HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Bang Bimo's

After I got near the car, the new driver quickly opened the door for me, I preferred to sit on the back bench, because honestly, I would have liked to have been, I felt a little scared by the appearance of this man in front of me.

"Are you ready, Nope?" he asked while looking at me.

"It." I answered the usual.

On the way I was just pensive, looking out the windshield while leaning my head on the chair.

"Non, how daydreaming anyway, later kesambet loh," said the driver made me surprised.

"Eh, yes sir," I replied.

"Don't call me dong sir, Non. I am still young."

"Then I should call what?" I wondered why he would not be called that name.

"Call me bang Bimo aja, let it look so cute. Hehehe," he said with a giggling laugh.

Eh this guy looks serem but his soul hello kitty soul huh, Hahaha. I murmured in my heart.

"Yes, bang Bimo." I held back the laughter until my stomach felt hard.

The road is so jammed, the collision once an hour this is jammed, but I think it is still morning, but the vehicle is crowded to fill the city.

"Non Sabrina isn't it too late?" bang Bimo asked while looking at the clock on his left wrist.

"Ah, it's okay, just relax, Bang," I said as I watched the man from the rearview mirror above his head.

He only nodded as his eyes remained focused towards the car in front of him that was already willing to move forward.

Finally we arrived in front of the boutique, a trip that normally could be taken in just half an hour, this time more than an hour.

"Will Bimo wait here all day?" ask me when I get out of the car.

"This is already the order of Mr. Arga, so yes I just follow, Non."

"Bang Bimo hasn't been bosen all day here?"

"No, I can be anyone, Non Sabrina can tell me to help here, as Mr. Arga says." Bang Bimo smiled broadly revealing almost all of his front teeth.

"Yes already, come in yuk bang," asked me.

Inside the boutique, we have welcomed the eyes of the employees who stared at us with strange looks, as well as Riani.

"Bang Bimo here yes, help me packing, I want to go to my room first, if there is anything to see me upstairs," I said to bang Bimo who stood ashamed.

"Good, Non."

I then climbed up the stairs followed by Riani behind me, it was certain that Riani would introgasi me this time.

"Eh, Sabrina, who is that guy?"

"My driver, Ni."

"A real ah, it looks really sleek, Sa. Make it afraid to know," said Riani while shivering in horror.

"Eh, don't think the look of the serem is always fierce, bang Bimo is good, Ni." I'm sitting in the back seat of the table.

"But, Sa," said Riani hanging.

"Here you go, Ni. You can ask for help with anything like bang Bimo, he'll be here all day until I come home."

"There's something strange about you, Sa. Yesterday you were in a handsome boy really cute, now even have a driver like that, actually what happened anyway?" riani asked with a curious look on her face.

"Hmm, I'm not ready to tell you, Ni. Next time I promise I'll tell you everything" I said with a long sigh.

Riani simply nodded as she passed leaving my room.

Of course Riani was so curious, because before, I was always open to her, every problem or whatever, I always told Riani everything, because she was my only friend, she always understood me.

I started my morning by taking care of my favorite flowers, so my mind felt fresh and calm, so that it could easily pour new design ideas on paper.

Today I draw some evening dress designs, no one ordered, but I always prepare some new designs for stock if anyone really needs a dress in a short time, so that when I was not in the boutique, Riani could give some of these pictures as her options.

The clock shows at 12 pm, I take Riani to the front cafe for a drink and chat.

"Sa, it turns out your driver is funny, Sa. It looks like a bad one, but the guy's really funny." Riani laughed a little.

"I told you, bang Bimo is good" I replied.

"Have you had lunch, Sa?" ask Riani.

"I'm dropping it, Sa. I haven't eaten either."

"okay."

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After half an hour sitting in the cafe, we went back to the boutique to meet bang Bimo.

"Don't you have lunch yet?" I patted his shoulder slowly. At that time bang Bimo was sitting on a long sofa near the glass while playing a worm-cats game on his phone.

"No, not yet" he answered briefly.

"Please buy me the same Riani lunch yes, Bang, all for bang Bimo as well" I said while handing over two pieces of money a hundred thousand.

"What do you want to eat, Non?" ask her while putting the phone in her pants pocket.

"What's that, Bang?" I asked, because I didn't know what I wanted to eat.

"If I am, everything is done non. Hehe."

"Bang Bimo wants chicken noodles?"

"Well, really, this non Sabrina is like a fortune teller, you know what is in the mind of bang Bimo," he said while holding back a laugh. Actually I am amused to see the attitude of bang Bimo which is quite how it is, the scary face that is displayed is real inversely proportional to the attitude of his brand.

I just smiled holding back the laughter of hearing bang Bimo's words just now, in contrast to Riani whose laughter had already exploded filling this entire room.

"I go first yes, Non," said Bimo.

"Be careful on the road, Bang."

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While waiting for bang Bimo to buy lunch, I headed to my room to continue some work that had been delayed earlier.

Several times I tried to scratch my little pencil on paper, but zonk. No ideas skating in my brain.

I don't know why this thought is no longer focused on what is in front of me, like something stuck in my mind.

Not long after the noise in the lower room, I heard the voice of a man who seemed familiar to me, the voice of a man who shouted loudly calling my name.

I nervously opened the door intending to go down to meet the man.

"I'm her husband, I don't need anyone's permission to enter this place or see her." The man's voice sounded full of emotion.

Wawat, it was like the sound of a boozy tiger escaping from its cage. How could he be here.

"Who are you, how dare you stand in my way. I can get you fired from this job." The voice sounded louder.

I ran down the stairs, my guess must be right, Riani who did not allow Mr. Arga to come to see me, because Mr. Arga must be acting as usual.

With a heart whose rhythm was already in disarray, I stood looking at the handsome man whose reddened face was holding back the burning emotional turmoil.

"Tu, sir," I stopped. Mr. Arga immediately pulled my hands rough, grabbed my lips without excuse, his two sturdy arms were wrapped around my hips, clutching me so tightly.

While some pairs of eyes that initially looked scared are now replaced with gazes full of astonishment at the hot scene that was suddenly done by Mr. Arga.

My God, what this crazy man is doing, please, sir, if you're crazy, go crazy yourself, don't drag me into this madness.

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