HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Shopped

"Bring all this stuff to the cashier, we'll pay for it!" salimah's orders to the two salesmen.

"All?" ask one of them to make sure.

"All, quick!" salimah said firmly. The two women, who were originally surly and sour-faced, now changed into red, enduring embarrassment.

We finally walked to the cashier table, while the two salesmen who had followed us were now busy summing up the total price of the goods that had been chosen by Salimah.

I stared worriedly at the amount I had to pay, what if the total was in the millions, this would drain all my savings.

"The total is seven dresses, five pairs of shoes, five pairs of lingerie, two pants, and three blouses" the cashier confirmed.

"Yes, how much total?" salimah asked lightly, while I was nervous to death.

"The total, 87,500,000 rupiah."

My heart feels like jumping up and down from inside my body.

Crazy, is that all paid for with money?

"Miss, where was the black card that Mr Arga had given?" salimah asked me to break my daydream.

"Black card? which one?" I opened my wallet and searched for a black card.

"This isn't it?" ask me while showing a shiny black credit card in front of Salimah.

"Rubber, Miss." Salimah took over the card and handed it to the cashier's guard.

Suddenly, the woman who was scantily dressed with hair in a high bun was surprised not to play see the credit card given by Salimah. Such a shiny black credit card turned out to only be owned by a wealthy businessman with very large assets, and Mr. Arga has it, of course I am also no less surprised.

As the atmosphere inside this store changed drastically, the two salespeople who were originally cynical now completely lowered their heads in shame to see me and Salimah. They even apologized many times for treating us with disrespect.

Suddenly the manager of the store came with a big face coming towards us, then offered me to make a member card, he would give a big discount if I was willing to make a special member card today.

Salimah gestured to me to accept the manager's offer, and I finally cleared the offer and sat down waiting on the long sofa near the cashier, then a shopkeeper with a bright face as bright as the sun brought us two cups of warm tea.

After we finished paying and received our finished member card, we left the store. Salimah handed a stack of cardboard boxes filled with shoes and bags of groceries to two bodyguards who were standing not far from the store we entered.

"Goodbye, I'm hungry" I said, stroking my stomach.

"What would you eat?"

"Ramen."

"Alright, on the third floor there is a very nice restaurant, let's go there, Miss," Salimah asked.

Before leaving, Salimah ordered the two bodyguards to put all the items in the car and followed us to the restaurant we were going to.

After arriving at the place we mean, I immediately sat down to stretch my leg muscles which began to ache due to too long standing, while Salimah ordered food for us.

After the food that was ordered came, I ate together with Salimah, while the two bodyguards just stood by us from a distance.

"Sa, Sabrina," said a man patting me on the shoulder.

"Eh." I turned my head with a surprised face, I did not recognize the figure of the man who was now standing before me.

"You don't recognize me?" said the man, he smiled revealing two dimples that were so deep.

"You--."

"I'm Duhan, did you forget me?"

"God? I don't even recognize you, it's been a long time since we met," I said smiling gleefully as I almost jumped into her arms.

He was my upperclassman when I was in junior high school, he was the only guy who never mocked my fat body or my curly hair, he was the only man to defend me when all the men in our school bullied me.

We used to be very close, we were good friends, but we dropped out of communication since he graduated and moved to a neighboring country to follow his father who served there.

Not long ago I answered his chatter, the two bodyguards who had been standing some distance away from us were now approaching, they were holding Duhan's arm firmly.

"What's this about? untie me!" Duhan.

"Please let go of my friend" I said to the two guards, but he ignored, squeezing Duhan's arm so tightly that the man grimaced in pain.

"I'm sorry, Miss. Mr. Arga does not allow foreign men to approach the lady" said one of the bodyguards.

"Huh, he's my friend, please let go!" I slightly raised my voice.

"This man is brash, miss," he continued.

"Who is insolent? what did I do?" asked Duhan with a reddened face holding in shame, all the eyes of visitors to this restaurant staring at us, Duhan like a suspect of a murder caught by hand.

"You have praised our lady by calling her beautiful" said the bodyguard with a fierce face.

"Huh, you guys are crazy, huh?" I was surprised to hear the words of the bodyguard, from where he came to think that there was a man who praised me beautiful means he was insolent.

"I'm sorry, Miss. Only Mr. Arga can praise the beauty of the lady" the guard continued.

"Salima, please my friend," I said staring at Salimah who was just standing there.

"I'm sorry, Miss. If this is the order of Lord Arga, then there is nothing better than to obey him" Salimah explained.

"Well, I'll go, let me go!" he shouted and rebelled.

"Stop him!" I'm in high blood seeing this embarrassing situation.

Eventually the two bodyguards violently removed Duhan's arms, then Duhan reached into his pants pocket to pick something up.

"See you later, Sabrina," Duhan said, holding out a handshake, I accepted his hand with a bad feeling because he had been treated badly by the bodyguard.

"I'm sorry for them, Duhan."

"It's okay." Duhan passed away leaving this restaurant, his hands seemed to clench looking around this place which was already crowded with people crowding with eyes of curious about what really happened.

How unpleasant my heart was over this incident, making me want to go home immediately, food that I still half left and took Salimah to the car.

All the way home, I continued to grumble endlessly, who should I blame for this, but of course the supremely righteous Mr. Arga would never be wrong.

Salimah just kept quiet while occasionally smiling at me. What's so funny? I even wanted to smash the faces of the two bodyguards to a pulp, annoying them so much.

After I got home, I went straight into the room, all the groceries were placed in the Bimo bang near the locker room door.

I dropped my body on the bed, opened the bag and found a small piece of paper that Duhan had just slipped in my hand as we shook hands.

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