Marrying a Mysterious Man

From the Stomach Up to the Heart

A large house with a luxurious interior design. Shira enters the house while gawking at the thing that amazes her.

“Wah, huge ya dalemnya, broad,” murmurnya.

Seen in front of the stairs, Akash was talking to a man in a black uniform. Then, after he finished, he turned to Shira and called out to her.

“Hey, you ... come here, come with me!” his yell.

Shira nodded, then she set her foot back to chase the man she thought was a driver.

“Hey, why did you bring me here? Will I be hired here?” tanya Shira who is now walking after Akash.

“Don't ask much, you I brought here just to rest!” akash said then stopped at the door of a room.

Chequek.

Akash managed to turn the door lock, then open it. “Tonight, you slept in this room,” he said, inviting Shira to come in.

“Wah .. her room is huge, it's like a princess's room. My room at home is not this big,” he said.

“Indeed you have a home?” tanya Akash raised his eyebrows.

Shira turned her head, then smiled insipidly. “Punya .. but it has been seized,” he replied softly.

“Yes already, then you rest. In the closet there are some women's clothes, you can use them.”

Shira nodded. “Thank you yes ...” He looked confused when he mentioned the name.

“Eh yes, we ‘kan have not been introduced. Whose name?” ask Shira.

Akash furrowed his eyebrows together, staring warily at the woman in front of him.

Shira then extended her hand. “OK, then I'll go first. My name is Nashira, you can call me Shira."

"Why is it not called Nasi?"

Shira immediately scowled her face. "What a mushy rice I call rice!" his gerrick.

"Yes .. 'right, Nashira, so it is not much different if it is called Rice."

Shira clucking. "As far as you are! Then what's your name?" Still with his stalling hand asking for a shake.

A few seconds later, Akash returns Shira's hand. “Call me Akash,” he replied, then release his hand from Shira.

After releasing her hands, Shira wrinkled her eyebrows, she felt that the name of the man in front of her was very familiar. “Name as a stranger,” murmured in the heart.

Akash leaves Shira's room. And Shira was finally able to drop her body on a bed that was so soft and comfortable. He stretched out all the muscles of his body that felt really very stiff.

The clock showed at two in the morning. “Today was really amazing tiring,” his mummy, then he immediately went to the bathroom to clean himself.

Meanwhile, in another room, Akash was busy fiddling with his phone. He called Edwin, his personal secretary.

“Ed, the woman I told you about back then, I got it. Her name is Nashira, she's tangled in a debt case with Mr. Hellboy. Please find out the woman's information as soon as possible,” he said while holding a flat object he placed near his earlobe.

“Good, Sir, as soon as I can do,” Edwin's voice behind the phone.

“OK, faster is better,” he said ending the call. Then turn off the phone.

***

The next morning, Nashira awakens from her dream. He stretched his body, feeling the freshness of his body. Faintly glancing towards the wall clock, he narrowed his eyes to see clearly, what time is it now.

He immediately sat awake, and rounded his eyes when he saw the clock was showing at 12 noon.

“Gosh! Why can I wake up this plate,” he murmured in panic. Then, he heard the sound of the roar of a car that seemed to be from the side of his room. He ran to the window that was still covered by the curtains. And it turns out that sure enough, the room he occupied this window leads to the backyard where, the car he was riding last night parked there.

However, unfortunately, the car has now gone far away from the page. Nashira tried to call, but her efforts were futile as her voice would definitely not be heard until outside.

“Yeah, hunt goes.” Shira was confused, she chose to take a bath first, and after that she got ready. He came out of his room, wearing a white dress patterned with small dark green flowers.

He glanced to the right and to the left. In this spacious mansion there was no one other than the man in black uniform who stood motionless, near the stairs there, the stairs leading to the second floor. He was confused, I don't know what to do.

Just as he was about to step, by accident, his bare feet were barefoot, stepping on something softly hairy down there.

“Sendal,” muttered Shira as she looked at the two wooly bunny sandals that looked very tender to wear.

“What is that handsome driver who kept it here for me?” mumbling smiled. He was happy to try it, and it turned out that the size was right at his feet.

Then, Shira ventured to step over to the old man who was still in his place.

“Excuse me, Sir. Sorry to ask, does the boss in this house exist?” ask Shira.

“Young Master is gone. He told me not to get out of this house. And while there's no need to do anything. If you are hungry, you can cook in the kitchen, because the chef here is having a few days off,” he told Shira.

"Huh? His Young Master was so kind as to tell me like that," his mind was a little flabbergasted.

“Oh, fine, thank you, sir.” Shira turned around to go towards the kitchen. However, he stopped his steps, then turned around while smiling shyly at the old man.

“Hehe, sorry, sir. Want to ask again, if the kitchen is next to where?” tanyanya shame.

“Please you go in the right direction there, and enter through that door,” he replied while indicating the direction.

“Good, thank you, sir,” reply Shira so polite.

Although Shira is the only child of a rich man, she could have grown up to be a very spoiled woman. However, her father Davies did not teach that to Shira, his father had always trained Shira to become an independent woman, even since Shira sat on the bench of Junior High, she must have been made tough when she lost her favorite mother. And when High School he should be able to accept, if his father remarried to another woman, which is arguably a crazy woman of treasure.

Shira opened the refrigerator, seeing so many vegetables and food stocks available there. He also had the idea to cook a very good meal for his master later.

Although he is not very reliable in cooking, but Shira quite mastered some of the food menu that is guaranteed to taste will make people like the cuisine.

“OK, let's grab our Master's heart with food. Because, the saying .... love can start from the stomach up to the heart,” murmured full of confidence, he immediately acted to execute all the food he had taken from the refrigerator.

Meanwhile, now Akash is meeting someone who is none other than Edwin—secretary.

“How? Did you get all the information?” akash asked, raising one of his legs resting on one of his knees. Sitting in his majesty chair.

“Already, Sir, here's the data.” Edwin handed over a large map to Akash.

And when Akash read it, his face looked scowled. Edwin watched him, because he knew that, until an angry expression appeared on his Master's face, he would be in trouble at once.

"Lord, let there be no trouble in that document, Lord," Edwin murmured inwardly.

Seriate....