Miss, Make Me Your Driver!!
Chapter 28 First Duty
"That motorbike has my friend Miss," Ervin reasoned.
"So your friend is a rich man? why don't you work with him and become a driver?" Clara crossed her arms and looked at Ervin's face through the rearview mirror.
"In my friend's place it's enough workers Non, so I can't work there," Ervin replied quickly.
This time the response was quick, precise and sounded logical.
Clara simply nodded, the brown bead of eyes still staring intensely at Ervin.
"Why does it seem like I've seen you before" Clara thought hard.
"Huh? what did Miss say?" Ervin asked.
"You, I've seen you before but somewhere else" he repeated louder.
"Maybe it's just Miss's feeling" Ervin said quickly as he continued to drive.
I hope he doesn't remember that we met in Singapore.
"Hey, you're going the wrong way!" Clara told Ervin to stop turning.
"Sorry Non, I don't know where your company is headed," Ervin stopped and looked back.
His smile was perfect.
Because of the thought that had even failed to focus.
"Ck, did the security man not tell you my office address?" Clara clucked in annoyance.
Ervin shook his head, his eyes still staring at Clara.
"Open the location map on the bottom screen of that dashboard! Type in the address so you know where it is," Clara told Ervin.
Clara mentioned an address, Ervin didn't say anything just his fingers were moving agilely.
"Well, sophisticated yes Non car," Ervin amazed (he pretended you know viewers ).
"Hurry way! I'm late," he grumbled.
If it wasn't my first day at work, I'd have told you you were a fucking driver.
Quickly the car that was driven by Ervin darted into the streets. Not half an hour the vehicle was in front of a tall building with dozens of floors in it.
Ervin was silent after they arrived.
"Lho, why not open the door anyway?" Clara was getting angry from waiting.
"Ah Yes Non, forgive me Miss," Ervin hurried to open the Seat belt he was wearing and got out of the car and opened the door for Clara.
I forget that I am now social status has changed.
Ervin widened his smile at Clara, bowing respectfully and closing the car door again after his young Miss came out.
"Don't forget to ask the same Om Frank what is your duty after me! and don't forget to pick me up every 3 p.m., I don't want you to be late," before Ervin said, Clara had stepped in and left the man with a look on Clara's back.
"It turns out he's jutek too," Ervin was still stunned in his place.
Plaque...
A gentle pat landed on his shoulder.
"Who is this? how does it look weird? new employee in this office, huh mas?" Look at a woman who was patting earlier.
"Not Ma'am, I just want someone," he said then passed from before the woman.
"The face is handsome but unfortunately not fashionable," The woman looked at Ervin's back until it was not seen again.
Braaaack...
The sound of the car door closing fast.
"Any word? I look weird?" His hands clenched the steering wheel tightly.
The vehicle also rolled back into the city streets that were filled with various types of vehicles.
Ervin returns to the D. He quickly reported to a man named Frank after getting out of the car.
"Who's looking for me?" Asked a tall man with muscular arms, he stepped about to enter the house.
"What's up? What are you looking for me for?" ask the muscular man.
"I told Miss to find you before I go to pick her up later" she said honestly.
"Then come with me upstairs!" Frank stepped to the side of the house and climbed the stairs that were there.
Ervin couldn't believe his vision.
"You should clean this Rooftop before lunch time!" frank's orders.
Ervin gulped heavily, only the first day of work even told to clean this vast Rooftop.
"Why shut up? quickly clean! Get a bucket, a bathroom brush and some mold-cleaning liquid in the toilet!" point at.
"Yes sir, I'll clean it up!" Ervin walked to the toilet.
Frank followed from behind with his leisure.
"I don't know what your name is yet?" Frank squinted his eyes in the sunlight.
"My name is Ervin Sir," Ervin thrust his hand out to shake his hand.
However, his hand was just hanging in the air. Frank won't shake hands.
"You should know Vin, if I'm Mr. D's right hand here, so whatever I tell you to do!" Frank leaves Ervin alone.
Ervin was stunned staring at the vast Rooftop.
The place resembles an eccentric outdoor cafe.
Glass bottles were strewn on the floor. Also seen are the glasses scattered on the table complete with ashtrays that are full of cigarette butts.
"What dream did I have last night? I'm just a chauffeur, why should I clean this place?" Ervin stared at the dirt lazily.
'Hey, quick work! Otherwise you won't get your lunch rations!" Scream at someone who just boarded. The man was still at the end of the stairs.
"Alright," Ervin answered the origin.
Now inevitably, Ervin cleaned it up.
He started brushing the walls. Over time sweat poured on Ervin's forehead. The shirt she was wearing got wet. Now it's your turn to pick up the full bottles and ashtrays. With nimble Ervin throw in the trash that is in one corner of the rooftop.
Ervin's breath began to wince, he took a break for a moment by leaning his back on the chair available there.
"I swear tired, for a whole new life this time I do this job," he lamented.
(Most moaning is not gentleman you know Vin 🙄)
It wasn't until ten minutes that he took a broom and started sweeping the entire floor.
Ervin's body was visibly sweating, Ervin grimacing while occasionally wiping off the sweat on his forehead using his arms. He only realized that his muscular posture was clearly imprinted on his clothes that were wet with sweat. He also opened his clothes by crossing up, so exposed neat fur that was embossed in his armpits.
Ervin just put his clothes on the chair, then he started sweeping back.
On the steps were two people peeking at Ervin's work.
"Hahaha, you bego boy, just be willing to work Om Frank," he laughed.
"Truly Om Frank this is a new child's confusion" said the other
There were two people talking about Ervin the new driver on the stairs.
"Ah come on, it's none of our business, let's get out of here! Om Frank might catch us, "they came down the stairs slowly so that no sound could be made.
Bruaaack...
The two people were shocked and immediately ran to the source of the sound
"God, why can....
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