The Secret Match of the Great Lord

Troublesome

Nayla finds it difficult to bring her groceries, but her boss has no intention to help her, Nayla who is tired is getting upset at this time, how could his boss walk casually, as if he did not see his heartbreak.

Finally Nayla put all her shopping on the floor, and walked ahead of her boss regardless of the groceries she put on the floor.

Seeing Nayla who walked without carrying her groceries made Riyan look back, Riyan glared at her moment when he saw their groceries left behind by Nayla.

Riyan snorted in annoyance as he turned around to pick up all the groceries scattered on the floor.

Basic Assistant there is no morality, the curse in the heart.

Maybe he should bring all these items, even he also thinks who is the boss here why even he is being worked by his Assistant.

Riyan also followed Nayla who almost reached the parking lot, while the driver was surprised to see Nayla back in the car with her bare hands.

"His word is non shopping, why not bring anything?" ask Mr. Supri.

"No sir, we're going home" Nayla said, closing her eyes, sitting in front too lazy to sit alone with the insensitive boss.

"Lha young master where to"

" I don't know if we're going home, I'm sleepy!"

"Kok so gini was not the young master also entered, what is not to meet the young master?" ask him confused.

Nayla who was tired and upset did not answer the question of Mr. Supri, after all, this is not her working hours so just let her think.

Tuk

Tuk

Tuk.

Mr. Supri turned to the side door of his car, then opened the windshield, who knocked on the door of his car.

"Young master" call her.

"Hurry down and put all the groceries into the trunk" she ordered while opening the back door, but there was something wrong there but what.

He did not go inside, waiting for the driver to finish, before long all the groceries had gone into the trunk.

Seeing his young master still standing there made him wonder what was with that young Master and his Assistant, and again their groceries were already like when he delivered Madame Ajeng while shopping monthly.

"Why haven't you come in yet?"

"Where's Nayla?" mr. Supri scrunched his forehead when he got such a question, instead of Miss Nayla was inside, he thought.

"So it's in the master" he said as he opened the steering door and Nayla was there still with the same position when he got off the car.

"Where?"

mr. Supri also gave way for his master to be able to see Nayla who was asleep either really sleeping or pretending not to hear the words of his Boss.

Riyan let out her breath she was quite upset by Nayla's behavior tonight, how could she please herself.

"You go home sir, let me drive him home" he said, then took out his wallet and gave the driver money for the taxi fare.

"But Sir..."

"Don't ask too many questions quickly go home" he said.

Riyan did not answer he just nodded his head then got into the car and left the mall, he split the night streets that are still crowded by some people who are still doing their activities.

It did not take long, they had arrived at the luxurious Apartment owned by his Assistant, he quite often visited the Apartment when he wanted to calm himself.

Riyan turned to the direction where Nayla was sleeping, He was determined when he saw the beautiful face of the woman who had been accompanying him all this time, long enough he enjoyed the peaceful sleeping face, making him unable to disturb the sleep of his assistant.

He got out of the car and walked to the security guard post to ask for help, his groceries were quite a lot, he could not carry them at once.

To go back down he was very reluctant, considering the unit where Nayla lived was on the forty-fifth floor.

From a considerable distance he could see two security guards watching a football match accompanied by two cups of coffee there, he walked towards them.

"Good night father" he said when he arrived near the security guard post.

"Well, sir, is there anything I can help you with?" ask the friendly security guard.

"This is how my friend was sleeping in the car on the way home from shopping, I did not have the heart to wake him up, if you don't mind me asking for help to bring the groceries to our unit" pinta.

"Well sir, let me help you"

"I'm sorry sir," said his statement to one of the guards who turned out to be named Good in his uniform.

"Yes sir please"

As the two of them passed from there to her car, Riyan opened the trunk door and asked the security guard to take her upstairs, while she walked over to the side of the wheel and held Nayla.

With the help of the security guard they finally reached the door of Nayla's apartment, Riyan looked confused when he wanted to open the door, the article he did not know how much the pass code.

But he quite remembered that there were also fingerprints that could be used to open the door.

Riyan, who did not want his assistant to touch someone else, dropped him from the sling and placed Nayla's index finger on the door.

His first attempt failed, then he tried again with his thumb and it worked, the door rang,

Nit

Nit

Nit

Now that the door was wide open, making it easier for them to enter the dark room, Riyan walked along following the instincts he was quite familiar with the space that was there.

He also laid Nayla on his bed, then turned on the lights and air conditioning, not to forget he also took off the shoes that had been used by Nayla.

The base can be troublesome only, grinning while pulling a blanket to cover Nayla's body.

Riyan came out of the room and approached the security guard who was still there, not to ask for compensation for his services is not disrespectful not if he just left without saying goodbye to the owner of the house.

"I say goodbye, sir, I have to get back on guard" she said.

"yes sir thank you" he said while giving money tips

"No need this Master has become my duty''

"Take two with your friend" said Riyan, closing the door to his apartment.