Half Cinderella

Amendment

Flashbacks.

Before looking with her own eyes, Aoran felt unsettled, making sure that Ardella was safe working in the bar.

"Is this the bar." Ask Aoran to Parto.

"Yes the boss." Saut Parto sure.

Aoran's pupils constrict when looking at the bar. His eyebrows shot up sharply signaling his heart in a gloomy atmosphere.

Parto who was standing next to Aoran felt goosebumps. Maybe soon there will be a bad thing. Knowing Aoran's nature with bad tempramental, he involuntarily shook his head.

"Parto." Deadly glances. "What do you mean you shake your head." Aoran asked with a trembling voice.

"I'm sure Boss, there'll be a mess here soon." His saute without filtering his words. Parto laughed, showing her teeth.

Aoran's face turned wrinkled. "Stop joking with me, before I knock all your teeth out." The flat but meaningful tone of Aoran's heavy voice.

"Sorry Boss." Soon Parto closed her lips.

The first time she set foot in the bar, Aoran looked for Ardella with her pair of eyes. Followed by Parto and a few bodyguards. They stand in the middle of the bar, both looking for Ardella's whereabouts.

Knowing Ardella's voice well, Aoran turned her eyes and saw Ardella standing, and saw a man touching Ardella's hand.

"Sorry sir ....." Ardella's voice is heard by Aoran when Ardella is seduced by men.

Ardella's open appearance caused Aoran's anger to rise. "Male, break his hand." Aoran's orders go directly to Parto. "How dare it touch mine." He said once again, Aoran still saw Ardella.

Unfortunately the fate of the man who seduced Ardella.

"Good, Boss." Say they say.

After Ardella moves away from the man, Aoran orders Parto to find the bar owner. When meeting with the bar owner, Aoran immediately spent a lot of money.

The bar owner was still confused by Aoran's actions. Thinking hard what was lightened by Aoran from her bar.

"I want that woman to serve me every time I come." Aoran's remarks showed Ardella delivering drinks elsewhere.

Tempted to see the money, the bar owner immediately agreed with pleasure. "Good, good sir." His word quickly. He did not even ask what kind of service he meant.

"One more thing, I don't want him delivering drinks to a male customer." His hands were warning. "Replace her uniform more closed, tomorrow I don't want to see her wearing that uniform" Aoran said with a cold look.

"Special to that woman I will do it master and from today I will guarantee that the woman will only deliver drinks to female customers." The bar owner had no problem with Aoran's remarks.

Finished negotiating with the bar owner, Aoran bought a special VIP room for him inside the bar, a patent for him to use that VIP room, no one else could use the room other than Aoran himself.

"Make him deliver drinks to my room. Just bring me three sexy ladies." Aoran's first order for the bar owner.

"Ok, okay." The owner of the bar felt himself getting abundant sustenance.

Not long after the bar owner met Ardella, ordering her to deliver drinks to Aoran's VIP room. And it was then that Ardella met Aoran in a VIP room with three sexy women.

***

Prison house.

Robin and Batara are currently locked in iron bars.

The narrow and stuffy room left Batara and Robin in a state of chaos, in every corner of their facial features indicate there is concern. They haven't smiled for a long time.

"What are you thinking." Batara looked at Robin who was leaning against the wall. "From yesterday you looked lethargic." He went back to Robin.

Looking up at the ceiling Robin almost shed tears. "I miss Ardella sister. " His saute sighed.

Batara was silent at Robin's response. His heart longs for his wife, his children, and Ardella.

It looks from outside Batara a firm and strong person, but honestly he is now down with himself. Showing her impediment won't change things.

"Sister, what if we ask Dr. Andre for help." Robin asked as she remembered that Andre could help them.

"No. Andre can't get involved with this. I don't want Andre to get hit." Saut Batara strongly rejects Robin's idea.

"But brother, ...."

