HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Good morning words

The sunlight coming in from the gap of the curtains instantly barged in and warmed my body, I actually slept for a full night here. But it feels like the feeling of annoyance and tightness last night has been slightly unraveled.

I frowned, staring at the pink blanket covering my body.

The feeling last night I did not bring a blanket when moving here, why wake up there is a blanket?

I got off the sofa and walked towards the bed, seeing Mr. Arga still soundly sleeping with a roll, like there was warmth barging through the cracks of my fragile heart. No matter how hard I tried to hate him, but he could have made me melt, as thick as he could have, I forgot him so easily.

"You're awake apparently" said Mr. Arga, rubbing his eyes as he watched me stand by the bed.

"Have you improved?" continued.

"Yes, I'm going to go to work today" I replied as I folded the blanket that suddenly buried my body warmly last night.

"If you don't want to work yet, just stay at home, accompany papa."

"No, Mister. I've been off for almost a week, my job is a lot, pity the boutique people" I told him.

"Yes, come here first" he said, extending a hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Just come on."

"No way!" I threw away his face, lest he want breakfast on the bed again.

"Quickly, I don't like to repeat commands, '" he began to get upset.

Finally slowly I approached, then suddenly he fondly kissed my forehead, making me flinch.

"From today it will be our routine" he smiled at me.

"Rutinity?" I gawk.

"Yes, in exchange for good morning."

"I can say good morning every day, there's no need to replace it with a scene like that." I stood away from him.

"I don't like being rejected, so you have to obey!"

Don't you realize you've been playing with this relationship, sir?

Last night you made out with your mistress in front of me, not knowing how embarrassed you were looking at each other, then now you're asking me to do a weird scene in exchange for good morning, you're really not sane.

I walked into the bathroom, defying the man for nothing, and he never once gave up.

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I was tidy and ready to go to the dining room for breakfast, but it seemed that Mr. Arga was busy looking for something in his closet.

"What are you looking for, sir?" my many.

"Did you see my striped black tie?" She looked at me while rubbing her still wet hair.

"Tie?" I tried to help him find.

"Is this?" tanyaku while carrying a tie that is loosened in plain sight, even though the tie is not hiding everywhere, but Mr. Arga is like a hassle looking for it.

"Well, meet. Though I've been looking for it in all the closets," he said happily.

"The tie is here, it's usually here," I said pointing to a drawer where I found it.

"Maybe I forgot. Will you help me?" His eyes beckoned that I should put the tie around his neck.

I've never done this before, but I already know how to put a tie that's good and right, because I used to see my mom help dad pair a tie when dad was going to work.

When I was focusing on putting her tie on, I realized she was looking at me so seriously, that I even knew she wasn't blinking at all. My height, which was only the shoulder, made me look up a little to grab her neck.

If I were a vengeful evil woman, I would have tied this tie to your neck, sir. It's just that I'm still a patient woman, so I'll always be kind to you.

"It."

"Thank you" he said, kissing the sparkle of my lips. Again I was surprised by her sweet attitude.

We decided to leave the room and go to the dinner table for breakfast, I saw Mr. Joe and my father-in-law talking waiting for us.

"It's been a while, Joe?" greet Mr. Arga.

"Ah, I just got there, Boss."

"Let's have breakfast first" said papa.

"Do you need a secretary to help you at the boutique, Sabrina?" ask Mr. Arga in the middle of the breakfast session.

"No, I've got people trust."

"Well, does the new driver think that's good?"

"Who? bang Bimo?" I asked back.

Mr. Joe immediately coughed at my words just now.

"Drink, Joe. Slowly eat it" Papa offered a glass of water, I looked at him in wonder.

"Why do you call him that?" ask Mr. Arga again.

"Call what? bang Bimo?" I frowned, not understanding the intent of this man asking like that.

"Yes, I am glad to hear it. Look, Joe's surprised like that." Mr. Arga's eyes glanced at Mr. Joe at a glance.

"Why indeed?"

"Is there no other call?"

"I'm comfortable calling him that" I said as I continued eating.

"I'm ticklish to hear it, hi." Mr. Arga is displaying a funny expression.

While papa only held a smile to hear our morning obrolah that adorns breakfast today.

After breakfast, I went back to my room to pick up my bag and some of my things, especially the souvenirs I bought in Singapore on my honeymoon yesterday, I bought everything for my friends at the boutique. After that I immediately paid my father-in-law a farewell.

"Sabrina left for work first, Pa." I kissed the back of the man's hand.

"Be careful on the road, later in the afternoon you have to go back home, there are some affairs there," said papa.

"Alright, papa should also be careful. Sabrina will come visit sometime."

Papa just smiled in response, then waved his hand as I got into the car.

Ah, happiness. Even papa is like my own real father. Thank God, you have sent good people to me. I'm sorry if I complain too often.

Bang Bimo drove the car very fast, because it was already noon.

Arriving at the boutique, Riani already greeted me with great joy. I took out a rather large bag containing typical Singapore souvenirs to him.

"This is all for me?" asked Riani gleefully.

"Yes, I promised to bring you a gift." I hugged my best friend.

"You're always good, Sa. You never forget me even though you're having fun out there," Riani replied in a hug.

"Then, share this with all employees." I pointed at a cardboard box that was placed on the table by bang Bimo.

"Ready!"

I immediately passed up the stairs to my room, while my Bimo bang was staying with Riani in the lower room, I had already ordered the Bimo bang to help Riani if needed.

Upon reaching the top, I placed my bag on the desk, and opened the glass door to the balcony, I missed my rose plants.

This morning everything bloomed beautifully, surely Riani had been taking care of him for as long as I didn't come here.

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