Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Bandages

Yuno walked into her room, passing Darren out of her study.

"Where have you been?"

"From the outside, I met someone" he replied.

"Who?"

"Natasha's."

"You two way?"

"He's with another man."

"So you're jealous she's close to another man?"

"Not really, then?"

"Where are you going?" Yuno turned the question.

"I want us to have a meeting with the designers, three o'clock this afternoon" he replied.

"Alright, I'll tell him," Yuno said.

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At 3 pm the designers and staff in charge of the fashion exhibition have gathered. Darren circulated his gaze around him, he looked for Rista's whereabouts.

"Where is he?"

"Who is he, sir?" ask Yuno.

"Rista" he replied.

"He's on exit clearance, sir." Obviously one of the employees who became the women's work team.

"Who gave him permission?" ask Darren.

"I, sir," answered the lead designer.

"What's the reason he's permission?" ask Darren again.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out, Rista walked in with a guilty smile.

"After the meeting, meet me in the room. Now sit down!" his orders.

Rista hurried to sit down and listen to the contents of the meeting.

30 Minutes later, the meeting is over. Rista rushed to the President.

"Why did you leave during work hours?"

"I'm authorized to take the medicine for mom, sir."

"But you know it's still working hours!"

"Yes, I know. Sorry, Master!"

"What's your mother hurting?"

"Fever, Master."

"Yes, go to your room. But remember you have to go home longer" Darren said.

"Yes, I'll be overtime without being on the salary that the President is happy with!"

"Hey, I didn't tell you to overtime" Darren protested.

"Whatever, President!" Rista left the room without excuse.

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The clock shows at 4pm, Darren is getting ready to go home.

Yuno was already waiting for him outside the room.

"You wait in the parking lot" he said.

"Where are you going?" ask Yuno.

"I want to go to Rista's room" he replied.

"What are you going to do there?"

"I want to make sure he doesn't come home in time" Darren replied.

"Alright, I'll wait in the parking lot." Yuno passed by.

Darren walked into the woman's room, all the employees who passed by him greeted and bowed respectfully.

He stopped right at the door of Rista's study, then approached the woman who was busy with her design.

"Master!" Rista stood up. "You're not coming home?" tanyakanya.

"I'll be home soon" Darren replied.

"Then why not go home?"

"I want to make sure you're still working" he replied.

"Yes, as you can see," Rista walked over to the manaken, dressing the statue in her draft dress.

"Wait a minute!"

Rista stopped, then saw Darren walking over to him. "What's up, Mister?"

"Why is there blood on your back?"

"What?" Rista opened her eyes. Then look behind him, "Good shit!" he was embarrassed.

"You're coming to the moon?" ask Darren.

Rista smiled smirked.

"Immediately change your clothes, do not get sticky in the chair," said Darren.

"But, Master?"

"Why?"

"I don't have any pads" he replied slowly.

"Then, what does this have to do with me?"

"Can, please buy it," replied Rista origin.

"What's? You're telling me to buy a pad?"

"How could I go out like this?" tanyakanya. "The female companions here do not exist" he continued.

Darren then opened his phone and contacted someone. "Buy the sanitary napkins!"

"What?" Yuno who answered her superior phone was surprised. "I don't understand buying something like that!" inexplicably.

"You have to buy it!"

"I don't want to, you buy it!" Yuno refused and switched off her phone.

Darren stared at his closed cell phone Yuno.

"Master!" Rista called him slowly.

"You wait here, let me buy it!" Darren is gone. He walked quickly to Yuno in the parking lot. "We're going to the nearest minimarket!" his orders to his assistant.

Not until 5 minutes they arrived, Darren went down. He also chose a product that his brother often bought. Luckily, she wears a mask while shopping.

The minimarket cashier put on a smile, looking at a tall man with clean skin dressed in a neat office shopping tampon.

Finished paying for it, Darren rushed to his car. Upon arrival he sprayed his hands with anti-germs.

Yuno smiled looking at her best friend's shopping for personal needs of women. "Do you like her so much that you're willing to be like this?"

"No!"

"Just this time I saw a Chairman of Arta Fashion shopping pads," Yuno said with a smile.

Darren also thought why he could comply with the woman's request.

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As soon as he arrived at Rista's office, Darren thrust out a plastic pad. "Rapid change, after this you go home. I'll drive you!"

