Sella rewinds her steps, "Sorry President!" he lowered.

"Go back to work, and then if you want to talk!" Darren went first.

"Later noon we continue again," Rista waved her hand and followed her lover's steps.

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Rista entered his study and greeted his friends. "Hi, everybody. We'll see you again!"

"Ristas!" they shouted in unison, running small towards him.

"How are you?" ask one of the four co-workers.

"I'm fine" replied Rista.

"Where have you been all this time?" ask the others.

"I'm on some business that can't be left behind" Rista gave an excuse to lie.

"Oh, yeah. You know as long as you're gone, the President is always angry. His face was very cold and cold. What's more sales decline, lucky no reduction in employee hours," explained another.

"Thank God that the reduction in working hours has been cancelled" said Rista.

The five employees were still chatting unwittingly Darren was behind him, deheman's voice making his five turn and return to his desk.

"Why are you still standing?" Darren saw Rista didn't go to his desk.

"Where would I sit? The table doesn't exist."

Darren did see there was no table left because it had been moved. "You just work in my room!"

"I don't want to!" reject it.

"Why? Isn't that better and more fun?"

"I can't concentrate well if I'm close to you!"

"Am I going to interrupt your work?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hey, you put it in my room on purpose so I can keep an eye on you" Rista said.

"Like a child, always be supervised. Gave me a desk quickly. I can't wait to design again!"

"Alright, I'll get Yuno," Darren said.

"Thank you, now the President is back in his room. We're employees you want to work for," Rista turned Darren's body around and pushed him slowly. "Welcome to work!" he waved his hand as the man looked over.

Darren smiled, he then returned to his room.

"Oh, it's nice to see the President's face always smiling," chirped co-worker Rista made the others smile.