HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

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Today Claire canceled all her shows to keep me company in her apartment.

The place was not so luxurious, but it was very neat and cozy, there were not many items in this room, but Claire stared at everything so beautifully.

"You want to take a walk, Sa?" claire asked when she finished breakfast together.

"I don't want to go anywhere, Claire."

"Come on, how about accompanying me to a salon or spa?"

"But--."

"Let's indulge for a moment, Sa. Women need time too. Look, now your body is very thin, much different from the first time we met and when I went to the hospital," Claire said, pointing her index finger at me.

"Are you on a diet?" ask Claire.

"No, I'm just not having a taste for food lately" I said slowly.

"Alright, but you managed to make a slim body shape like a Spanish guitar, Sa. Arga will be more and more clamps to see you," Claire said a little laugh.

I just smiled faintly in response to him. There is no intention at all in my heart to diet, but the problems that are happening to me at this time make my appetite disappear like in the earth.

"Prepare, we'll take a walk. Wear this shirt," said Claire while giving a red dress that is still folded in a cardboard box.

"I'm wearing regular clothes, Claire. It's too small for me," I said as I spread the dress out in front of me, a striking red color with a pearl accent on the neck, this piece of dress was very slender, where might fit on my body that contains this.

"That would fit, Sa. You think your body is now as big as what it is, your size is almost the same as mine."

"But, Claire."

"Try first, if it doesn't fit, I'll replace it with another. I have a huge collection of dresses to suit you" Claire said, pushing my body into the bathroom.

I finally got it, and changed my clothes. The first time I saw my body wrapped in this red sleeveless dress, I was so surprised, maybe my weight had shrunk by miles, until this sideways dress fit in my body.

"Look, you're so beautiful, I've never been wrong in choosing clothes for someone else" Claire said.

"Yes, right. You're an expert, Claire," I said.

After everything was ready, Claire took me to a spa in the middle of Paris. A place I hardly ever go to, because all my life I don't really like to indulge in places like this.

After doing a spa together, we headed to a salon that became a subscription to Claire. The place is very crowded visitors, the area is much larger than my boutique, all employees are men.

In front of the salon many men who sit reading the newspaper while accompanied by a cup of coffee, maybe they are waiting for their partner to do self-care in the salon.

Arriving in the salon, we were greeted kindly by a woman who may have aged, but her face was still beautiful and smooth, fine wrinkles on her face were not too visible.

"Welcome, Miss Claire," greeted the woman as she hugged Claire's slender body.

"Include, Miss. She's Sabrina, she's my best friend" Claire said, looking at me.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Miss. Please enjoy our facilities, enjoy." The woman nodded and then left.

After that, we did various treatments together, from facial facial to stretch, not forgetting to treat our nails with manicure and pedicure. Claire dyes her nails in light blue in star-shaped trinkets. While I color my fingernails with a striking red color according to the color of the dress I wear.

"Sa, I want to dye my hair" Claire said.

"Isn't this a good color, Claire?"

"I'm bored, I'm gonna have to change the color of the tip to dark blue."

"Hmm, good too. I'll wait for you then," I said.

"You should come too, don't you want to straighten your hair?" ask Claire.

"Why should it be straightened out? I like my hair."

"Sometimes you also have to get out of your comfort zone, Sa. There's a lot you have to try" Claire smiled.

"I'll think about it" I said not sure.

"Alright, alright. You always force."

I finally followed Claire's advice, straightening the curly hair that I've been proud of. I don't know why, I feel interested this time, when before I never had the intention to straighten the hair.

"Perfect!" claire shouted while shaking my shoulder.

"Ah, you're so pretty, Sa. I'm amazed to see you."

"Don't overdo it, Claire. I'm ashamed, "I winked, because Claire's scream made all the eyes of visitors in this salon look at us with a strange look.

"I'm just so fascinated to see you, Sa. I'm getting curious that Arga saw this fantastic change of yours" Claire said.

I can't even predict how Mr. Arga will react when I return, with a different appearance.

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After indulging in self-indulgence, Claire took me for a walk in a park located in the middle of Paris, Jardin Du Luxembourg. The park is very spacious, various children's playgrounds are also available here, there is an apple garden that stretches out in front of the eyes, large statues are scattered in every corner of the park as a medium of education.

In this park, visitors can also get learning about how to keep bees, here there is also a large greenhouse in which there is a collection of various orchid and rose plants. We decided to take a walk to see the contents of the greenhouse.

"You like roses, Sa?" claire asked and gave me a white rose.

"How do you know?"

"Joe, he said it."

"Well, why is he telling such unimportant things," I said in shock.

"For a man who is drunk with romance, any trifle will be meaningful, Sa." Claire smiled, but her sad face could not be covered just like that.

"You mean?" I snorted, confused. I don't understand what Claire just said.

"Don't you feel like there's a guy who dropped his love too deep on you besides Arga?"

"Fell in love? mister Joe fell in love with me?" i'm surprised.

"You sure you don't know about this?" claire asked again, she then took me to sit at the end of the garden, in a long wooden chair facing hundreds of orchid plants.

"I know he's been so good to me, Claire. But, I think everything she did was just because I was the wife of her boss. I didn't think that far" I explained.

"You're lucky, Sa. You get the hunk of heart that I've been yearning for all this time," Claire stared pushyly into the sky.

"You, love Joe?" many doubt.

"I don't just love him, I'm more than that."

This time I was completely made to not understand, the person who had been kind to me, I thought he was doing all this on the basis of orders from his boss, he said, he does good things because of a feeling.

And, how can a Claire, a successful woman, independent, high career, love clap one hand. In fact, the beautiful face and the perfect tall body like an angel down from the sky, there are still men who prefer to love fat women with curly hair like me.

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