101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 51

Leaving Quin and Damar, in one of the famous cafes in the city of J, Kinara and Naira seemed to be hanging out in the cafe.

"Nai, you don't work?" ask Kinar.

"No, today I'm really upset" she said.

"Why?"

"Because of Damar's personal assistant, my mother and I were told to return to the main house" he explained with annoyance.

"The room?" Kinar seemed to frown.

"What do you mean Damar CEO of Alatas Group?" tanyanya.

"You think?" annoyed Naira

"Seriously?"

"Bangetpus. They both seem very close.

What pisses me off more is, Damar seems to be very interested in that girl."

Kinar smiled cynically. "Did you like it? Who doesn't know that guy? At most the girl is just an outlet of her desire," guessed Kinar.

"Since I've liked it. But he was never interested in me. Even when I became his therapist he refused and preferred his personal assistant" explained Naira with a feeling of arrogance.

Shortly afterwards, Angga and Bram were entering the cafe.

"Angga," he looked at the man with the assistant.

"Oh yeah, is that right, your boss?" reprimanding Naira as her eyes follow the eyes of Kinar.

"Ultually, it was no longer. I'm no longer in his agency" honestly with a smile.

There was a feeling of annoyance when recalling the events of a few days ago. Just because of Quin, his career at Angga's agency instantly fell apart. But he still hasn't given up.

"We'll see, until when you'll ignore me" she said with a cynical smile.

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QA Boutique ...

Adrian was still at home in the boutique even as if he did not want to move from his seat.

"Al," he rebuked.

"Hmm ... What's wrong?" al asked who seemed to be continuing his work.

"Have Quin and Angga been engaged for a long time?" ask Adrian.

"Yes, three years. But Quin chose to end his engagement to the jerk, ", Al explained with a feeling of annoyance.

"That's it," sizzled Adrian.

"Yes that's it. Quin hated betrayal. Rather than continue to be hurt, she chose to end her engagement. That's so sad for her" said Al and looked at Adrian.

Gets a look from Al, immediately makes Adrian wrong. "What," he raised his eyebrows.

"So you said Quin was in his apartment" Al said.

"Then?"

"Do you know where you are, if Quin's there?" asked Al with curiosity.

"Sir Damar asked me to track down the license plate number of his car" explained Adrian.

"Oh yeah, I'm back in the office again yeah," he said, then got off the couch.

"OKs. Thanks for the lunch" said Al with a smile and drove Adrian to the front door of the boutique.

"Together, Al," he replied and approached his car. After that Adrian began to leave the parking lot to the office.

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They both sat on the same sofa.

"Quin," I'm sorry if my mother said ..."

"Here you go, don't talk about it. From the first time he met, he had never liked me, "he cut him off quickly despite his heart ache when the middle-aged woman indirectly accused him of being the son's bed partner.

"Go back to the office" he asked, staring at Damar.

"But I still want to be here with you," he replied and stared back at Quin's black bead.

Quin chuckles. "Mrs. Brewok, what the hell are you doing?"

"It's okay, let me rest here for a while. My head hurts with the files I have to sign at the office."

"Ok alright. Because you were already in my apartment. You must obey all my wishes" said Quin.

"No problem" said Damar with a smile.

"Come on follow me," Quin's pinta then pulled the man's stocky arm.

"Where?"

"Just come along" said Quin, taking her into his room and asking her to sit in front of the mirror of his dresser.

"Quin, what do you wan't," asked Damar suspiciously. Moreover, Quin began to release his glasses perched on his nose.

"So shut up and sit quietly. No protest," Quin said with a chuckle.

After that, Quin opened the drawer and grabbed a hair shave and scissors.

"Quin .. don't tell me you're going to shave my hair" Damar said.

"Exactly right, Mr. Brew. Soon ... call Mr. Brewok will be over after I trim your hair and also this brew," Quin said.

Damar can only resign and follow the will of the cute beautiful girl.

"What about my clothes Quin," he protested when Quin had plugged the hair-cutting cord in the power plug.

"Not to worry, later I will ask Al to bring you a set of change office clothes," Quin concluded with a smile and began to trim Damar's hair.

Again he could only resign himself and continued to look at Quin through the glass of the girl's dresser. Smiles continue to expand.

About twenty minutes Quin trim and tidy up Damar hair and make a hair model Damar with a model of drizzle.

Qiun smilingly looked at him and felt satisfied after turning the man's hair into a drizzle.

"See .. you look different" Quin whispered. "Now .. I'm going to tidy up your brewpub" he continued.

Quin first changed the razor on the hair trimmer. After that he began to shave the dense feathers that adorn the face of Damar.

It didn't take long to shave the bewok. To add a macho impression, Quin did not shave off the Damar brew but just thinned the feathers to make Damar look like a middle eastern prince.

For a moment, Quin was stunned to see the handsome face of the man who was indeed bloody indo and middle east. Especially when he smiled automatically both dimples of his cheeks instantly formed.

"Here you go" Quin whispered with a smile. "See .. you look so perfect like a prince" Quin continued staring in admiration.

"Really's? And you the princess" said Damar.

"Nooo .. hahaha." Quin laughed immediately after that he asked Damar to go into the bathroom to clean himself.

Damar just obeyed. While waiting for Damar, Quin immediately contacted Al to bring a suit like his request in the gallery to his apartment.

Just contact the request from Quin that made Al shock. His brain was traveling everywhere. Especially now that they were only the two in that apartment.

Once he finished contacting Al, Quin again cleaned up the remains of Damar's haircut in the room and threw them into the trash.

After that he chose to go to the living room and sat by the big glass while waiting for Damar.

"Buseeeet. His face was almost perfect and covered in treasure," Quin murmured as he shook his head.

"But still, I'm not interested in a guy like him" he murmured again and directed his gaze out the window.

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