Mrs Yolanda's Driver

Unguessable

"Where are we going Otis?" lady Yolanda asked as the car she was riding with Otis broke into the silence of the night. The thick fog blocked the view. The air that night was very cold. Indeed, the place Otis visited was a mountainous area. At night, the temperature becomes so low that visitors must wear thick clothes.

"It's a beautiful place, ma'am. You must be happy," Otis replied confidently. The man looked at his master who was sitting at the side before looking forward again. During her time in the hometown, Mrs Yolanda never sat in the back. The woman always chose to sit next to Otis. In front of everyone he no longer treated Otis like a driver. Even some people who don't know about them think they're dating. Although the age of Lady Yolanda was far above Otis, but her youthful face made everyone think that her age was still far below Otis.

"At night, the lake looks very scary" said Mrs Yolanda, looking at the lake lying on the side of the road.

"Say the area here once committed suicide by jumping into the lake, Madam," Otis said in a serious manner.

"Otis .. Don't scare me!" Madam Yolanda stared intently at Otis who was countered with a sweet smile. The man lowered the speed of his car when the car he was driving had entered the winding road.

After traveling for almost 20 minutes, the two of them arrived at a very beautiful location. Otis took Lady Yolanda to a hill. It was not only Otis who decided to visit the hill at night. There are some couples who choose to spend their nights relaxing in some well-prepared cottages. From the chairs, visitors can see the beauty of the city at night. The sky is very clear tonight. The city lights and the flickering stars seemed to be interconnected and united at the end there.

"I didn't think Indonesia had such a beautiful place. Otis, have you been here a lot before?"

Otis. "I dare not come here because all who come bring their partners, Madam."

Madam Yolanda narrowed her eyes. "Then you took me?"

"Take your partner." Otis stepped towards the coffee shop. "Mrs, you can sit there. I'll buy coffee and grilled corn for us."

Madam Yolanda looked at the empty chair before stepping slowly. Before arriving at the chair, the pair of lovers had already broken through and sat there. Madam Yolanda held back her footsteps. He wanted to curse the man who had taken his seat. But somehow Mrs Yolanda did not want to show her true nature in front of everyone for now.

Madam Yolanda sighed before returning to the car. Otis ran after Madam Yolanda while carrying two cups of coffee in his hands.

"Mrs, just sit here" Otis said, pointing to the front of the car. Madam Yolanda shook her head.

"That's not a good idea, Otis" he refused.

"At least we can sit down. We can also enjoy the view from here."

Lady Yolanda felt bad about having to reject Otis' offer. The woman nodded and stood in front of the car. Otis knew that Mrs Yolanda could not get on top of the car. "Mistress, hold this coffee."

Mrs Yolanda, just according. He held the two hot cups of coffee and then raised both hands up. Otis easily lifted Madam Yolanda's body and sat her down in the car.

"Hows it? Comfortable, right?"

Lady Yolanda gave Otis coffee before he sipped his coffee slowly. "It's not good."

"This time I agree with you, Madam," replied Otis. The man asked for the coffee in Mrs Yolanda's grasp. "Do you want me to help you get rid of it, ma'am?"

Madam Yolanda immediately gave the unpleasant coffee before looking forward again. Otis immediately threw the coffee into a nearby garbage can. While waiting for the order corn to come, the man stood leaning in front of the car while looking ahead.

"How, Madam? Beautiful isn't?"

"Hemm," he muttered unwillingly looking at Otis' face.

"Are you okay, Madam?" Otis watched Madam Yolanda's eyes now glazed over. The light of the lamp there made those teary eyes clearly visible. From the side Otis could see clearly the sad face of Madam Yolanda. Anyhow and wherever he took Lady Yolanda, it turned out that the woman remained unhappy. She still thinks of her husband. He was still thinking about his household with Mr. Abraham. Otis who was just a driver felt there was no price.

"You must be cold. Wear this Madam." Otis took off the jacket he was wearing and then covered Madam Yolanda's body. At that time Mrs Yolanda herself was wearing thick clothes. But Otis believes that the thick clothes are not enough to warm Madam Yolanda's body.

"I want to go home." Madam Yolanda turned her face away. Before the woman hid her face Otis could see the droplets of tears dripping down. Madam Yolanda wiped away the tears on her cheeks silently before looking at Otis again with a fake smile.

"Alright madam. I'll take you home if you're not comfortable in this place. What purpose did I bring you here to make you smile. Not to see your tears drip again."

"thank you. Oh very nice guy. You're willing to bother doing something that's clearly not your job." Madam Yolanda looked at a man who came to them with two grilled corn in her hand. The woman took a deep breath and turned her face again. Otis looked ahead. The man took out a wallet and took some money to pay for two grilled corns of his order.

"Take the change" Otis said as he received the grilled corn.

"Thank you, sir," said the seller. The corn seller immediately left Otis and Lady Yolanda alone there.

Lady Yolanda forced herself to come down immediately. Otis was shocked. Fortunately, Mrs Yolanda did not fall. The woman immediately got into the car while Otis was still standing in front with two grilled corn in his hand.

Madam Yolanda covered her face with her hands. Her tears are flowing. It turned out that her smile and cheerful face since at the restaurant was just a fake expression. Here is the real him. He felt hurt and disappointed. To the point that he can't smile anymore.

Otis got in the car. The grilled corn that he had been holding was no longer there. I don't know where the guy threw it. When Otis entered, Madam Yolanda immediately turned her face away. He tried to come back strong then indeed the face of Otis with a challenging face. His characteristic haughty face.

"Mrs ...."

Madam Yolanda looked at Otis and scrunched her forehead. Otis felt pity. The woman's face was very clear. He took out a tissue and wiped away the tears that were still left on his cheeks. Her touch stopped at the corner of Mrs Yolanda's lips. Again Otis lost control when imagining the warm touch of Mrs Yolanda's lips yesterday.

Otis brought his face closer to that of Lady Yolanda. He had completely forgotten the limits. Before the lips managed to land perfectly, Madam Yolanda suddenly pulled her body and slapped a hard slap on Otis' cheek.

"SO DAMN YOU OTIS!"