Rheas

Part 9: Daffa's cold attitude

"What's the reason you married me?"

The deg! Daffa had not prepared any reason for Rhea's question this time. He became too quiet for a man who decided to marry his woman.

"I don't know. You will be safe if you stay away from them." answered Daffa accordingly.

He left Rhea alone in the apartment he had just bought for the woman when he arrived in Paris. The apartment next to him. Not next to the room but next to the neighboring alias unit.

Their home is in crisis. They do not just separate the bed or separate the room. They had even separated the house and Daffa decided to give complete freedom to Rhea.

"Master said that you had a dream to be a model when you were young Miss. That's why I'm the one who's going to help you and be your manager." explains Steve who's been alternating with Daffa into Rhea's apartment unit.

"Ci-h..." Rhea screeches.

"Who will be what? Since when has he been so attentive to me?" Steve just nodded.

"Where is he?" ask Rhea ketus.

"Master is in the next unit. I'll stay with him and help you to report his activities to you. You don't have to be condescending and you can use me as you please Miss." explains Steve who again makes Rhea grieving.

"I don't need spies. I'm his wife, I can do as I please for him. He thought only he could do as he pleased. I can too, even if I want to control it further" said Rhea who was actually very far from being arrogant. At least in Steve's ear.

"This couple is truly unique" inwardly

****

Three years have passed, though,

Rhea has climbed quite a distance in her modeling career. As a newcomer, he was very successful and managed to reach the peak of his career in the blink of an eye. Coupled with the support of a very competent person like Steve as his manager.

"Young master wants to invite you to return home tomorrow the day after tomorrow. Master wants me to give you this ticket." Rhea did not react.

"Do I need to convey something to the young master, Miss?" Rhea threw the latest issue of fashion magazine with a photo of her face adorning the cover in any direction.

"Interesting." Rhea crossed her legs gracefully and looked up at Steve who was still standing very rigidly beside her.

"I want the limited edition dress I used in the previous shoot. Ask my personal designer to design some other dresses that look more revealing, but are suitable for everyday wear. Also ask for some dresses for formal occasions and some sexy evening dresses. Make sure it's Daffa's favorite colors."

"What does Miss mean?" steve asked confused. He was still busy guessing what the young lady meant. Does that mean that he refuses to go home or vice versa. He chose to come home while continuing to provoke.

"He wants me to come home to accompany his dying grandfather, right? I'm just preparing to be the heir in case Grandpa gives up everything for me and Daffa later." Rhea sounded more haughty than usual.

"Then what about your career here Miss?" Rhea looked at Steve with a little intimidating.

"I mean if you prepare so much, doesn't that mean that you're preparing to return forever?"

"Fright!"

"You know, sister, I think darting on the catwalk is not my real fashion. Could it be that I have to prepare some suits? In case I'll be appointed president later."

Steve can only act and obey all the will of his young Miss. He said goodbye and rushed to prepare all the things that Rhea had asked for before. Only one thing he had prepared without Rhea ever asking for. Lingerie set with lighted color.

Even a stiff Steve could go that far for the young Miss who looked like her sister.

"He won't be able to run this time" murmured Rhea.

****

An hour before landing....

"Cihh...Should we get there the day after tomorrow?" scorn Rhea by repeating the sentence she heard the day before.

"I'm not even sure if I've been here for hours with you. Sit side by side, two, and there's no one else but us in this cabin." Rhea circulated her gaze around her that was only filled with empty seats.

"I deliberately booked the entire cabin so that no media would highlight your presence." explained Daffa without glancing at Rhea.

"Then what about Steve? He's my manager. And where are all those bodyguards? Isn't it their job to take care of me and not you." said Rhea.

"Hey remember, I'm Shana Riggle, the world's top-class model. After all it's only natural that I'm treated like that." he said arrogantly.

"Then get out there and announce on the loudspeaker that you are Shana Riggle. So that the passengers can pile up in front and make this plane lose its balance." Daffa coral made it up. Rhea again grieved.

"By the way..." Rhea turned her face to stare at Daffa at a very close distance.

"What if your grandfather's life was only a matter of minutes, you would still leave on schedule?" rhea again, this time with her face that was exactly five inches in front of Daffa's face.

So close that he could clearly inhale the scent of Daffa breath that smelled of mint, it was still the same as the last time he accidentally smelled it three years ago. She accidentally stepped on her wedding dress in the lead-up to their wedding reception.

"Your life is really ridiculous" she sounded nervous.

Rhea immediately turned her face away instantly and kept her distance from Daffa who also looked quite nervous and lost her calm instantly.

"Be like a wife from now on. You will return as young lady Naratama and also the daughter-in-law of AR Group later."

As usual, Daffa was not interested in Rhea's career at all. He had only helped to become a supporter for the girl in achieving her dreams. He doesn't interfere too much.

And his decision may have been right. Especially because he knew that all the evil plans addressed to Rhea during this time were the actions of his own grandfather and also Rhea's stepmother who had begun to act out of bounds.

But he never told Rhea about all the reasons. He never said anything other than the sacred promise of marriage that he chanted as a recitation of the student promise in the morning before class began. 'No meaning' Even if you say it repeatedly and in a loud voice, in fact the promise will continue to be broken and ignored.

"It's not that you've never been interested in family company all this time."  Daffa ignored him. He still ignored it in a few minutes before he finally returned to continue all things back to the previous topic.

"I must complete all job handover with my employees at Company Star before returning to take Adya Utama and Naratama according to grandfather's orders. It took me about two days for that."

"I will never waste my efforts there before I return. I started it myself from zero. Even if necessary I will hand over all power over Naratama and also Adya Utama to a trusted person and continue to settle in Paris for as long as possible."

"Why did you choose to return?" Daffa silence.

"You never answered." Daffa still didn't bother him.

"What if I asked him back, would you keep quiet? What's the reason you married me?" Daffa was still silent, but he seemed quite disturbed this time.

"Why do you keep acting like I'm nothing to you. Am I just a doll that can easily be played with by you and your sister?" Rhea's voice was already trembling a little. It took great courage to speak, but Daffa still could not answer.

"Stay by my side." The answer was so short but it managed to make the atmosphere turn awkward.

"I mean after we get back. I don't want to bother you until you get into trouble." Rhea breathed out a rough breath, as if she could not believe what she was currently hearing.

"Stay by my side and don't give me a reason to lock you up there. Don't make me bother and be a good, obedient girl." Daffa then went towards the exit according to the instructions of the flight attendants who signaled that they had landed safely.

"Based on a fucking husband!" he said before he followed Daffa out of the plane.