Little Dream (So) Not
CHAPTER 2

"Lani to my room now" a voice from across the phone made Lani hurriedly leave the job she was trying to finish.

Lani rushes to leave her desk to enter the room of the boss to fulfill the call from her boss, after closing the door Lani room sitting on a chair in front of the desk of her boss.

"What's up, sir?" ask Lani immediately

"The files for next week's meeting are done?" Ask Aryan to me.

"For Dubai Corporation?" convince the file which Aryan means.

"Yes, for Dubai Corporation."

"It's all done, sir." I answered briefly.

"Trus now what's your job?" Aryan asked again.

"I'm checking the financial statements last month that you asked for back that there was no mistake."

"So, is it done?"

"Not yet sir. A little more." I replied.

"Then, continue later. Now you come with me." Aryan gave the order.

"Good sir." I went back to my desk to do my job.storing the data of the work I was doing. Then shutting down the computer.

It wasn't long before Aryan came out of his study. He walked past my desk. I grabbed my handbag and followed him from behind. We headed to the yard where Aryan's mercy car was parked. The driver who from a distance saw Aryan coming was already on alert to open the door.

"Thank you Thomas." Aryan said to the young man who became the driver.

The 23-year-old has been his personal driver since Aryan returned to London to run his company here. Thomas, a native of London, accidentally meets Aryan. At that time Aryan had an appointment with Arsh to meet in one of the areas in the city park. Aryan who just bought a bouquet of flowers for Arshita ran away in a hurry on the outskirts of London street. Aryan. Next to his hand was carrying a bouquet of flowers, one of his hands was holding a wallet that he was trying to put in the pocket of his suit after finishing buying a bouquet of flowers. Aryan is not aware that the wallet he put in his pocket does not really come in. The wallet fell off, but Aryan didn't notice it. He kept running. Until a few minutes of running, Aryan was chased by a bright blue-eyed Caucasian youth. That young man was none other than Thomas. He chased Aryan while shouting.

"Master. Your wallet." Shouted Thomas as he kept running trying to catch up with Aryan. "Master your wallet."

Several times the screams, Aryan still ignored him. But Thomas did not give up. Until Aryan finally piqued with the cry of Thomas. He reflexively held his suit pocket. The place where he felt he put his wallet. But when he felt his suit pocket, he did not find his wallet. Aryan stopped his steps. He turned around and saw Thomas running towards him while brandishing his wallet.

The distance between the two was getting closer and before long the young man was already in front of Aryan. Aryan looked at the young man's appearance. He looks shabby and unkempt. His cheeks are dirt stains. There was an unpleasant smell from the young man. But the manners of Aryan, he did not show any expression of disgust or dislike. The young man suddenly took a few steps back.

"Sorry sir, if my body odor is disturbing. I just want to get this back." The young man handed Aryan his wallet.

"Thank You. What's yourname?" Aryan casually picked up his wallet and invited Thomas to a chat.

Thomas still remained silent. Aryan grabbed his pants pocket and took his phone. He tried to contact his future wife who was currently waiting for him.

"Honey. I may be a little late. I just met an old friend of mine. You order to eat first. Or if you want to wait for us to eat together, at least wedge your stomach with bread so as not to be too hungry. I'm sorry, baby, because it's too late." Aryan told Arshita by phone that she was a bit late.

"Yes, it's okay." Arshita replies and the phone connection is cut off.

Return to Thomas who has not moved and has not answered Aryan's question.

"What's your name?" Aryan repeated his question.

"T-thomas sir." replied Thomas stammeringly.

Aryan opened his wallet and took out a few pieces of banknotes and handed them to Thomas.

"Take it. Thank you for returning my wallet." Aryan.

"No sir. I'm just giving you back your property." He answered while rejecting the subtle gift of Aryan.

"Take this a thank you note from me." Aryan still forced to give some money to Thomas.

Thomas pushed Aryan's hand slowly. "Sir, if you think I'm naive or pretentious, it's up to you. I don't disrespect the gifts you give me. What I do is not a big thing. I'm just giving you back your rights, sir."

Aryan's heart was touched by Thomas' words. Aryan always appreciates the honest people he meets.Aryan considers one honest person more valuable than a thousand friends but likes to pretend.

"Yes, if you don't want to take this money for you. Give it to your family." Aryan still forces Thomas to accept the money he gave.

"I have no one, sir. I live alone on the streets."

Aryan's heart was increasingly touched to hear the words from Thomas that he was a kara. That made Aryan remember Arshita. Aryan sees Arshita in the figure of Thomas with a different gender and origin, but has a background life story that is almost the same.

"When you give me money, you better give me a job.I'm willing to work anything." Thomas ventured to express his wishes to Aryan.

Aryan thought hard what work could be given to Thomas. Until finally Aryan decided to make Thomas his personal driver even though Aryan did not really need it. Aryan and his three brothers used to travel by driving a car alone without the help of a driver. Wherever they settled, no one had ever used the services of a driver to drive their four-wheeled vehicle. For the first time Aryan decided to use the driver to encourage his empathy for Thomas. In addition Thomas local residents who will know the surrounding area. Although Aryan already understands the ins and outs of the streets of London but there are some areas that Aryan still needs the help of google map to get there.

Be Aryan ask Thomas to see him tomorrow at the office. Aryan left the office address to Thomas. The next day Thomas eagerly met Aryan. Aryan assigns the responsibility to Thomas to deliver Aryan wherever Aryan wants to go. Unfortunately Thomas could not drive the car. But Aryan's not his name if he gives up. He taught Thomas just as he taught me. He made us feel the process of self-development. Until as it is now. I have served him for 7 years. While Thomas who has been 1 year more with Aryan.