HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Pick up the driver

This morning Mr. Joe will come to pick up the files I signed, they contain only the rules of marriage that I have to obey, they all feel very restrictive to my every move, if he could, he'd publish a new rule, so that I could save my breath around him, maybe this is crazy, but obviously he can do it, he's just as crazy as his boss.

Ting! Bell rings.

because mom and bi Ijah are going to the market, I open the door.

"Good morning, Miss." Mr. Joe's been tidy this early.

"Good morning sir, please sit down first, I'll make you a drink." My bargain.

"No need to bother, miss, just put the signed file, and here's a new rule file for you, about working hours, about, the day and the things you have to look after while working without the boss's supervision."

"Alright, I'll get the file first in the room."

I rushed into the room to pick up what was necessary, and returned as fast as lightning.

"This is sir." I thrust the file into the table in front of him.

"Hahaha, do you really approve of all this, miss? your guts are big too."

Why is he laughing so anyway, his laughter is a little bit my fear.

"I will try to abide by all these rules, sir." I tried to convince.

"You're so sure, Miss." He looks at me cynically.

"I am a confident person." I answered while holding in shame.

"Well, tonight I'll pick you up to meet the boss, don't forget to learn all the new rules about your work, I'll go first" he continued.

"Later tonight?" i'm appalled.

"Next year!"

"What's up to inviting me to come to him?"

"It's none of my business, just follow his orders, you said you were going to fulfill all those rules, in fact you just kept arguing."

"Eh, I don't mean it like that, sir." Suddenly I was afraid.

"You just have to obey, Miss, don't argue!"

"Well, fine, I understand, sir."

"I go first, get ready for tonight, I won't wait for you long just to get dressed up."

"Good, Sir."

I drove him to the front porch.

This man is exactly the same as his boss, the difference is that he only behaves normally when discussing other things than about the boss, but when he has entered into serious talks about the employer, the difference is that, he was no less frightening, if his boss was scary because of his silence, this man was scary because of his words, they were fooled! Huh.

The crane! phone's ringing.

Turns out it was a message from Riani, I told her about all the boutique chores and some meetings with clients, all of them she took care of, I trusted her very much, from the start, from the beginning, he already knows how I started this venture from absolutely zero.

[Saa, when are you going to the boutique?]

[No idea, maybe a few more days, Ri]

[You sick? I'll come see you]

[I'm not, I'm busy at home, I'm fine]

[I think you're sick, yasudah, take care of your health Saa, I'll take care of all the work well]

[I trust you, don't go home too late, just relax, keep me informed of our sales progress]

[Each boss]

I hung up my phone, left it on the table, took the file Mr. Joe gave me, I was curious about the contents. I read everything very carefully, he was really detailed write down all these rules, it was not too complicated, I could definitely live it without mistakes, I was confident.

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Tonight I'm getting ready, I told mom and dad that tonight Mr. Joe is going to pick me up to meet his boss.

I wore a blue sleeveless dress with a pearl trim on her waist, applied a little make up and styled my hair as neatly as possible.

What the hell am I doing? dress up like this to make her fall for me? even the dinner meeting last night the man did not care about my appearance, only taking a quick glance, it seemed like he was not interested in me at all.

"Already, Mom."

"It's so pretty, Mr. Arga would be so happy to see you with such a beautiful make-up." Praise mother.

"Don't overdo it, Mom." I smile shyly.

"Mr Joe's waiting downstairs."

"Alright, let's go down, ma'am." Mother took my hand with a smile as she went down the stairs.

I was nervous, what was he telling me to come to him, he should have come here, he was a man, he should have gone to the woman he was marrying. Ah. This time the situation is different. I'm just a peyek crumbs, don't expect to be privileged.

"You're beautiful tonight, Miss" He smiled warmly.

"Thank you" I said slowly, nodding my head.

"Let's go now, the boss is waiting for you" he continued.

I just nodded with my already red cheeks blushing in shame for his praise. I then said goodbye to my mom and dad and hurried away.

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In the car, Mr. Joe just kept quiet, he just had a beard listening to the sound of music playing on the tape of this car.

"Sir, where are we going?" I ventured to ask.

"Certainly meet your future husband, Miss."

"I mean, to the restaurant or the cafe or the house?"

"You'll know later."

"Why did he ask to meet and tell you to bother picking me up?"

"Maybe you'll eat it, Hahahaha." He laughed, scary.

"May I ask?" I went back to looking for a topic.

"Please, whatever your question is as long as you don't ask me the reason I'm this handsome, Hahaha."

"You are so confident, sir." I feel weird about this guy.

"Let it be, I'm handsome, admit it." He's still a whimper.

"What are you working for or who is Mr Arga?" manya curious.

"I'm just a driver, miss."

"Have you known Mr. Arga for a long time, why is he so jutek? why is he so arrogant? why does it look so arrogant?" I'm landing a long question.

"You'll have a lot of trouble if you're not good at arranging your little lips, miss." He grins.

"What happened to my lips?" at once I took out a small glass from the bag I was putting on my thighs, and glazed over.

"Hahaha, I mean, you'd be in a lot of trouble if you talk too much, boss doesn't like chatty people like you, just talk as necessary, don't ask too many questions, just shut up and smile, that's all, it will make your life longer" he explained.

I was so embarrassed, I thought I was wrong to wear lipstick until she told me my lips were causing trouble. I stopped this conversation and turned my eyes out, watching the crowded traffic of vehicles along the way, thinking of the reason why Mr. Arga had his driver pick me up.

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