Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Little Attention Darren

Now that both of them were in the same car, Rista sat down next to the driver.

"Wear your seatbelt and don't sleep, because I'm not your driver!" Darren gave a warning.

Rista nodded slowly at the sign of understanding.

The car drove to the destination at medium speed, along the way Rista did not talk much.

"Have you had breakfast?" ask Darren.

"Here you go, sir."

"Why does your face look pale? Like not eating a few days" Darren said.

Rista held her face looking into the rearview mirror. "I just recovered, understand if this," he explained.

"You must often stay up late and the diet consumed is not healthy" guessed Darren.

"Why does he know?" his inner.

"What I'm saying is true, right?" ask Darren.

"How can I eat healthy if the salary must be cut and the bonus is not given at all" Rista replied.

"It's all your fault that you can't be disciplined" Darren said.

"Yes, it's all my fault" Rista confessed.

The journey to the location takes 30 minutes, both down into the tourist park area with views of the artificial lake.

"What do you think?"

"It's so pretty, sir."

"Yes, I didn't choose this place wrong. Next month the fashion show will be held, you take care of everything!"

"Why should I, sir?"

"You don't work alone, there are some employees who help" Darren replied.

"I can't, Sir. There are several plans that must be completed before the exhibition is held," said Rista.

"I don't want to know and you have to take care of this overtime" he said.

"Sir, I'm afraid I can't divide my time. Not to mention looking for a model that matches the design I made," explained Rista.

"I don't want to know, you have to take care of everything!"

"Alright, I will take care of everything but give the right salary," said Rista.

"It doesn't matter if you take care of it perfectly!"

"Alright, then sir don't cheat," gave a warning.

"I've never cheated" Darren said.

The rain suddenly fell, Rista and Darren ran to shelter in a building not far from the lake.

"It looks like it's raining so heavily," Rista looked at the sky.

"Yes, we are forced to wait here until the rain subsides" Darren said.

After that there was no more chatter, both of them were silent. Rista started to get cold because the clothes he used were not too thick not to mention the condition of the body was still weak.

Darren saw Rista rubbing his arms with palms and lips looking pale. He opened the coat he was wearing and put it on the woman's body.

Instantly Rista was amazed by the attention of the President to him.

"I don't want you to get sick anymore, the office job is waiting for you!" Darren gave an excuse.

Thirty minutes later, the rain stopped. Darren walks first to the car while Rista is behind him.

Both of them leave the location, Darren directs his drive to Rista's house.

"Why are we here, sir?"

"I'll take you home" he replied.

"Isn't this still office hours?"

"Yes, I know. But I see your condition isn't very healthy yet, so get some rest!"

"Why are you so good today?"

"You think I'm a ruthless leader."

"Yes, I think you are cruel for cutting the salaries of these innocent employees" Rista said.

"You think I cut your salary for no reason!"

"Just because it's a few minutes late, you can cut it" he said.

"I'm still kind to you just cut that off, not fire you!"

"Yes, you are so kind!" Rista praised by displaying a forced smile.

"Hurry down, I'm going to the office again!"

"What about this suit?" ask Rista.

"For you!"

"What am I making this suit?" ask Rista again.

"Then, thank you!"

"Yes, equally. It's coming down fast!" banish him.

"Yes, the President is weird!" namel Rista.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, Sir. See you later," Rista rushed down. She opened Darren's suit, grabbed him and kissed him.

Darren who saw it from a distance stumbled into a smile.

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The next day, Rista came to the office with a cheerful face. He had so much food on his left and right.

He shared it with the rest of the crew in the photo studio, his roommates, the President's and Natasha's secretaries and his manager and assistants.

Before the photo shoot they tasted the cake made by Rista's mother and everyone liked it.

"It's so delicious!" puji Natasha's.

"Thank you, Miss."

"Titip greetings to your mother because it has made this delicious food," said Natasha.

Darren walked out of the room towards Yuno's study room facing each other. He saw his secretary enjoying the food.

"Hi, President. Why are you here?" ask Yuno.

"You didn't go see the photo shoot?"

"I'll be there soon after eating this cake" Yuno showed me a plastic container that was just one more piece.

"Tumben once you eat in this room" Darren said.

"It's a cake from Rista and it tastes really good. You didn't get it?"

Darren shook his head.

"Do you want to?" Yuno.

"No, thank you!"

"Yes already, then I will spend it," Yuno continued eating.

Darren sat down while waiting for his secretary to eat.

After that the two went to the studio room, saw the shooting.

One of the staff reported that the escort model Natasha could not attend because she was still abroad. The plane he was flying had to turn around.

"How come? Didn't the manager give any advance notice?" ask Darren.

"Just this morning they're telling me."

"So, how? Does Natasha want to be put off her schedule?" ask Darren.

"I don't want the schedule to be pushed back!" sahut Natasha's.

"Miss, but this photo must have a male partner" Yuno explained.

"You should have prepared this well in advance" Natasha protested.

"We think he will be on time and professionally do his job" Yuno said.

"I have a proposal" said Natasha.

"What's that?" ask Darren.

"Mump this model has not had a photo shoot before, how about we look for a replacement?" Natasha explained her proposal.

"But who will be the replacement model?" ask Darren back.

"What if Mr Darren?" chirps Rista.

"Me?" Darren pointed at himself.

Rista nodded.

"I don't want to!" reject Darren.

"Mr Darren is handsome, looks like an overseas artist, just perfect," Rista said with two thumbs up.

Yuno, Arta Fashion staff, Natasha and her manager stumbled on smiles hearing Rista praise the President.

"I don't want to!" Darren emphasized his words.

"Who will replace him?" ask Natasha.

"Just yuno!" darren answered quickly.

"Why me?" Yuno pointed at herself.

"We don't have a choice anymore, so you have to be a replacement model" Darren replied.

"It seems the President's proposal may also be," Natasha said.

"But I'm not very good at styling, sir!" yuno.

"You're quiet enough and your smile is good-looking" praised Natasha.