Husband, Honey Mouth Poison
Madame Marisa

"What's your name, baby?" She familiarizes herself by calling her 'honey' to Raisya.This woman seems friendly to greet Raisya not like women in general.

"Raisya. My name is Raisya Wulandari." Raisya thrust his hand at the woman who had scanned him with detail.

"Ah. I'm Beny's mother. My name is Marisa. Just call madam. Everyone likes to call me that." He warmly welcomed and shook Raisya's hand.

"Sorry madam, I don't know." Raisya pseudo red feeling embarrassed dealing with her mother's boss.

"No pa-pa. so. just relax, say.. " The woman smiled, with her beautiful face able to make anyone who saw her would be amazed, including Raisya.

Although she is no longer young, she still looks beautiful at her age. Marisa sits cross-legged watching the entire room.

"Where are the others, dear?" The call was a bit awkward for Raisya who had just gotten to know him.

"Pak Beny is going on a survey, Bang Rio went to the project. Maud.. Ria is going to the workshop." Raisya did not dare to call Beny with his brother for tatakrama as his subordinate.

"Ohh.. " Marisa.

"Madam want me to make you a drink?" Raisya offered him a drink.

"May dear.sweet tea with biscuits available." Marisa answered with a distinctive voice. Slow but sounding sweet.

"good. I'm going to the pantry first madam." Raisya said goodbye to the 1st floor where the pantry is located.

Not until fifteen minutes of sweet tea and biscuits order Marisa ready to be served.

"Please madam!" Raisya invited Marisa to taste her homemade tea as well as biscuits that are always provided in the pantry for the needs of employees and guests.

"Thank you pretty." Marisa always praised whoever she met who felt she was a good person. His first glance fell on Raisya and he judged from the appearance as well as the way Raisya spoke, she was a good woman.

"So alone?" Marisa glanced at Raisya who had already returned to her desk.

"Yes, madam."

"You're an expert on finance?" Marisa asked with narrowed eyes watching Raisya.

"If the expert is not madam, I have a little science in that field." Raisya replied.

"Other than that?"

"I've worked in the marketing or marketing department of madam." Light Raisya.

"Oh yeah?" His eyes were round, hearing Raisya's words.

"Yes madam." Raisya nodded slowly, with a thin smile still timidly to familiarize himself.

"Would you like to try another profession?" The great-grandson of Marisa who has judged Raisya a speed. Besides being beautiful, her body was also quite ideal in Marisa's eyes. Moreover, he had worked in the marketing department, of course he had the talent to develop a business.

"I mean madam?" Raisya frowned, not yet understanding the direction of Marisa's conversation.

"Hhmm..so my model?" Her shirt with a sweet smile.

"Models?" Raisya closed her mouth after being shocked to hear Raisya's offer.

"Rubber. You are beautiful, your body is also ideal, and you have a strong inner beauty, you say!' Marisa walked up to Raisya's desk with a look of admiration.

"Ah.madam I don't really know about modeling." Again Raisya was low. All this time he was in the world around it. At least even though he works in the marketing and finance department, his company does not work in the sales of branded goods in the fashion field as well. Start clothes, shoes, bags and other accessories such as watches and jewelry.

"Father.follow me!" He pulls Raisya's hand and forces her to follow in his footsteps.

"Sorry madam, there's no one in the office." Raisya was worried that Beny's office was empty and no one was waiting for him.

"Quiet down. I'll arrange for my employees to come here." Said Marisa who was used to telling her employees to stay on guard for a while if Beny was not there. Therefore he would rather if his shop is adjacent to Beny's office.

Raisya finally enters Marisa's boutique.

"Well, your boutique is great." Raisya's lips spontaneously praised the contents of Marisa's boutique.

"Hhmm thank you dear.. " Say Marisa was flattered to hear Raisya's praise.

"Nia. You go to Beny's office for a minute." Marisa said softly.

His voice was like someone who had never been angry.

"Good madam." Nia who was used to having the task of replacing to Beny's office immediately left.

"Here baby, I'm trying to measure your body first." By using a meter to measure the body as in a tailor or tailor, Marisa awkwardly stretches the measuring instrument on Raisya's body and turns her body as she wants. He immediately wrote down in the size book that was already available on his desk.

"Done baby.. I keep this size! And for a while I'll pick you a dress to wear." He immediately chose clothes on the shelf that has been lined with various models, sizes, and colors.

Marisa carries a dress stel that she thinks is suitable for Raisya to wear.

"Madam.I'm sorry I haven't been able to buy these nice clothes. My salary is not enough to pay. Raisya's worry was so apparent when Marisa brought the shirt to her face.

"Who says you have to pay, baby.. " In a gentle smile.

"But.. " Raisea was confused.

Duh Madam.

Raisya muttered in his heart.

"Don't worry. Here. madam make your face. Let it be more beautiful like an angel!" He took her to the second floor of her shop. It's like sylisty. There are some who are being made over by a team of makeup experts.

"Hello madam.. " All employees directly salute Marisa is always the owner.

"Give the best service to madam's girl!" His soft voice seemed to hypnotize everyone.

"Good madam." One of Marisa's beliefs immediately brought Raisya to a special closed seat, immediately opening Raisya's veil and washing her hair.

"So choose madam beautiful amazing." Said a woman who had been told to dress up Raisya.

"Thank you." Said Raisya timidly.

Is this what Ria said. ah now. I became the boss's mother's toy...

After that she's terrible Raisya's hair. And start his actions by rubbing anything on Raisya's face. At this age Raisya has not been to the salon or in make over by stylish.

Little by little Raisya observed the changes in her face that had been made over by Marisa's workers. Like a professional employee, he proved his skills to juggle the appearance of Raisya, a famous model.

"Good." He seems to be satisfied with his work. Then re-wearing the veil of choice madam.

"You just change clothes! Okay!" He interrupted and thrust the clothes Marisa had chosen at him.