My Crazy Client's

CHAPTER 3

    The next day, on Saturday morning, Mira's phone rang. Not because of a phone call from a lover like at a time - a time ago, but this time it rings because the alarm has been set at 08:00. Mira was awake for only half the night, the other half was spent crying. As a result, the woman's face is now dull with swollen eyes.

Mira picks up her phone next to the bed, opens her eyes and turns off the alarm. Despite still being in a bad mood, he remained awake and immediately prepared - ready. This morning she had to accompany her best friend Lisa to the boutique because tomorrow the woman was going to marry the CEO of Star Group, who was none other than her own boss.

When I was at Lisa's door. Mira pressed the bell a few times. A few minutes later, the door opened and Ima invited Mira in. "Good morning, bi." greeted Mira with a gentle smile. His mood was unhappy. However, as much as possible Mira tried to highlight a gentle smile.

"Good morning, non Mira. Let's go in." said bi Ima kindly. "Please come in."

Mira's presence in this house is always welcomed by Lisa's family. Even Lisa's parents already consider Mira as their child because of Lisa and Mira's good friendship.

"Where's Lisa, bi ?" ask Mira.

"Non Lisa is in her room. Just go straight there. Non Lisa's been waiting." replied bi Ima.

"Good bi. Then, where's Mother Yola, bi ?"

"The lady's in the kitchen, while preparing breakfast."

"Then I go to the kitchen first."

"Yes Non, let's get auntie back."

Still from the wooden doorway separating the living room from the kitchen, Mira had already let out her voice. "Good morning" said Mira. "What are you cooking for ? It looks good."

Yola turned her head to the side looking for the origin of the voice. "Eh, there's Mira. Mother again cook chicken balado for breakfast" said Yola.

"How about I help you ?" Mira volunteered to help.

Yola smiled then said, "No need. It's almost done. You better go to the room and call Lisa so we can have breakfast together."

"All right then. I went upstairs first." said Mira.

Mira immediately walked to Lisa's room on the second floor. His best friend's house is a luxurious house. In addition to the terraced house, there is a beautiful flower garden of mini size and swimming pool behind the house.

Since college, Mira and Lisa have been best friends. The social status of the two women was different. Mira was born into an ordinary family, while Lisa was born into a wealthy family. But they never looked at social status when making friendships. They are equally aware and accept the advantages and disadvantages of each so that they can complement each other.

"Hi" Mira said softly as she opened Lisa's bedroom door. Once again he tried to cover up the sadness of his heart by displaying a happy bright facial expression.

"Hi too, "reply with Lisa without looking. He doesn't have to look around to find out who's coming because he knows that she's his best friend Mira. That's why Lisa was just busy looking at her face in front of the vanity mirror.

"How do you feel ? Are you good ?" mira asked as she walked towards Lisa.

Without taking her eyes off Lisa said, "Come away. I don't know if I should be happy or sad." Lisa replied lazily.

"Don't say that. Of course you should be happy."

Lisa got up from her seat showing that she was hesitant. "How can I be happy if I have to marry someone I don't love?"

"It's not a problem, I think. As time goes on, you can learn how to love that man. The most important thing here is that he already loves you" Mira said trying to give Lisa confidence.

When Lisa turned around, she was a little surprised to see Mira's face. "What's with your face ?" ask Lisa for wonder. "Why are your eyes swollen? Did you cry last night ?" Curiosity suddenly struck Lisa.

"This, not what. I'll tell you later." Mira answered Lisa's question with a relaxed tone of voice that she had been struggling with.

Not agreeing with her best friend's answer, Lisa said again, "Tell me now. Why wait until later ?"

"We don't have much time right now" Mira said. "Mother is waiting for us downstairs. Let's go down." take her with Lisa's hand.

"But I want to know what happened to you."

"I'll tell you about it after your wedding is over."

" It's too long." Lisa pouting.

"Of course not. Your wedding is tomorrow, baby, so I'll tell you tomorrow or the day after. Now let's go down."

Without being able to argue anymore, Lisa immediately followed Mira who had walked towards the stairs.

After finishing breakfast, Mother Yola, Lisa and Mira rush to the boutique subscription of prospective in-laws Lisa. They agreed to meet with Lisa's future mother-in-law there. Don't ask where Lisa's future husband is. Because of his busy life, the day before his wedding the man was even still out of town taking care of his work.

Mira looked worriedly at Lisa as the woman wore a wedding dress. He should smile happily at a time like this. However, his best friend's smile was forced.

Mira knows Lisa's problem. He knew that Lisa was not happy with this marriage. At least for now. The wedding was too sudden and seemed rushed. Not because she was pregnant, but only because Arifin Rahardian loved Lisa so much. That's what he knows.

Mira and Lisa have been friends for almost nine years. So far they have the same dream about marriage. They want a beautiful marriage, where they marry the man they love and who loves them. Ironic, really, that neither of them actually got their wish.

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Meanwhile, Geroge Goldsmith and Steve Challen just arrived in Indonesia on Saturday afternoon. Both of them went straight to the hotel that had been ordered by Steve. The Presidential Suite became Steve's choice for his boss George Goldsmith.

Price is no problem for a rich man like George. The most important thing is the comfort of staying in a hotel. At least the man can release his stress with the various facilities provided by the hotel.

"When is the schedule to meet Mr Rahadian ?" ask George while he's in the hotel lobby.

"On monday, sir. We'll have lunch with Mr. Rahardian at the hotel's restaurant." said Steve.

"All right, then I'll see you Monday. I want to rest, please don't bother me."

"Okay sir, I understand."

A few minutes later.

Someone hit the bell room number 2027. The occupants of the room grumbled, "Damn, I told you not to bother me."

Someone out there still felt at home pressing the bell repeatedly.

"Who?" ask the occupant.

There's no answer.

The occupant of the room grumbled. However, he still walked to the door and opened it.

Behind the door was a beautiful woman dressed in sexy shoes. He stood across his legs and gave a seductive smile.

"Hello, sir. I'm here to serve you."

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