Women's Backlash Considered Weak

The Second Meeting Time

Ken and Celia drive a motorcycle to go to town to sell their catch from the sea. They came back with beaming faces as today's sale was to their liking.

"It's lucky we got today, Ken. Our sea results are quite a lot," said Celia who sat in the back bouncy while hugging Ken's waist.

Both look like married couples who just want to sell their merchandise.

"Let's see if we get more, who's been looking for fish?" ken Ken is proud of himself.

"I admit it's true what you said, Ken. Oh yes, what do you want today, as a result of your hard work I want to comply with all your requests," said Celia.

"I just want you to cook a kid's meal, Celia."

"Beres, Mr. Boss!"

"Don't get charred again, like yesterday."

"You should know, my cooking is scorched because you keep bothering me, Ken. But I guarantee, after this the food served will be perfect."

Ken continued to drive the motor gas that they both boarded, waltzing through the shaft road that connects the city to the village.

Simultaneously a black sedan car from the opposite direction passed through them.

That's when Ken felt something was strange. He turned around to look at the car. To see the woman sitting in the back seat staring from inside.

"What's up, Ken?" ask Celia.

Ken just smiled, taking his eyes off. "There's nothing. We'd better continue on with the journey."

Celia nodded, re-stretching her grip on Ken's waist which began to turn the machine on.

"Are you ready?" kenn asked, looking back.

"Ready!"

The two of them waltzed off to market the catch. But, Ken was silent unlike when they left the house, he felt like

he had missed something and felt a void in him. I don't know what that is.

Celia felt strangely frowning while looking back. The times he had gone through one thing made Ken feel bad.

"Ken, there's someone selling pickles over there, do you want to buy them?" ask Celia.

Ken shook his head, focusing on driving a hastily wanted to get to the destination immediately.

Celia understood, maybe Ken like this because of the very hot air factor.

"Alright, we better go straight to the stall. You also look tired, maybe you can go home, just let me keep watch selling it," said Celia.

"It's okay, we'll both sell it all out, after that we'll go home together."

Ken focused on driving while looking from the rear view. The black car is seen in reflection, increasingly disappearing.

Finally the time came for Xavia to come to meet the invitation of the man who became an enemy in his past world.

He entered into Richard's company with elegant strides. Everyone who was standing guard in the outer area saw him alert. It was as if seeing a lion that could attack at any moment.

"Where is your Master?" tanyakanya.

"Let me show you where Mr. Richard is." One of Richard's men walked up to him, pointing out the direction of Richard's room.

Until they arrived at the large room guarded by several men outside tightly. He went inside after the door opened.

Xavia stood before Richard exactly, the two of them facing each other.

His two hands clenched silently beside the body, now his feelings were very mixed. He thought that he might not be able to resist shooting Richard's man at this time, given what this man had done in his previous life.

But after experiencing many events he had experienced so far, making Xavia determined to no longer be the innocent impulsive girl she had been in her previous life. He had learned to hide his feelings and toyed with this man.

“Welcome to my territory, Miss Xavia, it is a pleasure to meet you in person, please introduce my name Richard.” Richard reached out to shake Xavia's hand, while the other hand was in his pocket.

Xavia returned the man's helping hand with an awkward smile. “Hai, nice to meet you.”

Richard smiled authoritatively, then said, “It turns out seeing you in person is much better than just hearing stories from people. In addition to the news of your greatness leading the gang members, it turns out you also have another side, which is an extraordinary beauty. Even your smile can kill the opposite sex,” praise Richard seduce Xavia.

“Obviously, Richard, there is no need to overdo it like it praises me,” said Xavia just smiling flatly. He sat down on the chair before getting an order from the owner of the place, while glancing at the circular watch on his wrist.

“I'm very busy, there are many things I have to take care of. We better get to the heart of the conversation, so that no time is wasted, Richard.”

Xavia immediately cut off the talk of Richard who wanted to talk to him, he did not have time to serve a lot of things with this man. “Please sit down, Richard, I don't think it's appropriate for you to have the owner of this place to talk standing up. Let's start the conversation,” he said.

Richard smiled stiffly, forced to obey Xavia's orders, sitting in his seat of power. He looked at Xavia who had shown absolutely no interest in his solids, Richard never expected that his handsome appearance and his witty words had always managed to captivate the woman before, Richard never expected that his handsome appearance and intelligent words had always managed to captivate the woman before, it has no effect on this woman.

“Alright, I'll start the conversation. But ... Before, did you not want to taste the best drinks from our factory? If you're willing, this is an award, because you're the first person to try our product will be launching this Sunday.” Richard poured himself with his hands a drink from a clear bottle into the glass then gave it to Xavia.

The woman did not drink it, but put it on her front desk.

“You don't want to taste it, then give me advice, do you think there is anything less or not,” said Richard.

“Maybe later, because I am not thirsty now,” replied Xavia briefly.

Richard the mangosteen understood Xavia's attitude, then he thought of a way to establish a familiar atmosphere with her. “The perfume you wear, it's very fragrant, soft but challenging, I really like this type if Women wear it. Unfortunately, women rarely wear them. Maybe you're the only one.”

“There is no way one factory should only make one perfume just for me, right?”

Richard pursed his lips. “Maybe,” he said.

“Does it still take long, just for this kind of nonsense, Richard? Very unprofessional!”

“Sorry, if I don't know, if you've wasted a lot of your time. I thought you'd be willing to talk at length to each other's introductions, before you could talk seriously. If that's what you want, fine. We start.” Richard continued to speak.

In the room guarded by their respective men, Xavia and Richard's talks were full of tension.