HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Viruses

Today I spend all day in the boutique drawing, brilliant ideas are already building up in my brain. Especially after I saw a fashion show in Singapore some time ago, it makes me more excited to make some of the latest model dress designs.

After all the work at the boutique was done, I decided to go home early. I don't know, I don't feel like I've been out of the house for a long time.

"Bang, go home yuk," asked Bimo bang who was helping Riani move some cloth rolls.

"Now?" ask bang Bimo.

"Yes, I want to go home now, Bang."

"All right, Non." Bang Bimo passed out the boutique.

"I'll drop you a boutique, Ni." I said smilingly looking at Riani.

"Yes, be careful on the road, Saa."

I nodded then immediately followed Bang Bimo towards the car park.

"Tumben, non-Sabrina came home at this hour?" bang Bimo asked when we were in the car.

"Pengen aja bang, please stop by to buy meatballs at the intersection, Yes."

"Good, Non." Bang Bimo drove his car slowly.

After arriving at the crossroads I mean, I got out of the car and went to my subscription meatball shop while still in school. This place is far from my school, but I often come here with my friends. The meat is very tasty, in contrast to the meatballs commonly sold elsewhere.

After wrapping two servings of meatballs, I went back in the car to meet bang Bimo.

"It's bang Bimo" I said, offering a plastic bag with meatballs.

"Well, make a bang Bimo, Non?" With her happy face she received the package.

"Eat ya, Bang. It's a nice meatball despite its roadside location."

"Non Sabrina, despite being the wife of a wealthy businessman, is not ashamed of her snacks on the side of the road" said bang Bimo smilingly looking at me from the rearview of the car above his head.

"If the place is clean and tastes good, I like snacks everywhere, Bang. Besides snacks in a luxury restaurant also feels not necessarily my taste," said I.

"Rubber, Non. Everyone's taste is not measured by the expensive and cheapness of a food."

I nodded with a smile, then turned my eyes to the glass window beside me. I don't know why, I feel like I want to go home quickly, quickly get home.

My feelings began to fret since this morning, is it because of Mr. Arga's sweet attitude to me?

I began to be confused by what was really engulfing me, did I start to open my heart to her?

But I don't want to be overconfident, I'm afraid that Mr. Arga's sweet attitude is just because there's something he wants, not really because he's sincere about it.

"It's over, Non." Bang Bimo surprised me.

"Eh yes, Bang. Sorry I was daydreaming" I said. All of a sudden we reached the courtyard, maybe I was too engrossed with my thoughts drifting everywhere.

Bang Bimo opened the car door beside me, I got out and walked into the house. Unbeknownst to you, there is no one in this house, nor do I see Mr. Arga's car parked out front. Maybe he hasn't come home yet, after all it's still noon.

I didn't see any papa either, maybe he went home. Ah, I'm alone now.

"Religence." I slightly raised my voice in search of Salimah.

"Eh, yes, Non." Salimah came to me.

"Make me warm chocolate, yeah."

"Good, Non."

"Put it on the side garden table, I want to change clothes first" I said as I passed to the room.

Seeing this room so quiet in the absence of Mr. Arga, inexplicably made me feel like I was missing something.

Why is my mind filled with that man, lest the virus spread throughout my soul, Hah!

I snorted angrily staring at the empty, empty bed and long sofa, I threw my bag in any direction then rushed to take a short shower to let go of the fatigue.

Finished with the ritual of bathing and changing clothes, I immediately headed for the side garden. This seems to be my favorite place from today.

"Salima," I said to Salimah, who was sitting there waiting for me, carrying a warm chocolate to my request.

"Yes, Miss. This is the chocolate" Salimah said.

"Thank you." I sat beside Salimah while sipping this warm chocolate.

"I go back to work first, Miss," said Salimah.

I just nodded, then turned my gaze towards my beautiful roses that had bloomed so beautifully.

Ah, you're very kind, Mr. Joe. Thank you for making me stay here. I'm talking to myself.

"Sabrina" said someone suddenly from the door.

"Eh, Sir." I was surprised to see Mr. Arga standing there still wearing his full work clothes.

"Yes, I told the driver to always give a report of your activities at the boutique and when you will go home" said Mr. Arga while sitting in the chair where Salimah was sitting.

"Oh ...." I turned my eyes back to look at the small fish that were happily dancing at the bottom of the shallow pond.

"You like it?"

"What?" I'm staring.

"All these roses" continued Mr. Arga.

"I really like roses, did you buy all these roses?" my many.

"No, Joe bought it for you."

"Oh ...." I was silent for a moment.

"It looks like Joe knows more about you" said Mr. Arga and leaned his back.

"Not really, he just knows I said it."

"Did you tell him you like roses?" He asked while narrowing his eyes.

"Yes, I once asked her to stop by a flower shop when the master told her to take me to the boutique" I explained.

"Didn't you want to say something you like about me, too?"

"No, what for?" I scrunched my forehead staring at him.

"For example, so that I may buy it for you" he answered.

"No need, I can buy my own needs, I want to be an independent woman, not depend on others."

"This is for you" he said, handing over a black credit card.

"Ah, no need, sir. I don't like to shop" I refused.

"Save it, wear it if you need to. I'm in charge of meeting all your needs, it's my job."

"But--." He slightly stood up and kissed my lips softly, making me stop the words I had not yet finished.

"Save, at least honor my gift." He passed away leaving me sitting here alone.

Again, I was surprised by his sweet attitude.

Have you accepted this relationship, sir?

Really so, I was even confused by your attitude as if accepting me.

I was confused, confused by his attitude. I'm glad that the man who was originally like a mad wild tiger ended up being an adorable tame tiger, but I still doubt if he did all this sincerely.

Indeed he has reduced his expression, his orders and his anger at me, sometimes he still is. But only a few times a day, usually he always gives commands like I am a servant, not his wife.

However, it cannot be denied, there is a sense of happiness that is building up in my heart over his attitude all day. I don't know what possessed the man, I hope it's a good start to our relationship.

"Miss," said Salimah to my surprise.

"What's up, Salimah." I held my chest.

"I'm sorry to startle you, Mr. Arga sent you to the room" she continued.

"Well, thank you very much, Salimah." I stood up and went to the king's majesty, who was waiting for me at the place of his quarrel.

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