"Alright," Rista rushed to the toilet.

"I'm done, Sir!"

"Let's go home!" Darren walked first.

Yuno opened the back door for the President.

"We'll take her home!" darren's orders to his assistant.

"Good, Master!" Yuno again closed the car door after the President entered.

Rista sat beside the wheel with Yuno. The three of them were silent to each other.

The car stopped right at Rista's residence, the woman before descending said, "Thank you!"

"Yes" said Darren in the back without looking at the employee.

Rista went down.

Yuno smiled again while looking at the rearview mirror.

"Why are you smiling?"

"I thought if you were in love with her again" Yuno said.

"Where might I like a woman like her" Darren said.

"The attitude and attention you have given has explained everything, Mr. Darren Artama!"

Darren only commented on the faint smile of hearing his assistant's words.

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Ahead of Arta Fashion's several-day fashion exhibition, Darren orders Yuno to invite Natasha to the event as a guest.

"Miss!" hello Yuno.

"Yes" Natasha smiled.

"There's an invitation for you!" Yuno thrust out a colored paper with beautiful writing.

Natasha read it at a glance, "Today's Sunday?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, I'll take the time to come!"

"You must come, because Arta Fashion's brand ambassador is Miss Natasha."

"Well, I'll come!" the woman smiled and continued the photo shoot.

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Rista and some designers had to work hard to get their designs done on time.

"Have the models been contacted again?" ask senior Rista.

"Here, Brother." Answer Rista.

"If you're here, ask the models to try our design dresses" said the senior.

"Good, Brother!" answer the other designers.

Some models have arrived, they try the design of the designers.

Rista was busy choosing the dress that the models would wear.

"Rista, said Mr. Yuno you are called President" said one of the employees.

"Well, I'll be there!" Rista left after asking for permission from the model.

Rista went to the President's room, "Don't you know I'm busy!"

"Yes, I know. But, I want you to go to the location of the fashion exhibition there!"

"Are there not other employees who can be asked?"

"You want to argue with me, Rista!"

"Master, the models have arrived" Rista explained.

"Other designers have already arranged." Darren put on his suit and grabbed the key.

"But, Mister. The models haven't tried my design yet" Rista said.

"I'll have them serve your models!" Darren grabs Rista's hand and takes her out.

"Sir, I'm reluctant to tell them."

"Just follow my orders!"

Rista also resigned.

The president met senior Rista and asked for permission to take him and told him to continue his junior's work.

Darren opens the car door for Rista, the woman is quite surprised by her superior's treatment.

Rista wears a seatbelt before Darren gives the order.

The car sped to its destination, with several more workers preparing to build the stage.

"What do I do now, sir?" ask Rista.

"Just accompany me!"

"Well!"

"Stay beside me, for I need something to tell you to do!"

"Actually my job what is your designer or assistant?"

"both."

"You'll have to give me a double salary."

Darren flicked Rista's forehead, "Your mind is a salary!"

"I work to earn money not volunteer" he said.

"I'll give you the salary you deserve, do you want me to buy you a car?"

"No need, Sir. My job will be more and more difficult if you give me the car" he replied.

"I don't want you to be late and reminiscent when you get to the office" Darren said.

"Sir, what a concern with me!" Rista blushed in embarrassment.

"Don't think too much, you're not my type!"

"What are the criteria, sir?"

"I want a cleaning lady" he replied.

"I'm also a cleaner but not as overrated as you!"

"You think I'm overreacting?"

"Yes, it's so weird!"

"You want me to cut your pay again" Darren warned.

"Don't, Master!" Rasti holds the President's arm.

"Hey, let me go!" Darren rolled his eyes.

"I want to prove that your hand is reddened or not if I touch it!"

"Hey, release!"

Rasti hugged the President's body tightly.

"Sir, this is.." said one of the workers. "Sorry to interrupt, sir. I'll be back later" he continued, leaving Darren and Rista behind.

Darren pushes Rista's body lucky she didn't fall.

Rista smiled complacently, "It turns out that Master's body is not flushed, what does it mean that we are fools?"

"Don't dream, strange girl!"

"Hope it's okay, sir!"

"As far as you go!" said it. "It's hard there to ask them, what is needed," he continued.

"Ready, President!" pointing at the face as sweet as possible.

Darren saw his body not showing any reaction after being touched by Rista. "Is he my soul mate?" muttered.