
Taksa was surprised when he saw the person who was squatting in front of his car was the woman he had been looking for.
"What are you doing here Viola?" Taxa helped Viola to stand up and led the woman into the car.
Viola did not say anything he was still quietly trying to think of what reason he should tell Taksa so that the man did not suspect him.
"Where have you been? Why was I waiting for you last night you didn't come? I went to the hotel you weren't there either. After morning and until now it was almost noon I just found you." Taksa looked at Viola full of probes.
"I'm sorry, sister, last night Mama suddenly called me and when I came out of the KTV room, the driver you sent was waiting for me there. I was here to buy you a coffee and meant to go to the hotel to see you."
Viola looked at Taksa with a face full of love. However, he still loves this man very much even though maybe Taksa is not the first man in his heart. Only Taksa was able to seize his heart until now.
Viola was very cunning like his mother, good at tongue-licking and also good at making facial expressions when lying, like if he became a lobbyist or became a con man, maybe he'll get a master's degree.
Taksa Nodded even though he was actually feeling doubtful. But given how much Viola loved him until he would obey whatever Taksa asked, Taksa chose to believe what Viola said, even if Viola lied, Taksa would not be that disillusioned, as long as Viola is still on the same ship as her, Viola wants to go wherever Taksa won't care.
"Two days left is the submission of an architectural design blueprint for the race I'm in. You don't have to go. There'll be Kent, if you want to see me come with him."
Viola smiled. "Well, the day after tomorrow I'll be with Kent I hope our plan goes well and you'll be the winner of this race."
A cynical smile rattled on Taksa's lips, his heart saying, "I will definitely win this race with the blueprint I got from Kent." Taksa already knows Kent's abilities. So he didn't feel any doubt.
After a long chat, Taksa and Viola decide not to return to the hotel. Taksa escorted Viola to his manager's place, and Viola accepted that he was unlikely to return home now even though he could have dropped some distance from Kent's house, but he thinks it's not safe and Viola's better off not going home to Kent because of a job.
"The clothes you're wearing are very pretty Viola, it fits you well you're getting fresher and I like it a lot" Taksa praised watching Viola from top to bottom.
Viola smiled, he also saw her appearance back the clothes that Andreas had given her, the man was indeed very rich and therefore also maybe he had a very good employee to be able to choose Viola clothes that fit and were very beautiful.
"I'm glad you like it" Viola told Taksa. He took off the sit belt he was wearing then leaned over his body and kissed the cheeks of Taksa at a glance. After staring at Taksa for a while, the beautiful woman opened the car door, walked around the car and stood right beside the steering wheel outside the car that Taksa was driving.
"Rest! And here's your bag and cell phone" said Taksa handed Viola's bag he had brought through the open window. Viola took the bag and smiled.
"Thank you brother."
Viola stared at the departure of the taxa car. Slowly his smile faded but the next second he again smiled broadly, his mind returning to the moments where he was negotiating with Andreas, he did not love Kent, he did, but he also could not let others have the man especially if it was his cousin Camelia who was stupid and also sick. It would be absurd to have a stupid and sick girl like Camelia marry a great, rich, intelligent, influential man like Kent.
"You just got Viola home?"
The voice of a woman behind Viola's back made the woman turn her head.
"I just got to Taxa to take me," Viola told Ema's manager.
Ema nodded. "then come in! Why stand outside? Now that the air is cold, you can get sick and I don't want you to ruin all the schedules I've made for you."
Viola pursed his lips, this manager of his was indeed very annoying he was always thinking about money, money, and money. Just one job Viola canceled, it would set Ema's brain and head on fire.
While elsewhere, Camelia was busy preparing lunch for Kent yesterday Kent had dropped due to Viola's touch allergy, Viola, although she recovered quickly, Camelia kept trying to give her best to Kent and wanted to cook a healthy meal so that Kent's energy would recover.
"What are you cooking?" tanya Kent wrapped her hands around Camelia's slender belly and buried her face on her little wife's shoulder.
Indri and the other waiter who was helping Camelia in the kitchen immediately covered away. Indri and the waiters smiled at the affection Camelia and Kent were making. In their hearts they felt grateful because now Kent already has a handler. Camelia was able to conquer Kent. The man will obey whatever he says. Kent, who at first disliked wearing the same cutlery as everyone else, can now wear the same equipment as Camelia.
"I'm making lunch for you brother. Why even come here? Here's a lot of smoke later on Brother's smelly shirt."
"I don't mind Bella's smell, I can take a bath and change. Let me stay like this for a minute."
Camelia smiled she nodded then continued her activities. The two lovebirds were swept away in the warm and romantic atmosphere they created unconsciously. Even as Camelia paced to and fro picking up glass plates and so on, Kent still remained stuck behind Camelia. A man is like a baby who is afraid of being abandoned by his mother.
Camelia immediately let go of Kent's hand after he arranged the food on the table. Camelia pulled Kent's hand making a few steps forward and now he's standing right in front of Camelia. Camelia tiptoes, then kisses Kent's lips at a glance.
"Lunch first, brother! Later we continue to stick it."
Kent chuckles at Camelia's words, sitting down and waiting for Camelia to fill her plate with various side dishes and vegetables that Camelia has cooked for him.
Kent ate his lunch really well. She glanced at Camelia then put the food back into her mouth.
"Son, isn't the day after tomorrow the time to hand over the architectural design blueprints that you made?"
...The To Be Continued....