Milky

Part. 44

"You sure you can drive?" Akmal's eyes glanced sharply down the left side of Bima's body.

"Yes, Master!" Nodding a little without turning to the man she called Master. Both of his hands gripped tightly at the steering wheel, the engine had just been switched on.

"If you're not good at driving, you can still resign from now on. I believe in God because he is not only good at driving, but also good at protecting me from danger. Are you sure you can do it?" The second question really stepped on Bima's self-esteem.

The grip of his hand on the steering wheel strengthened, the two jaws clashing tightly. Bima turned his head, the smile he formed changed the man's haughty attitude. Those eyes flickered nervously, Bima is really more terrifying than God.

"You know who I am? I'm a wild racing jockey, sir. You know exactly what those people are like, don't you?" whispered Bima with her head deliberately tilted towards Akmal.

The arrogant man rewinded the body attached with the car door. The fur of the romanya brim when hearing the sound of Bima hissing. He even had trouble sipping his own saliva because something blocked his throat. It blocks the supply of air flowing into the lungs, leaving a tightness that squeezes.

He drew as much air as he could quickly when Bima's face slowly moved away. Still with the same smile, the smile that hit Akmal's self-esteem. However, he no longer dared to play Bima.

"So, sir, are you ready to go on an adventure with me?" Bima glanced at a glance from sitting her upright behind the wheel. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel, waiting for Akmal's answer. Shouldn't the master say that?

"OK!" continued Bima when the head of the master did a nod. He prepared to run the car, but a middle-aged man came rushing in and knocked on his door.

Bima opened the car glass, Fahru was shocked when he found not the God of his son driver this time.

"What's up, Papah? Hurry up, I have a meeting with Briant this morning" Akmal exclaimed, showing a clock curled around his wrist.

Degh's!

Hearing the name Briant called, reminded Bima of the time he was stalking at the restaurant at that time.

"Ah .. yes." Fahru glanced at his son for a while before staring at Bima, "come back home after dropping off Akmal." He distanced the body after saying his purpose.

"Good, Sir."

"Can't, Papah-"

"There are no rules from you, Akmal. Papah wants him to drop Papah off after dropping you off" Fahru said. Akmal clucked irritatedly with a face that turned away from his figure.

"No problem, Sir. I will return to this house after dropping off Young Master," said Bima firmly. Fahru nodded his head and let them go.

The car slowly left the magnificent residence, today Bima did not get the opportunity to enter it. It's okay, there are still many days that he will pass to be the driver of the family. One day he will be able to enter the house.

"Why is Papah always interrupting my pleasure? Though, today I would like to leave after the meeting" Akmal chirped to himself. He did not pay attention to Bima who smiled faintly hearing her mutter.

The car continues to advance on the road, seamlessly without obstacles. Bima is agile to play the wheel, overtaking the vehicles in front of him with epic. Akmal's lips formed an upward curved line, seemingly satisfied with the workings of Bima.

"Hmm .. You are different from God. Braver and more nimble" he said.

Bima, who seemed to know what his task was, immediately went out and opened the door for Akmal. He waited until the man was completely outside. In front of the company building stood another man. Having a mixed face makes it different from the others.

Bima frowned, in her hand carrying Akmal's briefcase, the steps continued to follow her master.

Maybe he's called Briant? guess it in the heart.

"Young Master, the meeting is about to begin. We better have to hurry" said the man who was awarded the extraordinary good looks. Her pure white skin was almost flawless, her proportional body was different from her employer who had a slightly distended stomach.

"You may return, and deliver my papah safely" he said, taking Bima's bag. Briant glanced at the driver, his eyebrows twitched in wonder.

"Good, Sir." Bima handed the bag over without bowing. The more astonished Briant was, he was different from a God who behaved more respectfully.

"You new? What's yourname?" The voice of Briant who asked averted Bima's gaze. Only his eyeballs appear to rotate, the rest can not be seen clearly because of the mask that covers it.

Eyes are ... as to who? I feel familiar with those eyes.

"Yes, Sir. I am Juan, the son of the Lord who will replace his duties from today," said Bima throw a look down from the eyes with Briant. Lookie! He's not even looking down.

"Follow me!" After looking deeply at the figure of the young man before him, Briant invited him into a room. Bima followed behind him while looking to the right and left watching each company building.

"Give me an ID belonging to Lord God!" His hands ask Bima. Without hesitation he gave the ID to him, and waited after Briant's order patiently.

His two eyes were unceasingly turning there and there admiring the tall building that was clawing at the sky.

"Enak really if working in Dalem here. Adem," quietly. Not a smile from his closed lips. Pay attention to the employees downstream in front of him by carrying the file in hand.

Their uniforms were different, but still had the same logo as the suit he wore. Before long Briant came to him.

"Here, use your own ID. Welcome to the Group!" Briant stuck a hand at him. Bima who was initially confused, then welcomed the helping hand after receiving a new ID from him.

"Brienne! Young Master's Assistant in this company. If there's anything you want to ask, find me. I'll explain everything to you" Briant said after the two hands met and clung to each other. His lips were smiling, he was not as cold as he seemed.

"Thank you, sir." Bima heart rate, Briant better than his employer. Briant escorted Bima to the parking lot, waiting until the young man disappeared with the car he was driving.

"As Uncle Razka said, someone was stalking him. That young man, makes me suspicious, but what? I have to watch him from today" Briant murmured. As the assistant in charge of the safety of the entire family, Briant had to be more vigilant.

"Aulia's aunt, those eyes are exactly like hers. Was he the one the two girls told about back in the village?" His forehead wrinkled up to make the two base of his eyebrows meet each other.

"Brienne!" Akmal's voice touched him.

"Ah .. yes, sir." He quickly turned around and followed his superior to the meeting room.