
"Isn't that Mr Tomi? Kok friendly is the same." muttered Rizal did not continue the word he was too shocked.
In his surprise, Rizal also tried to think about the strangeness of the strangeness he experienced from the first time he came until this morning while at home. But Rizal also tried to think positively about his master. It could be Mr. Tomi's brother. Lagian Rizal has not worked twenty-four hours at Mr Tomi's house, so it is not appropriate that he thinks badly of his employer.
As Rizal turned to look at the shop Miranda was visiting, how surprised she was to see the Miss glued in the same direction as what she had just seen. The face of the lady looked gloomy. I don't know what he was thinking, but the attitude and change of his face was enough to make Rizal curious and back to bad thinking.
After feeling enough to look at the husband, Miranda rushed to her car with a face that was difficult to interpret. Getting angry? Be disappointed? the lady is not easy to guess.
Which makes Rizal even more surprised, why did Miranda choose to enter the car instead of coming to her husband? Without asking much, Rizal went back in the car and immediately forwarded it according to the order of the employer.
Along the way, Miranda only fell silent with a glaring gaze towards the outside. Sometimes he inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled.
Until he reached the destination, Miranda was still silent with a gloomy face. Rizal could only look at her without being able to do anything.
In second place, again Rizal waiting in the kitchen room. He laid his body on a sofa with his eyes closed. Moments later Rizal heard two people coming to the kitchen while chatting. He kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep there.
But Rizal's ears are shocked by the two men's conversation when Miranda and Tomi's names are mentioned.
"Have you seen Miran's face? Must be trouble again with her husband."
"Yes, I'm the same as Ms. Miran. She is beautiful and kind. But the house doesn't seem happy."
"Is it possible that Mr Tomi cheated? But it doesn't feel possible, does it?"
"Yes, I don't know either. It could be that behind the affection that they often bumbar, there is indeed a serious problem between them."
"Surely it. Especially now that the driver has changed again. At least this driver won't last long."
Rizal was stunned to hear everything. But he still pretended to close his eyes until the two people left. Rizal's mind immediately raged. What else to hear talk about drivers changing frequently. Of course Rizal was increasingly curious.
"Zal, you're coming down? Mementin I eat?" pinta Miranda as soon as the car stops a restaurant.
"Ouch, Non. I dare to eat in a place like this. Shame on me," answered Rizal honestly.
Miranda suddenly commented on the smile of seeing the innocence of the driver. "Who? Why should we be ashamed, we will eat pay, not steal."
"But, Non..."
"Udah, quickly you come down and follow my orders. I'm hungry." Miranda told me by force.
"Alright," said Rizal resigned. They immediately went down and together stepped into the restaurant that looked luxurious.
After finding a seat, Rizal circulated his gaze to each side of the restaurant room. He immediately felt less confident because most of his visitors were people of his employer's class.
Miranda also only commented on the smile of seeing the behavior of her new driver. Miranda often invites anyone to eat together including employees and assistants. So he was not so awkward when he brought Rizal to the restaurant.
After ordering some food, now they chat with each other to melt the atmosphere while waiting for the dish to come. More precisely Rizal gave information in the form of a story from his question asked by Miranda. Family, education, Rizal activities in the village, all told Rizal without any lies.
Every time Rizal saw a smile, Miranda was stunned to look at him. It's not that Miranda never saw a handsome man. He even before getting married his life was surrounded by many handsome men, but somehow the smile that Rizal was smiling was able to shake the contents of Miranda's heart.
In silence, Miranda's heart praised the chauffeur's words on this one. If polished a little surely Rizal's good looks will radiate perfectly.
The arrival of the ordered dishes made Miranda's mind crumble. He also repeatedly cursed himself for silently praising the driver until Rizal was surprised to be made.
"Miss why? Smile at your own smile?" rizal murmured in the heart.
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