The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar

Sweet Experience

Clara says goodbye to Rafka after her meal has run out. He did not want to bother the good-hearted man because it had disrupted his work.

“Wait a minute!” prevent Rafka from approaching Clara, the man immediately handed the white envelope to the girl in a relaxed manner.

Clara received the envelope with puzzled eyes, looking at the paper the man had inserted between her fingers. Clara looked at him.

“This—”

“If your anger has subsided, please go home soon, yes. Don't wander around, outside it's not safe for a gentle woman like you,” the man's message while flipping his body wanting to go back inside the store.

“Thank you. Oya, Brother Rafka .. I, can you ask for help?” asked Clara timidly. She looked at Rafka while biting her lips and looked down awkwardly.

“Ask what please?” asked the man back.

“I want to change my clothes, can Brother take me to where I can buy new clothes?” clara asked, making the man smile.

I don't know why Clara became ashamed of herself when she said her wish. Especially when he saw the reaction of the man turned out to be laughing. Clara exhaled as she flipped, stepping away.

“Wait! Don't get mad, dong,” persuade Rafka to run small when she realizes the cute girl is offended.

Clara still walked over ignoring the man. She was forced to tip her dress by walking on her tiptoes so that the soles of her feet were not so painful when passing through the streets without wearing footwear.

“I didn't mean to laugh at you.” The man held Clara's departure. "Wait on! I will accompany you to buy clothes and shoes, how?” rafka attempts to block Clara's steps by grabbing the girl's arm to stop walking.

“Alright,” replied Clara immediately pulled her hand with a surprised face. He had never made physical contact with such a touch before, his body stiffened until Rafka let go of his hand awkwardly.

“I'm sorry, i.”

Clara nodded slowly and acted no less awkwardly.

'If you let a man's hand other than me touch you, I'll make sure right then and there, you're ready to disappear. You gotit?'

Teshar's threat flashed clearly in memory, making Clara retreat while looking at Rafka awkwardly.

Rafka immediately clasped his hands. He himself felt quite surprised at the reaction of the girl. While stepping he invited Clara to walk first towards the shophouse next to his bakery.

“That's a clothing store, although not an expensive boutique, just a regular clothing store, but you can wear it temporarily before you go home,” said Rafka at length.

“What is the difference between a boutique and a clothing store. For me the same, I just need a new shirt,” murmured Clara did not care so much. He just walked in Rafka's footsteps and began to open the glass door for her.

Rafka still responded to Clara with a smile. He felt that the girl was very strange or even pretended to be strange, everything he said almost all made the woman misunderstand. Still glancing at Clara, Rafka started grabbing some clothes from the hanger and started looking for clothes suitable for the girl he had just met.

“Try me to choose, about what is this you like?” tanya Rafka offers clothes for Clara.

Clara felt, as long as the clothes were not a dress like a party dress like the one she was wearing, surely she would accept with pleasure. Clara received the outfit with a bare face, her dream of wearing ordinary clothes could be realized. Now his heart is very happy.

“You don't want to try it first? Usually women will try several models of clothing before deciding to buy,” always Rafka makes Clara shake her head a little confused.

“We just buy it right away, this is the money, because I have to leave immediately,” Clara replied feeling uncomfortable.

Rafka nodded then called the shopkeeper and gave his card to the woman in uniform. Clara felt astonished to see everything the man had done for her. They had just met, but the man even wanted to use his personal card to pay for all his groceries. Clara looked at the money that was still intact in the envelope and clasped it tightly back.

“This money?” Clara looked at Rafka with concern.

“Create your supplies home, passable 'right for taxi fare?” said the man smiled. Clara could only nod softly in awe of Rafka's kindness.

“Do not hesitate to stop by to buy a cake to my shop, yes. I just started this business in the last few years,” said Rafka immediately given a nod Clara.

Moments later the shopkeeper had come by handing over the paper bag and card to Rafka. Clara learned everything she went through today as a sweet experience in her early free life. He feels very grateful.

“Thank you, Brother. I'm moved, Brother is already very good. I promise, I will always remember today,” Clara said tearfully as she received her shirt.

“No problem, hurry home.”

“Good, Brother. Thank you, yes,” Clara said again bowing her head in front of Rafka.

Rafka nodded happily. He smiled to himself, how could he even accompany this girl and not serve her customers today. Waving her hand she said goodbye to Clara, Rafka returned to the store and served the customers with the help of some of her employees.

Clara was still standing in front of the clothing store with a confused mind, where her steps were after this. Where is the goal after this. He did not want to go back to sleep on the streets, or even get caught and again locked in the house. While dipping the girl walked more comfortably because she was wearing new shoes. The good man secretly bought her that precious item as well. Hugging the change of clothes she bought Clara smiled happily.

Meanwhile, somewhere else…

Teshar is currently having a meeting with his father's business colleagues. As usual, meetings are conducted in a closed place and women are always an entertainment for business people to be willing to pour investment funds into their companies.

An atmosphere full of laughter sounded. The service that Teshar provides is well-liked by investors. Teshar gave a satisfied smile as the files before him were successfully signed. Today all his business is in order.

“Master, are we going straight home? Or you want me to contact the woman who used to accompany you spend the night sitting at the Bar?” asked his personal driver while occasionally staring at his master from the reflection of the rear-side mirror glass.

Teshar remained silent. He threw a glance towards the car glass window with a blank look. There was something in his heart that suddenly disappeared, when he realized when he got home later, the girl who made him hate half to death was not there. Clenching his fingers he asked to be escorted to where the girl was, the man was eager to give his little girl a hard life lesson beyond what it was like.

“Where is the girl currently?” tanya Teshar makes a call to the secret bodyguard who is in charge of trailing Clara.

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