My Choice of Woman

Episode 100's

Naresh is still driving the car. He made just three-quarters of his way to Zen City. His eyes occasionally stole a glance at the girl who was busy understanding the contents of the book covered in dark brown. For him this journey is interesting, even though the deep sound is only the roar of the engine that sounds soft. He has not felt the feeling of driving a car with someone who is next to his steering chair. He is always in front and someone in back. All this applies to the most respected family in Zen City, namely the Fernando Family. Because of that binding rule, the cause of his life became like this.

Soon the car stopped in front of a beauty salon. Kinanti was confused, why Naresh stopped his car in the courtyard of this place. Kinanti looked at Naresh for an explanation. However Naresh got out of the car, he walked towards Kinanti and slightly forced the girl to get out of the car.

“Kak, why do we go to a place like this?” Kinta asked in confusion.

“Cute me.” Naresh just pulled the girl's hand so that the book in brown tia tia had fallen in the car. Naresh slightly accompanied her to get out of the car and into the salon. Naresh clutched Kinanti's hand. They entered the beauty salon.

“Welcome, Sir. Can we help you?” Beautiful women who are minimalist greet friendly. He was a receptionist.

For the first time Kinanti entered a place called a beauty salon. A place where pampering the body, taking care of beauty that is already beautiful from birth. A favorite place of the women, not infrequently the adam also do a series of treatments to pamper his skin.

“I want to meet Miss Stella, can you? Just say, the handsome Yori wants to meet.” Naresh smiled at her smile.

“Good, wait a minute.” The receptionist called and relayed a message from the man in front of her.

Kinanti just stood watching her surroundings. He felt a little uncomfortable entering a place that was not his taste. During this time he did not pay too much attention to appearance or beauty care. He likes to look as it is, without a lipstick polish or eyebrow pencil.

“Please wait in the sakura room located on the third floor,” said the receptionist.

“Thank you.”

Naresh immediately pulled Kinanti's hand. It led him to follow where the man was walking. Arriving at the elevator, Naresh pulls Kinanti in. The atmosphere in the elevator tends to be quiet, there are only Naresh and Kinanti. As soon as Kinanti took off the grip of Naresh's hand, she did not know the purpose of this man bringing her here. He stared fiercely.

“Why did Brother bring me here?! You said we're going to Fernando's family home?” Kinanti asked for an explanation.

“You liar!”

Naresh just stared at the girl. The purpose he invited Kinanti to improve the appearance of Kinanti to be more appropriate to meet the queen. Naresh quickly pushed Kinanti's body into a push on one side of the elevator. He approached the girl's body, and slightly squeezed her.

Why am I off guard! Brother Naresh's movements are too fast, even his body is very close to me. The smell of his masculine body pierced my nose.

Kinanti silenced, her body like it did not want to be moved. Naresh smiled cunningly, he launched his action. Little by little, he brought his face closer to the girl who was currently silent with a pushy look.

“Be sweet, or I'll do something you've never thought of before.” Naresh hissed his sentence right in Kinanti's right ear.

The aura of the man before him changed. The sentence that had just been spoken in Kinanti's ear seemed to pose a terrible threat. His face looked different, more clingy. A pinch of Kinanti's guts shrieked, she could not afford to stare at the man's pair of pitch-black gems.

Naresh was a little surprised to see the girl who was now standing right in front of him now turning a blind eye. There was a sense of fear emanating on her sweet face. He slightly brought his face closer to the remaining distance of a few inches.

Am I being too rude? I guess not! Look how beautiful she is if it's like this.

A distinctive sound when the elevator reached the intended floor rang, the elevator door also opened. Naresh distanced himself from Kinanti. The girl then opened her eyes, her heart pounding rhythmically erratically. He was a little relieved because Naresh's action stopped at that moment. Now he's trying not to fight the man he's with. Naresh clutched Kinanti's hand again, but this time Kinanti did not rebel. He walked towards Sakura Room. There was a bit of regret that Naresh felt. If the time in the elevator could be repeated, he would not have wasted this opportunity.

A little more, I put a mark on her cheek. Just a little more. Ah .. Yes, today is the day of my misfortune. Maybe one day I can mark it.

Naresh and Kinanti had already arrived at the Sakura Room. They were warmly welcomed by a very beautiful woman with her wavy blonde hair dangling to her shoulders. The woman, named Stella, smiled and hugged Naresh. Kinanti was able to conclude that Naresh and the woman named Stella already knew each other.

