My Prince Of Edinburgh's

Chapter 4. If Nicholas is Angry

Byurrs

The water in the glass in Dara's hand was thrown hard into Nicholas' face. The young man was surprised not to play. So did the girl he was carrying, as well as Alastair and Aegon. Even some people around them stopped their eating activities to look at Nicholas and Dara.

Nicholas looked at Dara sharply, with a flushed face ready to blow a wave of anger at his chest. "How dare you, you stupid waitress!" He pushed Dara's shoulder until the girl slightly hit the table behind him.

"That's for your profanity, Mad Man!" sahut Dara without the slightest fear.

Nicholas grinning. "Oh, you really don't know who you're dealing with, miss."

"I knew. I'm dealing with a madman!"

Helen, who was told there was a commotion at the visitor's desk, was shocked. He was surprised to see Nicholas' clothes wet, as well as Dara standing with a waistline. Both are involved in a heated debate.

"There's a problem, sir? Can I help you?" ask Helen to Nicholas.

"You're the manager at this restaurant? I want you to fire this stupid waitress of yours!" Nicholas's orders.

"But, w-what happened, sir?"

"What's going on? You don't see my clothes getting wet? This stupid waitress of yours, splashed water on my face."

Helen looked up and looked at Dara. "Is that true (Right), Dara?"

"She said inappropriate things, Helen," said Dara.

Helen looked at Nicholas. "I'm sorry, sir. I'll talk to him and give him some understanding to be nice to the visitors."

"No! I need you to fire him!" show Nicholas to Dara. "If you don't fire him, I'll keep this restaurant closed for good!" threaten her. "You know who I am, don't you? Huh uh?"

"Yes, yes, sir, I know who you are. Sure oes. All right, I'll fire him."

"Helen!" peekik Dara's. He did not expect Helen to obey Nicholas' orders with his foolish threats.

"Shut up, Dara!" snapped Helen with glittering eyes.

"Well, fire him now!" Nicholas grinned as he stared at Dara sharply with his clear blue eyes.

If only Dara did not hate the annoying creature before him, he would have admitted that the young man indeed had a beautiful physique.

"Become, you I fired." Helen violently opened the apron Dara was wearing. With his eyes he asked the girl to leave.

"I'll call you later" Helen said then to Dara without a sound. Just a lip gesture that Nicholas was unaware of.

Dara rushed to the back and picked up her sling bag in the employee room. With a gloomy face he left the restaurant.

Nicholas with a grin on his lips waved at Dara as the girl flashed towards the exit. Dara welcomed Nicholas' hand with a middle finger.

"Oharg!" dara shouted as she stepped through the sidewalk. "Basar of depraved men! Not useful! Why don't you just die, you know, that crazy rich guy?!"

His feet kicked the side walk to vent his frustration. "Ouch!" his screech while grimacing endured the pain at the tip of his toes.

Dara sits languidly on a short sidewalk guardrail with a highway. He breathed heavily.

"What do I need to do, huh? What else is it?"

Dara ruffled her hair rough. But, soon after, he put it back together. Then, he pensively while supporting his chin with both palms. "Think of it later" he murmured.

To be honest Dara felt very satisfied to have doused Nicholas' face with water. At least he could vent his anger and hatred on the young man.

"Hey! The virgin? What are you doing here?"

Dara's eyes widened and sparkled, as Braden walked over to her. The young man sat beside her and looked at her in astonishment.

"Are you not at work?" ask Braden.

"Hmm .. I was fired," Dara replied.

"What?"

Dara nodded slowly. He put on his sad face in front of Braden.

"Why?"

"The crazy guy who broke my bike .. he ...." Dara recounts the chronology of his dismissal of Braden. The young man looked upset.

"Insane (Crazy)!" maki Braden's. "Maybe he still thinks he's living in the medieval age or whatever it is."

Braden. "Family aristocratic piece of s hit!" makinya. "I'll get you a job, Dara."

"Oh, no, no, I've been troubling you a lot." Dara shook her head hard.

"Hey, I don't feel bothered, okay?" Braden clasped Dara's hand, making the girl's chest pound.

"But ...." Dara swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.

"That's what friends are for, you understand?"

Dara became wrongly stared at in such a way by that pair of greenish-brown eyes. "I-iya, friend," he said in a trembling voice.

Braden is a very good young man. Always help him when he is in trouble. But he only knew her for a few months.

"Oh, I checked your bike. I think I can fix it."

"really?"

"Yeah, give me two days."

"Oh, you don't have to rush. I don't want to interrupt your work time."

Braden. "Look easy. The shopkeeper is my uncle. I've worked for him a long time and I'm very diligent. He won't mind if I ask for two days' leave."

Dara's lips swooped. He showed his sad face.

"Why is your face like that, Dara?" Braden tilted his head to check on Dara's facial changes.

"You're too nice (You're too good), Braden."

Braden flicked his hand once. "I told you we're friends. Good friends, okay? I'm glad I could do something for you." He got up from his seat and looked at Dara with a small smile on his lips.

"I have to get back to work. But, emm ... Maybe tonight I can take you somewhere? To keep you entertained?"

Dara almost jumped to hear Braden's invitation. "I want to!" said quick. "I mean, okay, maybe I can." He smoothed his throat.

"Cool! I'll pick you up at seven, okay?"

Dara nodded happily. He waved at Braden who walked backwards while throwing a sweet smile at him, before finally breezing towards his workshop.

Dara bit her lip. The ideas in his mind formed an opinion that Braden asked him out on a date. Dara's heart was shrouded in happiness. He couldn't wait to tell Gwen this.

The girl stepped home to her apartment with a carefree heart. A forty minute walk does not mean anything to him. He was busy thinking about where Braden would take him tonight.

"You fired?" gwen did not believe it. "Oh, no. Why do you have to make trouble with Nicholas, Dara?" regrettable.

"He said something indecent to me, Gwen. I can't just shut up." Dara defended herself.

"But what you're up against is Nicholas Johanssen, Silly!"

"So what?"

"You could be in big trouble."

Dara flicked her hand. Gwen's speech was just the wind. "Gwen, you should have seen Nicholas' expression when I splashed water on his stupid face" said Dara.

Gwen clucked while shaking her head. "You're too brave, Dara."

"Just be wild. Someone has to dare to fight him so that he can appreciate others more."

Gwen rolled her eyeballs. "Just get home, Dara."

Dara was shaking her lips. "Anyway ... Braden asked me out on a date tonight."

"What?"

"You heard me, Gwen."

"Braden asked you out? Seriously?"

Dara nodded timidly while hugging her pillow. His cheeks were red. Heart's blossoming.

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