UNINTENTIONALLY

Chapter 1 — Prologue

PROLOGUE

That night at nine more than fifteen minutes. Dinda Nurshbrina, that's her name.the girl who stands at the entrance to the office.

She is a career woman who currently works at one of the big companies, but is placed in a branch office not far from where she lives.

He is involved in accounting management to handle corporate finance.

UOB Asian (Union of Bank Asian ) is the company, where this girl works. Company's son, Wong Group. One of the biggest businessmen in China.

Dinda just stepped out of the office building. Unfortunately that night, rain hit the city. Overtime, the right reason illustrates, how uncaring Dinda is at tonight's weather forecast.

“Dinda I came home first yes, my fiance has already picked me up. Bye Dinda.”

“Iya. be careful on the road. Have a nice day!”

Dinda replied to a wave of his colleague's hand, before the two separated. Right in front of the office door that rotates clockwise. After that, Dinda also went home. The office was also deserted, except there were some guards still on guard.

Dinda takes the road through the park. Because of that road, it's faster to get to his simple apartment. Not an expensive apartment, but still nyicil. In the middle of the road, Dinda's cell phone rang loudly.

“Mom definitely called!” thought Dinda so. “Yes, at least my guess is never wrong.”

Answer his mother's phone, let alone what they'll talk about. In addition to discussing the news Dinda.

“ya hello Ma! Yes, I have come home. Here's another one on the road near the park! Ja. Mom at home healthy. Next month if Dinda is free, Dinda will take you around to see the city of Jakarta. Yes, Dinda spoke the truth. Okay then. Bye Bu!”

Closing the phone call, Dinda walked as usual. Continuing her footsteps on the road attached to the sign of disability.

The road was already close to where he lived, in a towering apartment.

Passing the park bench, Dinda accidentally saw a heavily drunk man—sleep on the park bench. The man was a little handsome and elegant to look at. Complete with black suit office clothes tuned with matching subordinates adds to the aura—that he is bossy.

Dinda can make sure that the man in front of her is an office worker, businessman or so on. His fingers stuck out trying to touch the body of a man with a fresh scent and very fragrant typical manly man. The smell of peach.

“Sorry! Are you okay?” Dinda was curious, trying to wake this man up. The man who fell asleep under the rain stub. “Hello? You still alive?”

Dinda's words were answered. But ..., with a little deh. It was a sign, he was helpless in the midst of his unstable self.

Right now, Dinda's thoughts for this man were: A perverted man who spends a lot of time with naughty women. What else can this kind of drunk man do here?

Dinda glanced around. It felt like there was no one here but him. “Aman, no one!”

“Help me, take it to hotel.”

Dinda raised her eyes, upon hearing this man's words. Not wrong? he asked Dinda for help? Who else, only Dinda was there.

But there is something unique about this man. His legs are very long. Exceeding the reasonable limit of the park bench she used as a bed. His feet were so mischievous, that it made him fall to the ground.

“Aw ..!” dinda's Response. “Pasti pain.”

“Help me take it to hotel.”

The man repeated his words again, in a limp tone. One hand wide, catching Dinda's wrist. Drawing even deeper into Dinda's body, this young girl fell on the chest of a fresh-scented man mixed with alcohol. He continued to hold Dinda, until Dinda could feel her deep breathing. His heart was calm too.

“Ah! I feel claustrophobic. He is really strong, even though he is drunk.”

Dinda let go of that tight hug. But this guy just got stronger.

“I have to find help where! Even now it's night. No one crosses this road. How can I help him go to the hotel. Maybe I should take her to the hotel. Fired it? Can I?”

Dinda's choice is now only two. One, he drove the man to the hotel as he had requested. Second, just leave it.

“If I take her, maybe I've done her a favor. Could I drive him to the hotel?”

Ah, he thought it was starting to get messed up. Why did Dinda meet him? Why not another woman. Don't tell me this is a soul mate! Dinda doesn't like that word.

After thinking for a while, the decision finally collapsed. The only way is, be kind. For the sake of humanity, that was all Dinda could do. This is good karma, for his life ahead.

“Hei. Which hotel should I drive you to?” ask Dinda. “Say, I'll drop you off now.”

“Hotel millennium,” reply half conscious. Ah, what a coincidence. The hotel is across the street from the city park.

“Huh! There will be extra work tonight.”

A little annoyed, Dinda tried to help this man stand up. Then he pulled her into the hotel. Of course with the power. In this day and age, where are there strong women?

“Uh weight. Did he eat ten kilos of rice in a day. Why is he so heavy. The smell of alcohol is strong too. I'm not sure I can do all this. I swear, he's just troubling ”

Along the way while picking up this man he had just met. Dinda was a little self-satisfied. Why meet people like this.

