Rahim Hire Mr. CEO

One Night

If the night contest lulled someone to sleep, none of that would have happened to Sara. The girl was stunned all night. Restless and agitated, all mixed into one.

Several times he tried to unravel Belva's embrace, but all in vain. The hand seemed to grip him firmly and would not let go. In all the anxiety she felt, Sara tried to close her eyes and hoped that the morning would greet her soon. Until it does not feel slowly Sara can fall asleep to rest herself and her mind is so unsettled.

In the morning, Sara rushed to get out of the room and left Belva, who was still under the covers. Sara with a flash cleansed herself and went downstairs to help Aunt Wati prepare breakfast.

“Good morning Bi Wati ..” greet Sara once she has reached the kitchen.

“Morning is also Non...” Bi Wati said.

Without saying much because she already knew the breakfast menu for Belva, Sara immediately took two eggs from the refrigerator and then boiled them. Afterwards, he made a Frappuccino for himself because the coffee for Belva was already brewed first by Aunt Wati.

“Non Sara, if I stay in the market for a while what can I do? Non can make breakfast for Mr. Belva right? Coincidentally the stock of fruit in the closet runs out, I am worried if later Mrs Anin comes and there is no fruit at home.” said Bibi Wati who looks rather worried.

Sara smiled too. “Aibi to the market only, for breakfast Mr. Belva let Sara who will make it.”

Bibi Wati leaves for the market and Sara is in the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Belva.

Minutes passed, until finally Belva had come down wearing her clothes to work.

“Morning ...” greet Belva once she has arrived in front of the dining table.

“Pagi ...” says Sara.

Belva seemed to frown, why this morning she did not see Aunt Wati in the kitchen. Usually the middle-aged woman is always ready to be in the kitchen at breakfast and dinner. But this morning, Sara was there.

“Where is Bi Wati?” belva asked with her face back flat.

Strange facial water, if last night he looks so ignorant when trying to hug and sleep in Sara's room, but that morning Belva has returned to his initial mode of flat and cold impressed.

“Bi Wati is going to the market, sir .. buy fruits because the fruit in the refrigerator runs out, if Kak Anin comes later there is no fruit.” said Sara while serving a cup of coffee for Belva.

Belva seemed to nod his head. “You can sleep last night? Are you not afraid of me anymore?” belva asked Sara without hesitation.

What kind of question early in the morning, fortunately no Aunt Wati heard the question Belva, if there was definitely Sara would feel embarrassed.

Not getting an answer, but Belva noticed there was a hollow under Sara's eyes.

“You can't sleep last night? There is a rather black basin under your eyes.” said Belva with a view that only focused on Sara.

“Please breakfast Mr....” he said with a view that tries to avoid the sharp glare of a Belva Agastya.

“If anyone asks you, answer. After all, what's wrong with answering questions from people, especially from your husband.” said Belva with a voice intonation that is quite upset.

Sara slowly looked at Belva's face. “Yes, I can't sleep. I'm not ordinary.” replied Sara briefly.

Hearing Sara's words, Belva laughed until her eyes watered. “Did no man ever touch you? No dating ever?” again Belva was a strange question that made Sara so irritated it felt.

The girl sighed violently, and her eyes were perfectly patterned. “Better enjoy breakfast Mr... mumpung still warm.” said Sara.

Belva just shook her head, why the existence of Sara in this house actually makes it so easy to laugh. Even Belva laughed until she shed tears in the corner of her eyes. Is Belva's happiness this simple? Just judging Sara, the girl he had only known in a matter of days could already make him happy.

Sara tried to thicken her face and seemed not to listen to Belva's babble. The girl was just engrossed in enjoying Frappuccino, a drink that had always been her favorite since childhood. Let Belva who was still staring at him while enjoying her breakfast.

“Hey, what kind of drink are you drinking?” ask Belva suddenly to Sara.

“Oh, this is Frappuccino, my favorite drink.” Sara answered briefly.

Belva seemed to frown, he did not expect anyone to enjoy Frappuccino in the heat. Because usually Frappuccino is better to drink with ice.

“Why did you make a warm Frappuccino? Usually people will drink it using ice.” Ask Belva with a curious looking face.

“Because there's no way I'm drinking ice in the morning, sir .. so I made Frappuccino warm.” Sara replied quite casually this time.

“If so, tomorrow make me a warm Frappuccino too. I'll try drinking it.” Belva Sahut.

Without answering, Sara simply nodded her head.

“When Kak Anin will be back sir?” this time Sara actually ventured to inquire about Anin. In her heart she still felt guilty about Anin, but the friendly attitude Anin showed her made Sara even more confused and guilty.

Why did Sarah feel guilty? Because women who cannot show their wounds, they will cover them with a smile and happiness on their faces. His heart was heartbroken, but it forced his face to be happy. That's what Sara was worried about. He would be truly sorry if it made Anin so. Also, Sara would not be so hard as to stand on the agony of Anin who was clearly the first wife and woman Belva loved.

“I don't know, he hasn't said when he will be home.” Belva replied, and now the man returned to his flat, cold face.

What a strange expression, a few minutes ago he was smiling happily, his face looked friendly and now he was back flat-faced and emitting a cold aura. While this time Belva showed her cold aura, it was as if Sara was confined in a room filled with air conditioner air-conditioning machines. It was so cold that Sara froze.

“Hmm, Anin actually offers us to go on our honeymoon. He said the sooner you get pregnant the better. What do you think the idea Anin gave me was a good idea? Should we both go and have a honeymoon?” he asked so spontaneously that it made Sara feel choked with Frappuccino that she was drinking.