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Samsak

"Yes God. Where'd he go! If you find out, I'll be out for letting that woman escape."

The man dressed in a black suit ruffled his hair in frustration. He was tired of looking for the figure of the ugly curly-haired woman he had delivered earlier.

Sorry is free. He should have followed wherever his future mistress went. Not even let the village woman enter alone into this large mall.

Ripping the phone out of his pants pocket, he intends to contact the boss to seek help. This time he gave up. It had been more than two hours of her surrounding every corner of the mall but the woman had not managed to be found either.

"Sir!" call someone from behind, with a pat on the right shoulder. The light alone made the man who was still tense was surprised to almost drop his phone.

The driver turned his head, then heaved a sigh of relief as soon as he saw who was behind him.

"Mrs? Where have you been?" panicked while keeping his phone back.

"Hehehe. I'm lost, sir," Mulan lied in a grin. The woman scratched her nape. Pretending to be embarrassed in front of the driver.

"God. I have been seeing Madam since. But Madam isn't pa-pa, is she?" his question is full of anxiety.

"Safe, sir. I'm fine." Mulan nodded convincingly.

"Yes already. Then now we're leaving. But I hope Mrs Mulan doesn't stay long in her family's place. We only have an hour left from now" he said, showing the watch on his wrist.

"An hour?" Mulan widens her eyes. Acting as if he was very surprised to hear it.

"Yes, Madam. We've wasted a lot of time in this mall."

Mulan exhaled heavily while putting on a sad face. It was obvious that it attracted the attention of the man in front of him to be interested in asking.

"Why, Madam? Any issues?"

Instead of directly answering, Mulan actually put up increasingly sad mimicry that ultimately makes the driver impatient and choose urgent.

"Mistress?"

"It's better to cancel our plans to see my family, sir. Free, because our time is not enough either."

"meaning?"

"To get to my uncle's house alone we need two hours. Not to mention time to talk. Not to mention the return trip."

"Oh my God ..," sighed the driver as he slowly struck his head. "Keep how, Madam?"

"Quiet, Sir. Don't panic. I can contact them by phone, really," Mulan assured.

"Mrs sure she wants to call them?"

"Related, sir." Mulan reassured again. "I'll make sure they come on the wedding day."

"All right then. Let's go back now."

Mulan nodded obediently. He then got into the car after the driver opened the door for him. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief. This mid-statured driver turned out to be easy to grate.

Arriving at her future husband's house, Mulan was immediately greeted by a waiter as well as two people dressed in luxurious clothes and beautiful paras. They introduced themselves as the designated boutique owner preparing a wedding dress for her.

Mulan doesn't act much. The simple woman with a plain look without makeup was just manut following the instructions.

Only three of them entered the room Mulan used to sleep in last night. Apparently in there have been prepared some wedding dresses white color is very beautiful and luxurious.

Mulan flabbergasted. Just looking at her dress, she believes that her wedding will be held in a big way.

"You have to try it before you choose the most suitable one" said one of the two people who had introduced himself as Rebecca. The soft-spoken woman helped Mulan wholeheartedly, in contrast to her colleague Jessie who looked at Mulan with a look of disdain.

"You see her face? Ish, very ugly and clumsy. How could Mr. Bara choose her to be a wife. Hid. It's really not worth it."

"Std. Don't gossip. He could hear," Rebecca whispered.

Mulan who was looking at herself in front of the mirror immediately clenched her hands to hear herself as a subject. It was clear he heard. They are in one room. It was just that he was in a special room of clothes.

Without a second thought, he went straight out to approach Jessie and Rebecca. Unlike Jessie who looks ordinary, Rebecca looks surprised to see the appearance of Mulan.

"Hows it? You likey?" ask Rebecca to drive away the shock.

"I want to try something else." Mulan answered flatly.

"Of course," Rebecca replied in full readiness. "Where do you want it first?" she asked while pointing at some dresses.

"I want that one." Mulan pointed at one dress.

"All right." Rebecca without hesitation wanted to help Mulan. However, Mulan actually rejected him with just a hand gesture.

"I want him to help me" he points to Jessie, who spontaneously makes the girl cluck in disbelief.

"Me?" he asked while pointing at himself in an understatement style.

"of course. Is there anyone else besides you?" mulan replied while holding her chest.

Jessie barely refuses if Rebecca doesn't signal to be ready. Finally the girl followed Mulan's wishes despite her compulsion.

"Aow! It hurts!" peeking Mulan as Jessie helps her take off her clothes. The surprised Jessi just widened her eyes watching Mulan grimacing in her hand. It was obvious he was confused. He didn't even do anything.

"Jess! What are you doing?" rebuke Rebecca's panicking.

"What's? I didn't even do anything!"

"Lied!" mulan's mouth doesn't accept. "You purposely twisted my hand, right? What's my fault?" accuse him with a sad face.

When Jessie was only flabbergasted, Mulan again posed a threat. "Can't you, that's a good job? You want your carelessness to be squared at the boutique owner?"

Jessie buying. And Rebecca too. Both of them did not expect that this ugly woman even dared to threaten Jessie.

"Mrs, please forgive Jessie's mistake. He didn't do that on purpose." Instead of Jessie apologizing, Rebecca humbled herself to represent the girl.

"Why are you even apologizing? Should've let your friend get his reward!"

"It's my fault. I'm senior. I should have given him good instructions."

Snorting softly, Mulan threw her weight onto a sofa. His eyes glanced threateningly at Jessie. After all the haughty girl should get a lesson.

Just when that phone in Rebecca's pocket rang a sign of an incoming call. The woman asked permission briefly to pick up the phone outside. Mulan nodded faintly giving approval marks. The woman immediately smirked at Jessi who was alone.

"Can you help me open my shoes?" her door in a soft tone after a while the atmosphere was quiet.

Not wanting to have any problems with her work, Jessie nodded in response. He approached Mulan and squatted down to be able to open Mulan's shoes. Without the girl expecting it, Mulan's legs that had originally crossed suddenly moved pushing her away. It is clear that he fell because there was no readiness before.

Jessie was angry, but Mulan laughed. For whatever sake Jessie wants to grab Mulan's hair. However, he remembered that he still needed a job. So that he was all his strength to hold back and dampen his anger.

"Why?" mulan's reprimand can read Jessie's head. "Would you hit? Wanna jambak? Let's do!"

Jessie was silent. Not a tickle, not even answering. The girl's attitude made Mulan laugh again. And the laughter sounded horrified in Jessie's ears.

Taking off the glasses and putting them on the sofa, Mulan leaned her body towards Jessie who was sitting on the floor. Her index raised Jessie's chin, while the beautiful brown eyeball watched the girl closely.

"You're beautiful too." Mulan commented while raising one eyebrow. "But baby .. a-ro-gan!" his assertiveness was full of emphasis that made Jessie spontaneously tiptoe.

"Is this the good attitude of an employee? Blatantly gossiping customers! Humiliating the dignity of the heartless! I can't believe–" Mulan clucked while shaking her head. "A trusted employee like you will only serve well a beautiful customer. Very unprofessional! What did you say to me? I'm just gonna be a samsak?"

Jessie immediately shook her head strongly as a form of denial. "No, Mistress. I'm not saying that" she's afraid. He almost cried from the pain. Mulan gripped firmly on her wrist. Even the woman's long nails stuck on the surface of her skin.

"We'll see who will be the samsak" Mulan whispered right in Jessie's ear. Making the girl turn scared mixed in horror.