My Love Driver

Sc. 43

Who is suffering the most at this time?

Leon, his personal assistant Nico.

His work has doubled in recent days. In fact, not infrequently, the man had to overtime because he also had to do the work of his master.

"Master. My head grew dizzy to see you pacing back and forth" Leon lamented inwardly.

Staring at the sheet of paper on the table with a long breath.

"Master. Shouldn't you call Miss Rara" Leon said.

"No need, Leon. Later the girl gets bigger and bigger" said Nico, cold and flat.

"How can I contact him? Rara seemed to have changed her contact number" Nico's inner, Upset.

"Then. Let me drag Miss Rara here" Leon said.

"Don't. Let him come to me himself" said Nico, flat and cold.

"It feels impossible sir, if you look at the nature and character of Miss Rara" Leon replied.

"Then, why are you still asking me?" Nico looked at Leon.

"Alright.I understand sir" replied Leon.

Back struggling with his work, precisely the work of his master.

Nico dropped his butt in his big soft seat. Staring at the phone screen with a thin smile on his lips.

The man secretly opened an Instagram account, just to be able to monitor Rara through social media.

Nico looked at a collection of photos, the driver was still in a gray uniform. With all the silly and funny behavior, the girl captured on her Instagram account.

"Love really makes people stupid" Leon sneered inwardly. Stealing a look at Nico.

"You, I swear. Someday it will be his karma" Nico said. Turn his great chair. Deflect Leon.

Leon scratched his non-itchy nape. Heard he had just been cursed by that man.

"It turns out love can also make people become psychic"

Meanwhile, somewhere else.

Hawk looks desperate, as he does not manage to contact Rara.

"What's wrong with you, Rara?" murmured Hawk, wiry.

"Did I just go straight to the boarding house?

Hawk weighed in, thinking of the most subtle way to approach the girl.

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"Master. It's almost afternoon.

Shouldn't we go home first. The rest I'll do tomorrow morning" Leon said. Staring at Nico who lay relaxed on the sofa with a mobile phone that has not been separated since.

"Leon. How about we stop by the club first?" Nico straightened his body.

"Sir..." Leon looked at Nico as if, reprimanding a mischievous student.

"OKAY. No problem, if you don't want to" Nico stood up from the couch, stepped out of his room.

Leon shook his head.

Ting.song.

Mamah Winda rushed towards the door.

Clegs

Looking at the handsome man who was now standing outside his house.

"Who are you looking for?" ask Mamah Winda. Because he felt he did not recognize the handsome face, dressed dapper who was now in front of him.

"Is this Miss Winda's house?" ask Leon politely.

Mamah Winda did not answer Leon's question, instead directly yelling at his daughter.

"Winda.win" call Mamah Vinda. With eyes that could not be seen toward Leon.

"What the hell is yelling like this in the afternoon?" muttered Winda. Still continue to be fun playing games from his phone, in the room.

"Win.." cried Mamah Winda back.

Because the girl didn't come soon.

"Yes...Iyah" Winda threw his original phone on the bed.

Get out of his room.

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