A little difficult, finally arrived Dinda at the hotel. The place this man meant.

“Oh apparently Mr a little drunk.” An old servant, welcomed Dinda's arrival. “Can Miss take him to room 1160. It was a special room belonging to Mr!” said the hotel maid.

“Of course!” reply Dinda, a little friendly.

That thick mustache was swirling under his nose. Also this man was aged, welcoming the arrival of the two. Perhaps the old man recognized this man Dinda papah with great difficulty.

“My work is done, right? Time to go home!” said Dinda, relieved. Yes, it feels relieved to have done good even though it will not be appreciated later.

Dinda wiped away the sweat running down her forehead. His breathing was a little messy, as if he had just been a weightlifting sport. It even feels like carrying rice up to a hundred kilos in a single batch of market porters.

“I have to go home now. It's ten.”

Take his bag lying on the bed. He wanted to go home, but— his hand was pulled back by the drunken man unconsciously.

“Do not go,” he said gently.

The slender little body sank back into the arms of this mighty man. As if repeating the incident again.

Dinda felt his heartbeat. Warm, still the same as the body that Dinda knew before.

But .., the momentary slurping of intimacy, had to stop. Shortly after the hotel waiter was in a ribbon, dressed in a tuxedo came. He didn't knock on the door just yet, so disrespectful.

“Oh I'm sorry to interrupt your precious time. Please proceed Miss.”

The old man turned around, leaving the room. But immediately intercepted Dinda.

“Ah! it's not what you think!”

obviously Dinda. While tidying up her clothes. “This is just a mistake.”

“No need to hesitate Miss. Young master is used to doing it. I won't tell anyone else either!”

“Ah, I'm dead. What I've done. Surely the old man thought that I was a perverted woman!” said Dinda slowly.

His face flushed red and it felt very awkward standing in front of the man who had been thinking strangely. Moreover, the man had caught her, hugging. What else needs to be explained now?

“Oh yes miss. Can you not go from here. For tonight only. I'm afraid Mister will be upset if none of you help him be here.”

“I? Why should I!” answer Dinda.

"Yes of course you. Because you're the one who brought you here. Rest assured, when the Master is aware then he will thank you, then the Master will also change your time tonight.”

Dinda scrunched her forehead. Is she really a waitress now?

The man stood at the door, then turned around. He looked back at Dinda who was silent without a sound.

“Oh Yes Young lady. Don't forget to change the young master's clothes. I had brought the clothes and left them on the table. Miss also have to change!”

The man left the two just like that. In this large room, both of them seemed to be bound and locked by a covenant.

“Oh yes, let's just say you didn't witness any extraordinary sightings from Sir. Consider it a nightmare!” continue the old man, before he really leaves.

Dinda was eager to refute the old man's orders. But whatever the power, begging a younger woman is not polite. So, inevitably Dinda obeyed his orders.

At first he was scared but Dinda just thought positively that nothing would happen to him.

A long night now Dinda went through at least with something rather silly. Replacing the clothes of an unknown man to keep his sleep sound

••••

This morning began a drama that Dinda will not forget for a long time. The man he helped, raged indistinctly.

“Damn it! Who would dare touch my body without my permission!”

The sound made Dinda open her sleeping eyes.

“Hei! What the hell, early in the morning already screaming. It's noisy! Just interrupt!” dinda was upset.

“You ..., who are you? And what are you doing here. Are you the comfort woman who has replaced my clothes?”

Staring at Dinda was like looking at a comforting woman, obviously Dinda would be angry.

“Hey, can you keep that saying. I've been helping you. And now you call me a comfort woman! Where does your manners value a woman?”

“You!” The man sitting on the bed, tried to hold back his anger as his hand held his head. He was sick from a drunken night.

“What are you? You perverted man!” dinda was getting upset. “Good. Looks like last night's assignment is over. Time for me to work. And you pervert! I warn you that I am not the comfort woman you said I was. You must remember that!”

Rising from the long sofa, Dinda leaves the man in front of her.

This guy said nothing. Except to curse Dinda's sadistic speech at him earlier.

“Please wait, you have to pay for what you did. Touching my body, she's got guts too apparently.”

Asking for accountability, maybe that's what this grumpy man expected.

“Uncle Luong!” This man grumbled at the name of the old servant last night who had forgotten his duty. “This must have been the act of having a woman deliberately touch my body. Even changing my clothes. You will get the reply later!”

This man was indeed holding back his tempestuous emotions. His heart is this early.