Love You, Mr Shin!!
65. Gentle Chin

As usual, the hobby of the Indonesian girl is to walk behind following the uncle. Eyes that sometimes ran everywhere, now only to look at the back, hair, neck and the entire back of Shin's body. The dashing back was like storing a magnet that was trapping his eyes to keep looking.

It was aggravated by the fragrant fragrance that Shin kept leaving behind afterwards. Dhiarra was like being dragged along by the long steps of the man behind.

Shin, Room feels empty. No Faiz had arrived inside. It was almost every morning that Shin Adnan was the first to arrive.

"Ra, make some warm tea. Put my desk on" Shin told Dhiarra before drowning in the door of his private room.

Because Shin did not see again, who was given a silent message. Walked to his room. Put the shoulder bag on the chair and walk out again.

Dhiarra sees Faiz arriving at Shin's Room. Faiz smilingly looked at Dhiarra, while slowing down his path.

"How are you, Dhiarra? Very long holiday. Do you make me someone to do work?!" Faiz continued to smile at Dhiarra.

"Alhamdulillah. Bang Faiz how are you?" dhiarra replied rather clumsy. If Faiz knew what had happened between his boss and Dhiarra, I would not know what the man had said.

"Still healthy too. Even though my head was dizzy every day," Faiz complained but still smiled.

"Bang Faiz, I'm gonna make some tea. Wait inside," Dhiarra remembered the boss's message to her.

"Eh, Dhiarra. I see you are skinny. Is that why you're skinny?" Faiz continued to observe Dhiarra and his forehead was clearly wrinkled.

"Thul? But I don't feel thin, bang Faiz," Dhiarra looked down at his own body.

"Hhhhhhhhhh!!" stereo surprised them. Shin had leaned back at the door planner and looked at them.

"Eh, Mr. Shin. You've come to kee? You, how are you?" Faiz stood up straight looking at Shin.

"See... Go to my room, Iz.. There are many articles of work that I would like to discuss with you," Shin told the assistant.

"Ra, don't forget. Hot tea!" Shin exclaimed to execute the conversation of Dhiarra and Faiz.

Dhiarra nodded and hurriedly walked out.

Shin and Faiz were having a pretty serious conversation about the company. There were no significant weight problems for almost a week Shin did not come to the company. Om Hafiz was very clever and competent to handle all operational affairs while as long as Shin did not come. Azlan's father was indeed very reliable.

Only one problem that has not been covered, namely guests from the city of Manila, the Philippines who until now still do not want to be found. After being disappointed for failing to meet with the owner and designer of Shin's Garment, the prospective client still continues to pursue but hangs him.

"So that businessman from Philipin's country just wants to meet me and Dhiarra at Camerun Highland?" Shin asked softly looking at his assistant.

"Rubber, Mr. Shin. If they are really interested and put a choice on your company. All cooperation with the garment agency of Paris will be stopped and transferred to our company, Mr. Shin." Faiz said explain to Shin.

"Isn't that tempting, Iz?" Shin seemed unsure of his own conclusion.

"Right, sir Shin. It was very promising big profits as well as rapid development for our company," Faiz supported while nodding.

"Try lobes, Iz, if that man from Manila wants to see me?" shin said to the assistant.

"Ready, Mr. Shin. I'll tell you soon" Faiz replied.

"Thanks, Iz. Go to your desk," Shin said as he moved his chin.

Faiz nodded and stood up.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shin," Faiz was greeted by Shin's nod.

Ceklerk..!

The sound of the door was opened along with the arrival of Dhiarra with a tray containing tea in hand. Approaching Shin's desk while greeting Faiz.

"Teh had a Faiz bang, I put it on the outside table," Dhiarra looked at Faiz who was passing by him.

"Thank you, Dhiarra," Faiz said as he passed. Dhiarra nodded even though Faiz did not see him.

"Please, Mr. Shin," the beautiful hand placed the tea glass on Shin's desk.

"Ra, Dhiarra,!" the new call for the owner of the name was re-named.

Dhiarra who was about to turn around and come out straight back looked at Shin.

"Sit,!" Shin pointed at the chair by moving his chin forward again.

The faint gentle chin that was streaked black was growing in charisma. Maybe Shin was not having time to scrape the fine hair on his chin. Usually the jaw of the chin always looks slippery and clean.

"Ra, Dhiarra,!" shin's call blew Dhiarra's gaze off his uncle's chin. The girl sat down hurriedly taking her eyes off.

"Why? Do you feel sorry for me? Coming home later, you can shave it for me, "Shin said calmly as he placed the ballpoint pen on the table. Holding back a smile looked at the flushed face in front of him.

"I want to drink tea, Dhiarra," Shin looked meaningfully at Dhiarra who then looked confused.

"This is the tea you asked me to have. Drink up, Mr Shin!" dhiarra's hand held the cup holder and slowly pushed it at Shin.

Shocked in shock, Shin suddenly reached out and caught his fingers very quickly. So tightly and warmly Shin's hand clasped his finely-tuned fingers.

"Encik Shin, let go! There's a Faiz bang,!" Dhiarra panicked exclaimed.

Faiz's seat was also Dhiarra in the next room indeed facing Shin's room. The glass barrier has curtains but is rarely closed. It is more often kept open as it is today.

