Young Master's Choice

Birthday Gift

This time, they were escorted by a private driver Dhira who usually always drove him anywhere.

About an hour away, they arrived at their destination.

A pretty big villa, uh, not enough, but very big and luxurious, it's already like a small castle.

Somehow in it.

Dhira looked up slightly to stare at the large building, the look of a face full of amazement and thin gaping lips.

"Let's go in!" Hexa embraces her shoulder to the point of making Dhira reflexively look up at the man's face due to their different height sizes.

Shocked also got a sudden embrace, especially from Hexa, since when this man would take the initiative to embrace it gently.

Without saying anything, Dhira remained obedient and walked side by side with her husband.

In the back was Mr. Driver who was dragging two large suitcases.

Just arriving in the courtyard, it was seen that some people were standing neatly in front of the terrace of the villa.

Dhira suspected that it was the villa workers prepared by Hexa, as their clothes were uniform in the same color.

One man in a black suit who stood at the very front of the servants, smiled respectfully welcoming their arrival.

"Welcome, Master and Young Miss." He bowed with an unshakable smile, and the few maids and men behind him bowed along.

Dhira feels bad to be treated like that, he also bowed to respect them, fellow humans, their degrees are the same, no higher or lower, no one, Dhira is not used to being over-treated.

"You can get up" said Hexa, who ordered them to rise, knowing that Dhira would keep bowing if they did not stop.

"Please come in, Mister and Young Miss," he said with a friendly smile.

Dhira and Hexa entered, sitting in the living room.

Dhira did not stop staring at every corner of the villa with a dazzling view of the design that could be said to be very extraordinary.

"You like her?" hexa asked, and subconsciously Dhira nodded with a smile, without turning to Hexa.

However, the next second he regained his senses, and stared at Hexa quickly. The man looked at his behavior that he might find strange and awkward.

"Pardon me, sir."

He began to get nervous, lowered his head and squeezed the edge of his shirt to channel that nervousness.

"Don't apologize, come here." Hexa patted the empty space beside her.

A little hesitant, but Dhira stayed close.

Hexa grabbed a drink on the table that had been prepared by the servants, then handed it to Dhira.

Dhira who did not understand the meaning, still did not budge, blinked a few times while staring at the glass in Hexa's hand.

"Drink, must be thirsty on the way."

"Oh, yes, sir."

Dhira grabbed the glass and gulped down the contents slightly.

Ah, his heart is really not safe now, why can this mouthful, but only a drink, but Dhira's heart is racing uncontrollably.

Cold sweat begins to spread throughout the body. Shuddering? Sure, but Dhira is pretty good at hiding it.

"I told you, don't call master again, did you forget?"

Hexa brought her face closer, Dhira's cheeks instantly blushed red.

"Then what should I call you, sir?"

"As far as you."

'Call what, huh? When should I call Mas? Is he a young master? It may want to, but it's funny too when it's called mas.'

Dhira giggled inwardly, how would Hexa react if she called him mas? Would shock?

"Mas?!"

Doubtful Dhira expressed what he had in mind, curious also felt the reaction of Hexa.

"Yes." Yeah."

For whatever reason, Dhira did not expect Hexa to answer her call, so that means she agreed to be called mas.

In his heart, Dhira laughed again, what an unexpected reality.

"You agree I'll call you a mas?"

"I told you, whatever you want to call, I like everything."

Glad to mix it up.

Glad that Hexa wasn't acting so cold to him anymore.

Amused because only this time it feels like a young master wants to be called a mas.

Before long the man in black clothes had approached them with a brown map in his hand.

"This is what you want, Young Master." The man handed the map to Hexa.

Hexa accepted it, spitting out a white sheet of paper inside.

"You sign here." While pointing at the direction to be signed by Dhira.

"This is what, Mas?" dhira asked with furrowed brows.

"Relocation of the property owner."

"I mean?" Dhira doesn't understand.

"Bir birthday present from your husband."

Hexa stared at Dhira intensely, Dhira salting made her.

Dhira turned away from Hexa's gaze in embarrassment.

"This villa originally wanted me to sell to someone else, someone had already bid, but I changed my mind, I think it would be more useful to present it as a birthday gift for you."

Dhira gulped with great difficulty.

What else is this? It's been enough for a few days now that Hexa tested her pacemaker, long ago she could have a sudden heart attack with things that don't make sense like this.

"It's too much, Mom." Reluctant to accept it, he felt he did not deserve it.

"Sign up, don't ruin my plan." Hexa grabs Dhira's hand and lays down the pen for Dhira to sign the transfer.

'Should that be forced?'

Inevitably Dhira also gave a black scratch on the white, he never imagined would get something so big as his birthday gift.

Money people are different.