Daddy My Son's
38. Employer and servant

"Well Mr. Joe, Miss Virranda, please wait a moment, Mr. Johan will be here soon" said the sales counter was friendly and hurried to leave Joe and Virranda sitting on the sofa of the car showroom, who were sitting in the car, carrying a recently completed dossier signed by Virranda for the legality of the car on his behalf.

Virranda noticed at a glance the surrounding situation, that afternoon the showroom atmosphere seemed quite crowded, some customers who came with their partners were being served by other sales counters, looking at the car of their choice.

"Joe, you're seriously buying that car" Virranda whispered later.

"Yes, I'm serious." Joe assured.

"But Joe. How could? The car is expensive. After all, you just made a contract to buy a house, and it's still being paid off," Virranda looked at Joe's face, not wanting what he did to weigh on his life.

"Don't worry. I already paid him cash three weeks ago before the car came, and it's still from my savings too. And the most important of my halal sweat." Joe whispered.

He grabbed a can of soft drink from the table, opened the lid and gave it to Virranda.

"Yes, I know Joe. But I can still use my old car that Papi bought first. You don't have to drain your savings dry" Virranda protested. He then sipped a soft drink that Joe gave him.

"Now our son is in school. I've been thinking about buying you a car to pick Verrel up." Virranda was again moved to hear her husband's words. And he also knows that Joe really loves his son, who until now the man and himself do not know who is Verrel's biological father.

"Help me to melt my father-in-law's heart as hard as that rock." Joe said softly. Virranda smiled inwardly, hearing Joe talk about his father who indeed had a hard and quite arrogant stance.

"If I knew it was very difficult, but I still hope, someday I can be accepted as his son-in-law," continued Joe with a serious look.

Virranda gulped back down his drink several times until the can was empty.

"Darling!"

Virranda turned his head, seeing a middle-aged woman who was in a hurry carrying her steps from the entrance approaching a man her age, Mr. Johan, the owner of the dealer who had just stepped out of the elevator was not far from himself and Joe who was sitting waiting.

His vague memory, made Virranda try hard to rotate the memory that was milling around in his head, by continuing to pay attention to the second interaction.

"Add more dong transferan to Mama's account," said the woman spoiled. Virranda can hear it clearly, because of their considerable distance.

"Lho Ma, Papa just transferred this morning." said the man in shock, but with the volume deliberately slowed down.

"There's still Pa, but not enough, it's been partially made. Soon Mama wants to gather arisan with Mama's friends. Add it up Pa?" persuade the woman again in a spoiled style like ABG, writhing affectionately on the neck of Mr. Johan who was a little overwhelmed facing him, glancing right left afraid that someone saw his wife's act.

Virranda almost laughed loosely, feeling intrigued by the middle-aged woman's behavior, he hurriedly threw his gaze in the other direction, so as not to be caught off guard if he notices the romantic scene shown by the two married couples.

Virranda's gaze now focused on Joe's attitude that turned tense with a slightly paled face, making Virranda immediately remember who the woman was.

"Ayunda Aunt? Yes, he must be Joe?" whispered Virranda close her body to Joe, afraid that his whisper was heard by someone else.

"Heum" Joe murmured. The man's face was still stiffening like before. The thing is, last met the woman claimed to be pregnant with her child. It was because Virranda had forgotten to tell the truth that she knew back then.

Joe raised his face as did Virranda, both of whom then looked around in a compact manner, looking for the middle-aged woman they were talking about, but nowhere to be found. There are only a few sales counters along with the customers they serve.

"Well Mr. Johan," Joe stood up immediately, welcoming the dealer's hand. He tried to be calm, even though his chest was currently boisterous, feeling afraid.

"Hows it? The car was taken today?" ask the man again, sitting on the sofa opposite Joe and Virranda.

"So Mr. Johan. I even invited the owner." Joe said with a big smile.

"Miss Virranda Laura?" mr. Johan was quite surprised when he noticed the woman with Joe was Virranda. Because Virranda's parents, Mr. Loenhard is a customer subscription to his car dealer, and several times brought his daughter to choose the car she would drive.

The named Virranda spontaneously revealed her faint smile.

"What mister Joe and miss Viranda-" mister Johan did not dare to finish his words, worried about guessing wrong. The middle-aged man only dared to stick the index finger and thumb of his right and left hand to form a heart pattern.

"Miss Virranda is my master Mr. Johan, and I am his servant" Joe said. He was very aware, people would not believe if he claimed to be the husband of Virranda, the daughter of a wealthy businessman in the city.

Virranda's voice instantly turns lethargic, hearing Joe's words about their relationship. Joe certainly has a reason to say such a thing, it may have something to do with the social status among them, which he thinks is not to be questioned, or it may also have something to do with the aunt Ayunda, her mind. His mother's words last night have made him uneasy.

"Oh, I think Mr. Joe and Ms. Virranda were in a relationship, looking close and familiar" Johan said, smiling again.

"Given Mr. Joe's short time, how about we just look at the unit" Johan said.

"Let's Mr. Johan," Joe got up, as the owner of the dealer stood up first.

Joe who realized the change in attitude Virranda ventured to grab the hand of the woman of his tribe. Initially Virranda was dismissed, but Joe did not give the woman a chance to reject him. He hooked his fingers on Virranda's fingers until she was forced to get up and walk by his side, following Johan's master who walked in front of the two, heading to a special glass room for a car display worth his fantastic dealer.

"This is Mr. Joe's car, as per your order," pointed Mr. Johan at one unit of a bright red sports car with his big smile as he turned around. His gaze was accidentally focused on the hand of Joe who was tightly grasping the hand of Virranda which he recognized as his master.

"That's why I don't want to have a handsome bodyguard or waitress for my wife or daughter, maybe a hedge to eat plants" said mr Johan mematin.

"Hows it? mr. Joe and Miss Virranda can try it before you take it home" the man continued.

"Miss wants to try it?" joe asked to look at Virranda.

"No need sir, just take it home immediately, afraid Joe is late to the airport" Virranda looked at the dealer's owner.

"Alright, I'll ask our technician to get him out of this showroom" the man said as he waved to one of his employees to call the technician he was referring to.

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