Shin still caught Dhiarra's hand and grasped it tightly for a moment. Because the smooth hand is constantly moving to be released. Her pretty face has been blushing and pias. In addition to unexpected surprise, also panic if suddenly Faiz saw it.

Unable to bear the anxious expression of Dhiarra, he immediately let go and quickly stood up. Shin headed towards the glass barrier and directly pulled the curtains until it perfectly closed. Faiz's room had been completely invisible. Shin sat back in his place.

"Look, Faiz is invisible. Let's just say he doesn't exist. Where's your hand,?" Shin said seriously and extended his hand.

"Dhiarra, where's your hand?" Shin repeated the question.

The delicate fingers returned tightly to Shin. Feeling pulled, Shin's big hand brought the fine fingers closer to his gentle chin. Shin shifted his seat and advanced his face closer to Dhiarra. They're blocked by the table.

"Touch, Dhiarra. I really want this hand to touch her," Shin had placed the fingers of Dhiarra on her chin.

"Encik Shin,,!" Dhiarra. Shin stuck to his hand. Very strong Shin held back, completely unretractable.

"Just like this, Dhiarra." Shin looked at me and was seducing. It felt unbearable, Dhiarra tried to relax his hands and surrender to Shin's desire.

Shin wasn't just touching. Feeling that the owner had been silent, Shin brought the delicate hand over to be rubbed repeatedly onto his chin.

Like being hypnotized and not wanting to make Shin act more. Dhiarra followed and had rubbed Shin's chin repeatedly.

Although initially due to Shin's hand pull, but now the fingers of Dhiarra have rubbed elus by itself without realizing it. Feeling the amused sensation of the fine hair on Shin's chin that was stuck to his palm.

"Ra, are you not at all happy after going to Penang?" Shin suddenly asked quietly and softly. Both of his hands had been on the table, no longer forcing Dhiarra. Shin was enjoying it now.

Dhiarra looked fixedly at Shin's eyes, with his hand constantly on his chin.

"I feel relieved, my mother turned out to be fine," replied Dhiarra no less softly. His fingers seemed to have been engrossed in playing on Shin's chin.

"Are you really thin? Did that ride home from Penang make you so depressed?" Shin looked faintly at the warm Dhiarra.

The girl just shook her head slowly. Like not focusing on Shin Adnan's question.

"I don't know. I don't know, Mr. Shin," Dhiarra looked at Shin. His fingers moved more and more on Shin's chin.

"Ah, pain, Dhiarra! You're pulling him so strong!" Shin slightly exclaimed.

The amused sensation from Dhiarra's hand rub turned sore. Dhiarra no longer rubbed, but turned tugging at the hair on Shin's chin. And those gentle pulls slowly turn into strong pulls . Shin did not shake that hand. Left while grimacing endure pain. And finally crying out the pain can't stand it..

Tok..! Tok...! Tok..! Tok...!

Surprised by both. Shin quickly rewinded his back and Dhiarra instantly withdrew his hand.

"Yes! Comein!!" Shin exclaimed rather loudly. Throwing the rest of the degup in his chest.

Kokpank ..!

Faiz looked stunned at the door. I looked at Dhiarra. And back up the steps with eyes looking at Dhiarra.

"You're still here apparently, Dhiarra?!" faiz still sounded astonished. His eyes ran to the tightly shut curtains behind Shin. Faiz's forehead again wrinkled very tightly.

"What's the thing, Iz?!" asked Shin to reprimand Faiz.

"The merchant and businessman from Manila would like to see you in the afternoon, Mr. Shin," Faiz reported quickly.

"Well to see you at Cameron Highland Flora Park, Iz?" Shin took out a teacup and gulped it down.

Shin glanced at the awkward-looking Dhiarra and pias. Shin faintly smiled.

"Rubber, Mr. Shin. And the main thing to bring your designers," Faiz looked at Dhiarra who continued to sit and sculpt.

"Okay, Iz. But I had to stop coming to work again. Please handle again any business with om Hafiz. Because Pahang state is far away as well" Shin explained his plan to Faiz.

"Yes, master Shin," Faiz replied while nodding.

"Dhiarra, you also have to go to Cameron Highland after evening. The prospective client from Manila that we failed to meet yesterday wants to meet you there," Shin looked firmly at Dhiarra.

"Yes, sir. Are we going to leave KL directly?" ask Dhiarra to know.

"That bill, Ra," said Shin.

"Nature's sighting is beautiful, Dhiarra. But do not forget to eat, may you be thinner,!" Faiz really gave a good message to Dhiarra.

"Ready, bang Faiz. Thanks for your kind message to me!" Dharra stood up from his seat.

"Encik Shin, I have to go. To keep up the work," Dhiarra said goodbye.

Without waiting for an answer from Shin, the girl quickly passed leaving the two of them there. What, how, where, and how far Dhiarra will find prospective clients Shin"s Garment from Manila at the top of Cameron Highland, Pahang state..!

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Thank you for not being tired of supporting me.. Gave me prayer2.gift.ngelike.

Thanks for leaving 2 tracks for me.... Right, it's very2lah comfort me..

Whatever the sound of your tracks, I always hope..

Sorry I haven't been able to reply...

But suppose my update is my darling's reply from your imprint2 for me..

Pray for this trivial authority, yes, one day there is my work that was displayed there NT.. In the market up ahead...😆😆😄