Dusk In Moorea

HR#20

"Home home, baby ? Tumben once you're late." Welcome Isabella while glancing at the big clock in the living room.

It was already 8pm when Arumi arrived at the Aldric family mansion. So, it was only natural that Isabella was a little wondering because the girl never passed by from 6pm when she arrived home.

"Sorry, aunty ! Arumi had been walking for a while." Answer the girl.

"You must be hungry. Eat before you rest, Aru !"

"Good, Aunty. Thank you." Thank you." Arumi smiled as she watched Isabella who had climbed the stairs to her room.

Arumi again took a long breath. His meeting with Leon had really made Arumi feel frustrated. He wants to avoid the man for good, but how ? Arumi couldn't even forcefully throw Leon away just like that because the man never considered Arumi's anger to be something she should avoid. Precisely what is, the more Arumi hates her, the more Leon clings to her like a leech.

"What are you thinking, Aru ?" Charlie suddenly comes and jerks Arumi off her daydream.

"Can you come without having to surprise me ?" Arumi protest.

"Eat it, eat it, Aru ! Don't even be interspersed with daydreaming." Said Charlie indifferently. The tomboyish girl in a black tanktop suit and the green hotpants subordinate sat in front of Arumi while grabbing the apples in a nearby fruit basket.

Arumi just clucked in annoyance while putting the cut steak she had cut into her mouth. His eyes glared horror at Charlie who was staring at him like he was watching a clown in a circus arena.

"What do you see ? Why laugh so ?" Ask Arumi ketus. He really could not bear the mocking look of his best friend who was currently eating a red apple in front of him.

"What's wrong with you ? Why are you being so sensitive tonight ? Does it have anything to do with your late return tonight ?" Charlie advances toward Arumi, who is repelled by the threat of stabbing Charlie with a fork if the girl does not return to her sitting position immediately.

"Don't you know, Char !" Killah Arumi fast. He didn't want Charlie to know anything about his reunion with Leon this afternoon.

"What are you covering up for me, bad girl ?" Charlie's eyes squinted, staring at Arumi full of probes.

Arumi straightened her back as a result of Charlie's question. The tomboyish girl was indeed the most sensitive if Arumi tried to hide something from her.

"I'm not covering anything up for you, Char ! Really." Arumi said convincingly.

"Then why are your eyes looking the other way and not at me if you're not covering anything ?"

"Jeez,Charlie ! Can't you trust me just a little ?"

"Sorry, Aru ! I can't."

"Yes already. Whatever you want, Charlotte !" Arumi said as she left Charlie alone at the dinner table.

"Charlie ! Call me, Charlie, Arumi Liem !" Charlie's strangulation was unacceptable because Arumi had just called herself by her real name instead of a pseudonym.

The tomboyish girl then scratched her chin while thinking hard. He remains convinced that Arumi must be hiding something big from him.

* * *

"Aru, what about the wedding dress you're working on ?" Asked Madam Nastya who had just arrived.

"It's done 40 percent, Madam ! You can see for yourself." Answer Arumi.

Madam Nastya approached and saw the dress of the young lady who was being worked on by Arumi. The accents and difficult details are almost half over. She was even convinced that the wedding dress could be completed before the deadline.

"Good work, Aru ! I love your hard work." Praise Madam Nastya with pride.

"Oh yes, the owner of this dress will come later at noon to see her wedding dress. Make sure you serve him well because I won't be here when he comes." Added Mrs Nastya.

"Jane Claire Savich's. She's the young miss of the Savich family."

Arumi nodded and recited the name in her brain. A familiar name considering the owner is a top celebrity who is famous everywhere.

"Good, Mistress. You can trust me."

"Good !" Madam Nastya patted Arumi on the shoulder for a while before she left again.

Time continued to roll until daylight came without notice. A beautiful white girl with blonde hair and a famous brand dress on her knees moves into the boutique accompanied by two men that Arumi can guess is Miss Savich and her bodyguard.

Immediately, Arumi stepped up and greeted the honored guest and let him sit on the soft sofa located in the middle of the boutique.

"Welcome, Miss Savich !" Welcome Arumi while bowing her body.

The blonde beauty opened the sunglasses that framed her pretty face and smiled at Arumi.

"Not to be so formal. Just call me by my name, Claire." Claire replied smiling.

"Well, Miss Claire." Anguk Arumi's.

"Just Claire, don't wear miss." Claire's bell warns.

Arumi nodded back so awkwardly. He felt bad if he only called Claire with frills without a miss in front of the girl's name. After all, Claire is a VVIP guest of boutique Lady Nastya and the daughter of a famous politician in the country.

"You must be Arumi, right ?" Guess Claire without hesitation.

"really. I'm Arumi."

"It turns out your face is really pretty, Arumi." Praise Claire chuckling.

"Mrs Nastya told me about you. He said you were the youngest designer he had but had amazing talent. You know what ? Madame Nastya always prides you on whoever she meets." Claire said at length.

"Mrs Nastya is sometimes too much, miss." Arumi's Kept.

"Claire. Just Claire, Arumi." Claire reminded me.

The Asian girl in front of him only scratched her non-itchy nape while revealing her beautiful innocent smile.

"Where's my dress ? Can I see it ?"

"of course. Come with me." Bring Arumi enthusiastic.

Frankly she felt a little tense as this was the first time Claire had come to see firsthand the shape of the wedding dress she had ordered. The young lady of the rich family had all this time only seen the design through photos and had never seen it even touch it directly.

"Here we go. It's still 40 percent. So, if the shape is still a bit strange, hope you understand." Bright Arumi while showing the semi-finished dress she made to the owner.

"Wow ! This is beautiful Arumi. Did you put up the decorations yourself ?"

Arumi nodded smilingly confirming Claire's words.

"I like it Arumi. I really like it." Claire said excitedly.

"I'm glad you like it." Arumi breathed a sigh of relief. The tension that had covered her for fear Claire would not like her made dress immediately disappeared when she saw Claire was so enthusiastic about the work that Arumi had made.