Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 7: Success No, Yes?

As a true woman shopping becomes the most common thing to happen. I feel satisfied when I get what I want.

An unexpected meeting yesterday afternoon brought Hanes to visit the next day. Without even asking Robbin for permission to take Clay.

"I'm coming," Robbin broke up, making Clay's mouth gap. Half an hour ago he said he was going to work. "Doubt?" coined.

Hanes folded his hands in front of his chest before making a proposal, not bothering to be present with his father's men. "I hope your work can be suspended. Because, I'd like to finish quickly, wouldn't I?"

Robbin took off the wrist button and left it to the elbow, why lately—more precisely after marriage—work is no longer number one? Like forced let alone extra time to get away from Clay. The more the day feels heavier. He lightly pinched the temple while incubating and shaking hands. "Go!"

"Sister Robbin didn't come?" Clay's cheerful face gradually clouded, so sour that it disturbed the heart of anyone who looked.

"Udah, yuk!" Hanes grabbed Clay's wrist.

Clay exhaled with a faint smile towards Robbin before leaving. "Bye bye" he said.

A glint of jealousy flashed clearly in Robbin's eyes back then and Clay knew it vaguely. Not too sure because the man of his puja is always acting indifferent. Even today, there's no intention of stopping Clay out of the house.

Robbin pretends to ignore both. Ever since Hanes came and Clay had a light conversation, he watched with an inflamed heart. He argues their closeness is not like friendship in general. He is actually intrigued to break up the conversation and banish Hanes, but is held back until the man takes Clay away.

"You're so beautiful today" Hanes said as he sat in the car with Clay.

"Sorry not to bring a dime."

Clay does always look beautiful at all times, tanned hair volume limited to the elbows, yellow skin that looks soft and bright, and a beautiful body contained in the right parts makes the appearance more attractive.

"Trust me I don't need that, because today all my money is yours." Hanes smiled in satisfaction after saying so, he understood the basic nature of women wanting to be spoiled with so many gifts. Yeah, except Clay—girls as rich as she is, abstain from expecting people's giving in some reason. He still receives the gift of family—Hanes is like family.

"Don't regret it later, Han," Clay said, commenting on his jail smile, "Your life must have been lost."

"Well, it's no big deal." Hanes immediately gasped, walking down the street with a flowery feeling.

Hanes invites Clay to Knightbrigde to buy some products from famous designers. Due to its large Hyde Park border, Knightsbridge is a prosperous region. The surrounding buildings are Victorian and there is a shady garden square. Wealthy international tourists and residents were incomplete before mingling in London's fine dining restaurants and upscale shops. Like the iconic Harrods shopping mall.

From noon until late afternoon the two just came home, Hanes car full of groceries. If Clay hadn't forced him to go home, he would've taken him around a little longer.

"Are you sure you don't want to take a boat first?"

"That's enough, Han. Robbin's brother won't be happy I'm coming home tonight" Clay refused subtly.

"Yes, my gosh, Clay, it's obvious he doesn't care."

"Never judge my husband, Han!" Clay offered a firm condemnation.

"Receive the truth, Clay."

"The reality is clear, I love Robbin. Can we go home now?"

"Of course."

Different from departing earlier, Hanes tend to slow down the speed of the vehicle. Stalling for more time with Clay.

The originally warm atmosphere became colder due to the brief debate that ensued. Both Hanes and Clay chose silent a thousand languages to the front porch of the house.

"Sorry, Clay," said Hanes sincerely.

"It's okay, Han, you just want to make sure my life is happy."

Smile implied on Hanes handsome face, he rushed to the car again to bring groceries.

"Dam!"

"Yes?"

Clay seemed to be weighing something. He rubbed his right eyebrow with his index finger, a habit of thinking. "Not so."

"Say as soon as you remember it" said Hanes as he walked towards the terrace steps.

Clay leads to the kitchen after letting Hanes sit down. He checked the room before deciding to take a drink for Hanes. The house is deserted because Robbin has not returned from work.

From the direction of the living room came the sound of someone talking, until Robbin appeared beside Clay.

"Not had enough fun today, Miss Clay?" robbin opened the fridge to get a drink.

"You think?"

Robbin looked at Clay curiously, but chose silence and continued walking out of the kitchen.

Clay frowned and just stared deeply at Robbin's departure. He thought hard, could it be that his heart misinterpreted their closeness last night. The moment that occurred was so intimate that the breath of the two choked. Was it only him who felt the incredible waves, while Robbin did not at all? Is it just the wind then?

Clay thought that after that the relationship would run normally, but what was experienced at this time was enough to slap the heart. The stick is now round, hopefully his closeness with Hanes provokes emotions in Robbin.

"Dam!" clay exclaimed with a soft distinctive voice that dyed melodious.

"What's wrong?"

"Please get a glass there!"

Hanes looked up and reached out to pick it up. "How much?"

"Two is enough" Clay said.

Robbin was standing quietly behind Clay. "I just realized that the height that almost touched the roof could not reach the goods above" he whispered, until Clay's body tiptoed. Tigers alone can't sign the way Robbin settles.

"Uh, shocking, isn't it?" whispered Clay.

"There again?" asked Hanes after lowering the glass. "I think we need three glasses," he suggested as soon as he saw Robbin behind Clay's back.

"Sister Robbin was very bothered, so—just the two of us."

Suddenly Robbin felt uneasy hearing the words. He glared at Clay blatantly and clenched his hands. There is a pain that slowly runs through the heart. Then, cast a cold look at Hanes.

"Yuk, Han!" Clay passed Robbin just like that, but he saw Robbin's tense reaction when he heard his words. Success is not, right? inner Clay.

A smile of victory adorned Hanes' current face. Just like Clay, he headed towards the living room without glancing at Robbin.