Mrs Yolanda's Driver

Abraham's Family

"Otis, the life of a conglomerate is much different from our poor life. They're counting everything. Raising small problems. Eliminate the soul of tolerance. Even the taste of humaneness. Lady Yolanda who came from a noble family alone often get insults from the Abraham family just because she had not been pregnant until now.

Their marriage lasted nearly 10 years. But they are not blessed with children. Madam Yolanda has taken treatment everywhere but has not succeeded. I don't know how much money he's been spending.

His name is the son of God directly, it is clear that human effort will not exceed the power of the creator. But his name is human. Can't be patient. What else has been waiting for 10 years. Poor Madame Yolanda. Behind the visible happiness, I'm sure he harbors a million sorrows that he endures every time himself" Tika class.

"Are they two healthy? I mean, from the story you just told me. You said that Madame Yolanda was working all the way. What about Mr Abraham? Maybe the fault is in him, right?" Otis took another sip of the sweet tea that was in front of him. Somehow this afternoon he wanted to know how his employer lived. Luckily, Tika knew everything. Otherwise, Otis doesn't know where else to look.

"I know Mr. Abraham never checked. They've guaranteed that the blame lies with Mrs Yolanda."

"It can't be like that. What if Mr Abraham is barren?"

"Otis, lower your voice. If anyone hears you could die beheaded." Tika circled the room around to make sure no one eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Isn't what I said true?"

"Yes. But we're just stories. Not to interfere." Tika dropped her body on the back of the sofa. He looked back at the fish in the pond. "We don't know how our lives are tomorrow. Unlike those who have a future. People like us shouldn't know much. Because the more we know the more we're only gonna make a loss on ourselves."

"Well, you've been working here for a long time? From your salary, what have you bought? Don't you have aspirations to build a house for example? There's no way you're gonna spend the rest of your life working in this house?" Otis shifted the subject. That's right Tika said. It is not appropriate for them to describe their employer's problems.

"I am a wasteful woman. My salary is out of sight. I don't have any habits. Here's my. If I don't live in this house, I don't know where to go either."

Otis scrunched his forehead. He knew that everyone who worked in the house was getting a salary that was greater than his standard. But, why can't Tika have any savings? Seboros what is he? The appearance is also very simple.

"You're a really smart woman. I'm sorry for being so prejudiced against you. Everyone has secrets that no one else should know. I'm sorry Tika." Otis looks very sorry.

"It's mundane. Because you're not the first person to look at me like that." Tika also took a sip of the hot chocolate that was on the table. It feels drizzling this afternoon is very delicious if used to relax while chatting. To the point that they do not remember that the sky is getting dark.

"Otis, you think. Are you pretty?"

Otis chokes at hearing Tika's question. It made Tika feel offended.

"sorry. What did you say? Pretty?"

"Am I ugly?"

Otis bobbing head. "No. You're beautiful."

"Honestly," Tika asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes. You're beautiful and nice." Otis smiled to make Tika happy too.

"Then do you mind being my fake girlfriend?'

"What?"