CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
What are You Doing Here?

Natasha runs into a Western Restaurant. The accident of another vehicle on the road made the road jammed and made him late to meet with Mrs Agatha this afternoon. This is the third time I have met this woman. Natasha really liked the maxi dress plans that Mrs Agatha showed at her residence yesterday. He felt that many hijab women would be interested in using a maxi dress designed by Mrs Agatha.

" At noon Lady Agatha, I'm sorry I was late" said Natasha when she reached the table ordered by Mrs Agatha. Fortunately Natasha had sent photos of traffic jams due to another vehicle accident incident, so Mrs Agatha could understand.

" It's okay, Miss Natasha. Please, I have ordered food for you earlier," replied Mrs Agatha smiling kindly to let Natasha sit down.

Natasha positioned her seat in front of Madame Agatha. His gaze was now distracted at the figure of the young man sitting to the right of Madam Agatha who was also looking at him with eyes that were difficult to decipher.

" Oh yes Miss Natasha, this is my husband Gavin. Honey, this is Miss Natasha Alexandrina I told you about, she's the owner of Alexa Boutique, who I'd like to work with,"

Natasha slightly widened her eyeballs. The man who introduced Madame Agatha as her husband was. When viewed from her face and appearance, she estimated her age may not be much different from her, while Mrs Agatha, who is a woman, she's an adult woman over forty.  Did Lady Agatha indeed marry a man younger than her?

" It's nice to meet you, Miss Alexa. May I call you by the name of Alexa according to your boutique name?" gavin said with a smile and extended his hand towards Natasha.

" Oh .. please, Mr. Gavin. It's up to you to be more comfortable calling me by what name." Natasha welcomes Gavin's hand

Natasha felt Gavin's fingers stroking the back of her hand, making her hastily pull the link of their hand. Natasha had seen a grin at the corner of the man's lips firmly.

" Honey, Miss Natasha has arrived, I think you can leave us now." Lady Agatha spoke softly while rubbing her husband's cheek.

" Hmmm .. okay, I'll go first. I'll pick you up later." Gavin brought his face closer to Madame Agatha's face and briefly kissed Lady Agatha's lips, making Natasha instantly avert her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed to find the intimate interaction of the couple.

" I say Miss Alexa ..." Gavin threw a thin smile then passed leaving Natasha and his wife both.

" Miss Natasha must be surprised to see my husband is young, huh?" Madam Agatha chuckled, seemingly understanding what Natasha had in mind.

" Ah .. that, hmmm .. sorry, Madam. A little surprised." Natasha felt bad saying it.

" He is young, only twenty-eight years old, we are eighteen years old" Mrs Natasha explained.

" Age is not an obstacle if you love each other, ma'am," said Natasha sound wise. " Have you been married?"

" This is the third year ...."

" I hope it lasts, Madam."

" Aamiin, thank you Miss Natasha. Oh yes, about the plan to open an outlet in the Bogor area, next week I will transfer ten billion funds first yes, Miss."

Natasha widened her eyes, she did not expect that this middle-aged woman was really enthusiastic about wanting to cooperate with him. Billion dollars is not a small amount, and the woman easily invests into the business she manages.

" Sorry, Madam. Does this look unhurried? We've only met a few times, but Madam has dared to invest that much money in me."

Madam Agatha smiled. " I trust you, Miss. At the age of Miss Natasha who is still relatively young, Miss already has her own business, and already has branches in several places in this capital city. So, how can I doubt you, Miss?!"

Natasha smiled, compliments like what Mrs Agatha said were the ones that whipped her up, making her even more eager to grow her business.

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" Excuse me, Sir. I brought you an order on behalf of Mother Sinta." Yoga handed the package of food to the security guard at the front.

" Have you been paid or not, Mom?" ask Mr. Joko, the security guard there.

" No, Sir. The payment was in cash, eighty-seven thousand .." said Yoga

" A minute, Mom. Please wait a minute!" Mr. Joko walks into the boutique carrying an order of Sinta's food.

While Yoga was waiting in front of the boutique entrance, his eyes glanced at the watch that had shown at eighteen past thirty minutes. After this he must immediately find a mosque to perform maghrib prayer.

Yoga's eyes were distracted when a white Alphard car entered the boutique courtyard. A woman got out of the car shortly, Women who wear a white sleeveless Peplum dress with a ruffle shape on the waist with a knee-length dress and half thighs show the beauty of the curves of the owner's body smooth white.

The beautiful woman walked elegantly towards the entrance of the boutique where Yoga stood waiting, while her eyes focused on the phone she was holding. Yoga immediately turned his face very recognising the woman's face.wish that the woman did not recognize him. because he was lazy to deal again with the woman he considered arrogant.

" Aww ...!" Natasha screeched, so serious as to reply to the chat of one of her friends, she paid no attention in front of him and bumped into someone who was standing in her way.

Yoga that was hit by Natasha would not want to look towards Natasha.

" You ...?!" Natasha jerks. " What are you doing here?? You're stealing, aren't you?!" accuse Natasha. " Go there!! Go ... go ...!" Natasha hit many times the body Yoga with her Quilted bag.

" Eh, ma'am, I'm not a thief! I'm dropping off food orders here!" balkan Yoga hassles facing Natasha's attacks, not to mention Natasha's cries that make passersby pay attention to her.

" Long ...! You must be seeking revenge, right? Mr Joko ...! Mr. Joko ...!!" yelled Natasha calling her security guard.

" Mom why, Mom? What's up??" Two of his boutique employees immediately came out when they heard his Boss yell.

" Where's Joko sir? Why is there no one in front?!" furious Natasha.

" What's up, Mom?" Mr. Joko walked over to Natasha.

" Where have you been?! Not guard up front! No, there's a suspicious person.who knows he's gonna steal things at our boutique!"

" Athaghfirullahal Adzim, this Mas was delivering his food order mbak Sinta, Bu .." said Mr. Joko explained

Natasha raised her chin glancing towards Yoga. " Where do I know he's dropping off orders .." he continued walking into the boutique without feeling guilty and without saying sorry.

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