Driver For The Madam
Chapter 55. Mother and stepson quarrel

I worked as a personal driver for Elisa for two months. It feels so good to be with him every day.

This feeling is wrong. I fell in love with someone's wife. Even until now, I had no intention of avoiding and throwing away this feeling. At first, I had to control my feelings for her.

But, so far I can't. Moreover, Elisha blatantly held my arm when we went to eat and shop together.

A large Mall in the city center.

"Mas, bring this up. My hands are full of shopping bags!" tell it.

"You have your own clothing store. Why buy outside?" ask me wonder.

"Quality is different. Please yes, later Elisa while bringing it too." Excited again.

"Okay, two!" bargained.

"OK, as long as you bring a big one and a heavy one. He.he..he." Smirks.

"How else, so the guy should be reliable." My legow

I picked up 2 big and heavy bags.

Women if not shopping can not be times yes, even though every day change clothes, still say less and less clothes. Wonderful deh.

I carry a big bag on the left. While on the right, Elisha's hand held it tightly. As if she didn't want me to get off her side.

We passed the famous outlet. In and out again. I don't know what Elisha was looking for.

When satisfied he sought. He gave me an expensive watch. There's a certificate card in the box.

"This? this for me? it is expensive, Lis. I'm sorry I can't take it." Refuse smooth.

All this time I've been feeling low. Because Elisha always gives me expensive and famous branded goods.

Starting from shirts, shoes, wallets and others. The price also makes me feel sad. Equivalent to 6 months of my salary as an angkot driver.

"Lisa buy this specifically for mas Mj. So if the same way Lisa is both rich gini must be used mas!" she opened the box again and put it on the base of my arm.

"Well, that's great. Fit mas pake you know, look more manly and tough!" said excited.

"I don't feel good Lisa, everything I'm wearing right now is a gift from all of you. Look at!" I turned my body 360, like a model on the Catwalk.

"Lisa likes to see the rich gini mas really. Handsome and cool like a CEO of a big company." The thrill cheered.

"But, the truth isn't it?" sahutku.

"Don't worry, Elisa will still like and love Mj even though she is not a rich CEO!" said honest.

All this time, it was only the first time he had expressed his feelings to me. I was a little surprised by what he said earlier.

"But, I'm just your subordinate Lisa. Not more. Moreover, my job is just to be a driver." Mumbles.

Yes, I do realize who I am.

"Elisa is also a nobody. All this thanks to the help of Cipto who wanted to lend capital and Elisha was able to develop it." Unmistakably.

"But.this is it." I could not continue to say Elisha immediately pulled my hand out of there.

"Udah is starting to get crowded there. We'd better move to the food court ajah yuk. It's good to talk while snacking." Bring again.

Our hands are still together. Many eyes see us. Maybe they thought we were a good couple.

Though the original only the employer and subordinate.

Elisha told me to sit down and he immediately ordered the food he liked.

Suddenly someone approached me. The rains of his face were red withstanding anger. His hands crossed on his chest and spoke.

"Om Mj, it's good here on a date with his wife Papa. Shella wanted to ask for anther. Uh, it turns out he's here with his wife papa." Very cool tone of speech.

"Om the personal driver of Miss Elisa. So, if he wants to be taken where. Om gotta get to Shella." Reply slowly.

I saw the look on my face, as if I did not want to understand my situation.

"Don't look for alesan Om. The proof you entered hand in hand earlier. Shella perhatiin' it's taukk!" his screeches.

The people around me looked at me with curious eyes.

Shella's voice was above normal. His rude and arbitrary nature came back.

I stood up and approached Shella.

"Who are you the same? sit down with Mj ajah!" persuaded him.

"Sama. They're right there!" show Marshella.

"We join the table, how?" my proposal.

"Males tau om. So no appetite if one table with his wife papa." Sung at.

I saw Elisha coming to us.

The tray he was carrying was placed on the table next to us.

"Shella, why are you here? maddened by Mj again." Elisha said annoyed.

"Heh, you diem ajah huh! I don't have any business with you." Ketus.

I who saw the debate the two of them were only able to keep quiet.

Kriuuukk.

The sound of my stomach is heard. I went to the table where Elisha had put the food.

Yes, the times they fight make my stomach full. Eat first ah, later if they are tired. It must have stopped by itself.

(Maybe yes Mj eat while watching the live broadcast of people who are fighting with their mouths.😆😆😆)

The two of them still argue.

I eat with ease. Before long, I who was full accidentally burped in a fairly loud voice.

"Ewwhhhhkkk."

"Alhamdulillah" I said without guilt.

"That's so dirty!" say they are compact.

"Wauw, you guys can be compact as well. The proof just now, hahaha." My laughter mocked them both.

"But eat first and not Elisa!" sulkul Elisa was upset.

"Good om, don't eat with this hick. I'll catch the scab!" Shella won't lose.

"Om it's not Shel's hick, so om relax ajah ah." I said calmly.

The two of them continue their discussion. There are people who are still paying attention and some are bored with the behavior of both of them.

I'm already full. Intend to move on and leave them both.

Fits them well, rich siblings. Again the maean struggle does not want to lose.

I stood up and left them.

They didn't realize my departure.

After leaving this foodcourt. I was chasing someone. In his hand was a bag of various colors.

"Mas Mj, why leave Lisa? Lisa hasn't eaten tau!" whining while giving her shopping bag.

"Great hot soup. You guys fought rich earlier. Hotter than the dreadful talk of ustadz, uh!" I closed both ears.

"Shella anyway, the dateng-dateng even fight." Languid complaints.

"Whose son is thru? not following me either?" manya curious.

"He was invited by his friends. The movie they're going to watch is about to start." Reply Elisha.

"Well, good too. Entertainment watching a movie." I'm enthusiastic.

"Yes, we'll watch it later. But Lisa is now a laper. Eat yuk!" take Lisa.

"I'm going to go in there again. Shy weehhh! we'll eat somewhere else!" take me.

Elisha just nodded slowly. His hand started to hold my arm. We walked together.

We got out of this big Mall and headed for a restaurant that Elisa liked.

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Neighbor kosan Mj.

Anggi who began to look distended stomach approaching her husband who was several days cleaning their tiny shop.

The shop has been up for 3 weeks. Made of plywood wood. It contains various kinds of basic necessities.

"Mas, why don't we just take the next ride? looks like he can work together. He also needs a lot of money to get home!" anggi Terang.

Hendra stopped his activities and looked at his wife in awe.

"Your brain is diluted too. Then try to deal with him too. It's good for our income." Hendra Sahut.

"Looks like he's too innocent and naive. Look at that look. Rich people are easy on boongin." Obviously Anggi again.

"alright sweetheart. You take it easy, let me take care of it." Hendra said while hiding something behind a black plastic tarpaulin.

There's some stuff Hendra's been hiding. He arranged the layout of the item so that it was not easy to find customers in his warehouse.

Items that may not be worth selling.

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