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Become a Temporary Employee

Ah, sweet really!

***

I was in the car without any conversation. I was afraid to start a conversation, but I was curious to ask you a question.

After gathering courage, I finally spoke. Questioning something he must answer.

"W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-why, did you come to propose to me? You don't recognize me at all, do you?" ask me to vent.

"Because you're different" he replied flatly.

"Different? Well, I'm different. I'm a poor woman, too, and a rich man is also handsome" I said, looking straight ahead.

He turned to look at me and then ... .

"Not at all! Be quiet. We'll stop by the salon to clean your body."

Huh! Salon, how's the salon? I never went to the salon even if I just looked around.

***

I followed him from behind entering a building whose sign was inscribed with the Salon Rini. Whoa! Clean and also very fragrant. Because I was so enjoying the beauty of this salon, I hit Azril again. Sloppy!

"Sorry, Sir! I didn't mean it," I said.

"Don't call me master!"

"Then what?" my many.

"Darling!" said relaxed.

"No! I don't want to, Sir!" Spontaneously I refused.

The darling? Crazy, yes! How can I call him dear, being near him my cheeks have fizzy especially if you call him dear, can my cheeks be as red as tomatoes.

"Call me baby, if not-"

"I'll call you brother, how?" as fast.

"Not bad either. Okay than you call me master," he said making myself blush again.

The salon is beautiful. I was among them the ugliest! Two beautiful servants, his hands were already dancing in my head. Tidying up my long hair is already as butt.

After cutting my hair to a shoulder and shampooing. The staff continued to clean my body. I don't know what they're doing, but they're rubbing their bodies and coming out the dirt that might be off my skin. So filthy!

It turns out this is how the treatment in the salon feels, so good! My hair and body are fresh, fragrant and smooth too! When he was about to get up his guard forbade me.

"His face is not yet, brother," he said.

"Oh, face too? Kirain is done" I said.

"Sister's husband said, the whole body."

When it was all over, I put on the clothes that the salon staff gave me. He said from Azril. Her dress size fits perfectly on my slim body. His clothes are shiny blue. This must be an expensive robe? The fabric is so soft.

After putting it on, I didn't look at myself in the mirror. So pretty! Is this really me? Where's burik? Straight hair, clean white face is not dirty anymore. Every day, I wash my face with lifeb** soap.

When I wear the hijab of a couple of clothes given by Azril. Come again to the salon.

"Sir, the hijab is first opened. To be dressed," he said. I'm resigned, this must be Azril's order.

"Sister, don't make me thick, yeah!" I said before she dressed me up.

After dressing up, her employees also put me in a hijab. After everything was completely finished, I reflected. How surprised I am ... O Allah, is this really Himeka Alisya?

***

I walked like a princess to see her prince. Uh! It's all like a dream.

When I was right in front of Azril who was busy with his phone. I dare to call him.

"Master! Uh ... um, Mr. Azril!" call me clumsy.

Azril raised his head then stood up, observing me from head to toe without blinking. Am I still ugly, huh?

"Beautiful" he said, making me smile.

"Come, we're going! the show is half an hour away, "he gently pulled my hand.

My hands are cold, irregular heartbeat. How not! Azril walked over holding my hand. I slowly pulled it out of his grasp. However, Azril instead held on even tighter. Oh God! Don't let him see my red face.

I've been sitting in the car and trying to be positive. I was so afraid to attend the party, or I refused to leave. Have Azril take me home?

"Em-m, Brother!" call me to Azril who is sitting on the right.

"Yes!" the answer was looking straight ahead.

"Em-m, I don't think I should go! I'm good at home," I said immediately making him look.

"You scared?" tanyakanya. Like I know how I feel. Maybe it looks from my face that has been cold sweat, even though the AC car is on.

"Yes!" reply down.

"Not to be afraid, there's me!" said calms me.

I don't speak anymore, hoping he'll keep his word. When there's something he has to protect me. I trust him!

Next.

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