Virally
116. Madam Bian Prasetya
...Want to know someone's true nature?...
...Wait until he succeeds...
...and have many things...
...If he stays humble...
...when on the ladder of success...
...that's his true nature...
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I glanced at the wall clock, 15:45. Still using bathrope looking for suitcase. Where did Bian put it? my sleep ration was indeed reduced because for two days with 'night activity'. Makes it so sound in the car.
Unknowingly transferred to the room and my belongings were placed somewhere.
"You're teasing me again with a bathrope, baby?" Bian hugged from behind.
"I'm looking for the briefcase where you put it, brother?"
"In the walking closet, it's been tidied up. I've asked Cleo to order clothes for you here as well. Hope you like it?"
"Eh, Yes. I haven't seen Cleo in a long time,"
"The task is done so now he will come back here again, Cepetan change gih or....,"
"Yes... It also wants to change but it is held," I said while pointing at Bian's hands that still feel at home stretched out at the waist. He immediately let go, Just walked how many steps Bian pulled my waist and then retreated.
"Welcome to our house, Lady Bian," again she gave a soft kiss.
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We exited the room, I saw the atmosphere of the house occupied. The second floor has open access so that the room on the first floor can be seen, Bian chose the granite floor. He likes dark colored furniture.
Some housekeepers looked at me. Yeah, now Bian has a wife. I smiled kindly at their welcome.
"This is my wife, Orchid, please,"
I greeted them, "There are Three men and Three women. Six men to serve one man who is rare in the house, "my inner being.
Bian took her around her house. Including large to be inhabited by a single. Of the many rooms that attracted my attention were the workspace and the library owned by Bian.
On the back wall of Bian's desk. Rows of neatly lined picture frames, all of them pictures of me. He took it secretly.
The photo reminds me of our meeting. From the prewedding of Natasha and Gege when we first met, to the photo of me at Nadia's wedding and the cutting ribbon of the grand opening of Miepa's restaurant. It's true that he took a picture of me.
"What are they on duty for, honey? ask me while approaching Bian in the recliner. He stretched out his hand and grabbed me.
"Three men, one as a gardener who used to come three times a week. Two guards taking turns. Three women, two on duty to clean the house. One older woman to keep an eye on all of them, I can't possibly leave them unattended" Bian explained.
"Oh so, your house is big to be occupied alone. Why don't you stay with Setya's dad and Lusi's mom?"
"Nearlier than my place of business," Bian replied as he played my hair, "Tonight we'll eat here or we'll go out to eat out?"
"Here you go, honey. Tasya has scheduled full treatment for the wedding and then continued using henna, I need a break,"
"Treatment for the wedding? aren't you married, and hemmmm, hemm" he whispered as he brought his face closer to my neck.
"Psttt. time here baby. Your assistant will be passing by and what does that sound like?"
"They're in the back room, usually watching TV if nothing is done anymore, how big is your voice to fear being heard?"
"Goddessh...,"
"Your face is red, honey,"
I put my lips together and looked at Bian, "Darling to move to my city with the financial facilities removed, then self-study. Then preparing needs alone is not surprised?"
"Absolutely surprised," spontaneously Bian replied with a frown.
"And you're still trying to survive?"
"Yes because for the first time I've been myself. It turns out to be fun, you still remember the ex-Danar that I was able to assess. He dumped me when he found out that Danar was the grandson of Anugrah. It got me to the point, People see what's behind me,"
"When without good financial ability?" I asked because it was only a day in Jakarta. I'm getting to know the comfort of Bian's living facilities.
"Yes, you remember buying me seafood. For the first time I was in the women's tract, Haha. and the second time on the green hill when you wanted to pay back but I refused,"
"It's only natural, first we use your services as a photographer. Second because I consider you as Dewo's friend you're allies,"
"You offered Dewo to be my sister. I told you about it on the green hill. If Dewo is my sister, then I have to marry her brother,"
You got a sister, Bian? If you don't have it, just take my sister.
I'm the youngest child and I don't mind if Dewo is my sister, but just so he's my brother means he has to be my wife
A joke that came true. I hugged Bian, who would have thought that the man who always relaxed in his antique car was my soul mate. We even met with an introduction accidentally.