“There is a need for Mr Yori to come here?” stella said interspersed with her unique little laugh.

“Beauty this girl from head to toe.” Naresh slightly pushed Kinanti to get closer to the woman named Stella.

The blonde haired lady touched both of Kinanti's shoulders, she observed Kinanti's face shape. “Beauty! Is she your future wife, Mr Yori?”

“Not!” Kinanti exclaimed, he was not a future wife but a prospective driver.

Naresh just laughed crisply, he did not answer the question from Stella. He knew that the woman was only teasing him, because he knew that this underage Naresh had never brought a woman except the queen to enter this salon.

“Oh so, you natural beautiful girl just need a little polish to get your beauty aura out. I've got the solution, Honey.” Stella invites Kinanti to do a series of existing beauty treatments.

Kinanti actually feels uncomfortable with the name of cosmetic polish. Even his hair was completely changed by a woman named Stella was helped by her partner as well. For him this is a torture of the masculine soul residing in Kinanti. Although Kinanti must admit that he is very rarely treat appearance. He prefers to look what it is.

“You very lucky women can be close to Mr. Yori,” said Stella in silence created.

“Means?” Kinanti did not understand the statement the blonde-haired woman had just made.

“Mr Yori very rarely brings women here except mistress Fernando.”

Mrs Fernando? So Naresh's superior wife goes to this salon often? Jeez means this is a salon for the upper class! It's only fitting that I don't see many customers like salons located in the Wholesale Market Area.

“So?” Kinanti began to imagine the residence of the Fernando Family which was certainly a distinguished family.

“Then what is your relationship with Mr Yori?” now the blonde haired lady was styling Kinanti's black hair.

“Nothing. Brother Naresh asked me to be a companion and driver for the queen in the Fernando Family.” Kinanti slightly diluted her voice. He was afraid of being bullied by women who were styling his hair because he was only intended as a driver.

It was unexpected that the woman named Stella had momentarily stopped from her activities. He was a little surprised to hear the reason his client. “Are you sure?” Stella turned the seat occupied by Kinanti. He still could not believe the girl's answer.

“Yes, I'm sure. What's with the family?” The question from the woman slightly implied something that had not yet been explained. Kinanti was sure this woman knew a lot about the distinguished family.

Stella turned back the chair Kinanti occupied to its original position facing the mirror. He re-dressed the girl's hair. “Nyoya Fernando often change driver. Every time you come here, definitely with a different companion or driver. He seems to like to be picky about which person is right to be near him.”

Kinanti was a little shaken knowing this from Stella. “What's the reason?”

Stella just shook her head not knowing. That's the limit of his understanding of the rich and distinguished families who become subscription clients in this salon.

Kinanti's feelings raged, there was a feeling of fear and wanted to run away. But he remembered about his agreement with a man named Naresh. He can't possibly run. As for the answer he could choose just resigned and accept whatever the Fernando Family would do to him.

The blonde haired woman now smears makeup again so that the girl she is grooming is more beautiful and alluring. He also fitted the clothes onto Kinanti's body at Naresh's request. For now Kinanti feels like a Barbie doll being prepared for a press event, and honestly he is a little uncomfortable with his new appearance this time.

Stella's final touch was a slight close up of the shirt worn by Kinanti. “Completed!” the blonde haired woman exclaimed in delight. “Wah, you look more beautiful!”

Stella slightly pulled Kinanti's hand so that she saw her reflection in the mirror that displayed her entire body. He was a little stunned to see the accessories attached to his body. Not to mention the bun hair model with a few strands of hair that decorate the face frame. What an incredible sight.

Its me? Can I call myself beautiful?

Kinanti was still amazed by all this. The face that used to be oily and often exposed to sunburn. Now her face is polished with cosmetics of various colors to make a beautiful impression.

“I'm sure, Mr. Yori must be pangling with your new appearance, dear.” Stella laughs. He invites Kinanti to meet Naresh.

On the other hand, Naresh has finished a digital novel that he read through his mobile phone. Evidently the box-shaped object was able to fill the time wasted saturated. Now Naresh rested his eyes. He slightly closed his eyes to provide a relaxing effect, then he breathed slowly.

Stella finds out that Naresh is sitting there waiting to fall asleep. He was sure that the man would be shocked and amazed by the girl he had conjured. Boom abracadabra's. Stella approached Naresh, intending to wake the man up and speak softly near his ear.

“Mr Yori, your bride is ready!”

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