"Rob, don't bring our problems to others." Said firmly. "Lagian Andre is also overseas, so there's no need to look for him." Still not taking Robin's advice.

"We're here for a month." Robin seemed to be telling me they wouldn't be okay. "And lately Ardella hasn't visited us." A weak voice from Robin.

"We'll wait a minute, before the court decides on the sentence, we still have hope of getting out of here as soon as possible. " Say Batara.

They have been in prison for a long time, but until now the case of Batara and Robin has not reached the court. If the case has not reached the court, Batara and Robin may come out if proven they are not guilty or Aoran retracts his claim.

"Aoran is also not too hasty to ensnare us with punishment." Said Batara while stroking her forehead.

"All right, brother." Saut Robin's.

Suddenly someone comes near Batara and Robin. "Is the boy really dead." Ask one of the inmates who was in the same cell.

Inside the cell were four inmates, two Batara and Robin, two more foreign men who did not know his identity.

The time of the marriage between Batara and Aoran they both saw it. Plus in Batara and Robin cells often discuss the problem of Aoran. Timbullah dihati men that sense kepo with their problems.

"Uncle, it's none of your business." Saut Robin with annoyance. Robin didn't want to talk about it. It all started with his lie to Aoran.

"Sorry, I'm just curious." His words did not interfere and began to drag his body backwards. "By the way it looks like the man who came yesterday looks really sad." Repeating what he said.

Batara even stared fixedly, showing discomfort.

"Shut your mouth, you don't see right now he's upset. Stop taking care of other people's business." Whisper the other inmate.

"Why be upset I just asked." Small mutter.

Batara and Robin were silent again. What else can they do when they are in prison.

***

The next day.

Ardella started her day by working in a bar, now there is something different with Ardella, namely, her clothes were used to wear a mini skirt, short-sleeved clothes, and she was very happy, as well as the beautiful unraveling hair turned into a long skirt that was almost dragged on the floor, as well as a long-sleeved white shirt shirt and did not forget the baldness tied up. Ardella's once charming appearance changed into the look of mothers.

The uniform was given by Ardella's boss, the owner of the bar himself.

When Ardella asks what reason she should change her uniform, her boss's answer is simply that Ardella is too conspicuous with her appearance.

Affirming to Ardella that the bar does not want to get bad criticism if there are customers who intend not to be sesenonoh for seeing a sexy-clothed waitress.

Ardella herself did not mind the change in her appearance. It even feels more comfortable and relaxed with more covered clothes.

"Ar, it seems like the boss's treatment is a little weird." Said a fellow barmaid.

"The hell." Saut Ardella is confused. Ardella was busy tidying up the tables and chairs.

"Instead, only you are allowed to wear that uniform. I feel so uncomfortable with this uniform, too." His words pay attention to Ardella's uniform and the uniform she wears.

"You know for yourself, right, from yesterday I was teased by perverted customers, maybe the boss keeps his own employees safe." Ardella Saut.

"Well Ar, if the reason is just that." Her words helped Ardella tidying up the bar. About five minutes later, Ardella's servant friend spoke again. "About that handsome guy today came along, didn't ya?."

"Cowok's handsome? Who's." Ask Ardella.

"Cowok's in the VIP room." Showing Aoran's VIP room.

"Oran! "

Ardella is not at all looking forward to Aoran's presence, if I may wish that Ardella would not want to meet Aoran for today and the next day.

Fate said another, when by night Aoran was waiting for Ardella in the VIP room.

A special assignment for Ardella from her boss is a drink introduction for Aoran. Not only that Ardella was also assigned to accompany Aoran when asked by Aoran himself.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Come in. " Saut Aoran from the inside.

Tap, tap, tap.

Ardella walked by dragging her long skirt. "Mother drink." Avoid a bottle of wine in front of Aoran. Forcing a smile with raised lips sneered at Aoran with a small voice.

Aoran in a relaxed pose sat on the sofa, with a smile at the corner of her lips.

💔💔💔

Seriate