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2 More days
Before treatment is done. My netra glanced at those who were in and out of the salon, Appearance and well-groomed skin tickled my desire to have what they had.
Visitors with fashionable and classy appearance go in and out of the salon. They use bags with letter symbols that can drain the pockets. I have some of those bags a gift from Kenzo and a handover from Bian.
I should have brought it to Jakarta yesterday. Yep... Gifts because I feel a pity to use money to buy 'expensive bags'.
My thoughts during the treatment were full of the appearance of the salon visitor. I like and want to look good like them.
If at the time Kenzo bought me a chance to refuse because it was a pity to spend money on a bag. Even using me reluctantly, this time is different. See the appearance of the salon visitor. I'm smitten to mimic their style.
After doing the treatment I asked Tasya to accompany me to shop for shoes and bags that I want. It turns out not just drain the bag but drain the balance. There was only one bag and shoes I bought.
My hands are itching to take photos and post groceries here, but it feels awkward because Tasya must have been used to shopping here.
I immediately put on and stared happily at the reflection in the mirror. Soon Bian will be picking up to meet my family waiting at the hotel. Tasya returned home with his driver.
Bian's forehead looked wrinkled when looking at today's appearance.
"Dangerous huh?" ask me when I see the response.
"No dear," she stroked my hair.
We headed to the hotel and met my family. They still look tired.
"We'll book a room too or leave my house?"
"I didn't bring a change of clothes, honey,"
"It's morning we're back here but it has to be early in the morning so as not to get stuck."
"Yes, baby,"
We finally decided to go home and say goodbye to a big family who wanted to rest. Along the way I refrained from taking photos in the Bian sports car.
"Hold, Nggrek... Bian never showed me what he's had all this time" I recounted.
My social media photos are still about marriage. All done by Kira with my consent of course.
I remembered the conversation with Kira when she suggested not to raise the endorse rate. Somehow I feel that nominal feels small, even though when Miepa's income is declining from there it covers it.
It was past midnight when I got home. My netra scanned our house. Light games lights and garden arrangement make the look of the house look artistic from the outside.
When entering the house, Back game light down light and chandelier make a stylish impression. Plus the use of granite gives a luxurious shine, combined with expensive furniture that is equipped with the masterpiece of several artists. Bian does have good taste.
It feels like I want to take pictures in front and in the house with the status of 'my home' but again, "Hold Orchid... Hold it, don't be tacky,"
Bian picked up a paper bag containing an old bag and shoes because I already used them. I followed his steps.
"You look tired baby," he peeked at my forehead, "Any rest or still want to accompany me?"
"Tomorrow we must get up early, brother, I must use henna too,"
"Dear, oh yes, your shoes and bags are broken, right? or what?" ask Bian
"Why indeed?"
"Because you immediately replaced it or now you like the brand, tomorrow we go shopping again,"
"Eh no, Brother. Coincidentally just playing there," answered me who was greeted by a small smile Bian.
"Oh if you like later we buy it again because I rarely see you look like this. Even though I know you can afford it, I don't think you like it, baby. My handiwork has not been used,"
"Oh no dear, it just happens that the model is funny," my reason.
"Yes get changed, we'll take a break for today,"
"Yes, baby,"
I put the bag on Bian's walking closet and my eyes widened, while looking at the many brands and shirts from Bian's famous brand. Why does he rarely use?
Ah, I just remembered my husband doesn't really like to present himself. Maybe he used it at a certain moment. As prestige in association.
Suddenly I feel ashamed of myself for today's behavior. Just a day hanging out with Tasya and to where the socialites are. Suddenly change the mind in an instant.
Just three days into Madame Bian, I almost acted tacky. I can't imagine the reaction of the Bian family if I put photos on social media from the time of boarding a private jet to paper bags and receipt of groceries.
...Want to know someone's true nature?...
...Wait until he succeeds...
...and have many things...
I exhale with a mind trajectory. Sometimes being humble is not easy either.
"Darling, what are you doing there for so long. In the cold bed, Temani,"
"Yes, Brother. Wait a minute, baby,"
My husband's call blew my mind just now, I immediately walked up to him from the expression that was displayed as if he wanted something, and I knew what it was because I wanted it too.
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