
A few moments later...
There was something strange about my master this afternoon. He had noticed my appearance, or was this just my feeling? I don't know, maybe this heart was expecting too much from him.
Self-conscious, Ara. You are just a maid.
Again and again I have to rethink if he comes near me. It was impossible to approach someone like him. He is very honorable and also rich. Proven from his many and unusual credit card balances.
"I heard from Jack that you really enjoyed your expenses." He sat down at the dining table.
"Yes, Sir. It's really beautiful here" I said as I served him rice.
"Jack told me a lot?" ask again.
I was silent and thinking fast. "N-no, Sir. We just talk as necessary." I quibbled, but Jack had told me quite a lot about it.
"Attent." He kept me talking, I saw him picking up his phone. "Yes? Oh, well. Em, I think .. can." He glanced at me who was still standing beside him. "Okay, see you." He then turned off his phone.
I don't know who he called earlier. But I don't know why this sense of my kepoku appears.
"So where are we talking?" He sipped a glass of water that I had prepared.
"Talking while shopping, sir," I replied immediately.
"Oh, yeah. Jack was my personal driver here. He's been certified. So you'll be safe with her." He began to pick up the side dishes I provided.
"Good, Sir." I'm nodding.
"Hey, sit. Follow me eat. Don't stand there." He asked me to sit down.
I think sitting next to him is not in front of him. I was worried that he would spout water again while drinking. So I just avoided it.
"Sir, when I was shopping I spent a lot." I started to tell stories.
"Yes, I already know. You don't have to say it." He put rice in his mouth.
"Sorry sir if it's too much." I'm not feeling good on my own.
"Much?" He turned towards me who was sitting on his right side. "That's not how much. I was surprised by you," he said.
"Right?" I looked at him carefully.
"Yes, wonder. You could have wasted the opportunity I gave you." He started enjoying his lunch.
I thought he'd be mad for spending a thousand dollars. But in fact, he was mediocre as if nothing had happened.
Maybe he's really the prince I've been craving.
"Fine."
"Yes, Sir?"
"I got an invitation to dinner with the city office and had no friends to come. Can you accompany me?" his question immediately surprised me.
Holy hooch!
I really couldn't believe it when he would take me to a dinner invitation. It's like a dream.
"Sir, aren't you wrong?" I asked back, confirming his invitation.
"No. I'm not wrong. What's wrong with taking you? Just a little invite, right?" He quickly drank the water.
Yes, too, he was just asking. But it feels weird, huh? Why is he so quick to trust me? Or maybe ... He already knows of my coming?!
"Pregnant?" He greeted me again.
"good. Go to the salon. I'll pick you up," he said.
"Huh? What?!"
Again and again I was surprised, like I was dreaming. He was very nice to me, when he almost shot me at first.
What exactly does that mean? Why does he trust me so easily? If only I could ask this to the grandmother who gave me the bracelet, of course I wouldn't have wondered for myself.
"You're funny if you're surprised like that." He smiled and continued his lunch.
Oh my goodness, his smile.
I saw her smile so charming. I became restless myself lingering close to him.
Mr. .. Don't smile at me. I could fall for you later.
I don't want to obey his request. Go to the salon after finishing my homework. I have to lift the clothesline first and then iron it, then I can go to the salon calmly. It seems like today there is no need to mop first because the apartment is also still clean and neat. Yes, I am ready to accompany my master to dinner with the officials of this city.
His afternoon...
After delivering my master back to work, I immediately rushed to lift the clothesline and then ironed it. After that, I went to the salon accompanied by Jack. Jack was trusted to take me back to the salon of my master's choice.
I don't know what's behind this. But it feels like everything is going smoothly and without obstacles. My master can accept my situation like this. He also did not mind the shape of my body which people said was less proportionate.
He is the ideal husband type.
Again and again my wish took over when I remembered it. But as much as I can cover this up so that no one knows how I feel. Let's just say that this feeling is only momentary. We also just met.
...
At two o'clock in the afternoon Jack picked me up to go to the salon. I thought the salon was just cleaning my face. But it turns out, in the salon I was lulled, vaporized until it was relaxed. As a result, I became beautiful for a moment. My skin is brighter and smoother than usual.
This is the real power of money.
I can't deny that money has a big part in this life. With money everything can be easy. Money is like a king who rules. Without it it would not be easy to live life. Money can blind anything. But I hope not to be at that level, where money rules me and becomes king. I want to be mediocre.
"Miss, we picked the best dress for you."
After all the process I went through, it now came for me to put on a dinner dress. I was shocked when I saw the dress, it was so open. Moreover, the top of my chest is clearly visible.
"Sorry, is there another dress? I feel uncomfortable wearing an open dress." I'm being honest.
"Oh, okay. Wait a minute, Miss." The salon waiter asked me to wait.
I have such straight hair. But now it's curled up by a salon waitress. Maybe my master had ordered me to dress up as beautifully as possible, so I just followed through. I will get used to it too.
"It's Miss."
Before long a dinner dress was brought for me. Her dress was long-sleeved, but unfortunately her chest part was slightly exposed. But nothing more than it looks. I then immediately put it on.
I don't know how long it's been in the salon, looking out the red light window has come to blanket the city. Maybe now there's about half a hour six in the afternoon. I don't know, it's better to quickly put on this dress and shoes to go to dinner with my master.
Soon I wore a pink dress based on silk and did not forget to wear high heels in silver. It turns out I look like a royal princess. The things I dreamed of became reality.
"Well, that's beautiful, miss. Wear this tiara too, yeah."
The salon waiter then put a crown bando on my head. I became like a real princess. These high heels also make my body look perfect. I became more and more confident to accompany my master's dinner.
Hopefully there are no obstacles.
After everything was done, I set foot into the lobby of the salon. And it turns out, my master was already waiting there. He was still wearing his full black suit uniform.
"Master?" I greeted him, not believing that he had come and waited for me.