Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 65

Early in the morning I got up to sweep the house, and I cooked rice, and I started cooking.

I just learned a simple recipe on the internet. This time I cooked vegetable soup with tofu side dishes and tempeh, although simple but I am grateful because I can now cook a little.

Arsen was neat with his plain white shirt rolled up to the elbow. His hair has been neatly styled with hair oil, also fragrant mint that is so refreshing.

“What are you cooking?” asked Arsen who was now clutching my waist as I finished preparing breakfast.

“As you can see, I still have a lot to learn,” I replied while peeping her cheeks.

“This is more than enough, I try ya.” Arsen pulled up a chair to sit down.

I sat down next to him, and prepared the dishes and the contents for Arsen's breakfast. I let my head rest on my hand with my elbow on, waiting for Arsen to react to my cooking.

“Where?” I asked when Arsen finished swallowing his food.

“It's a nice darling, emm .. but less salt is a bit,” replied Arsen who tried to force a smile.

“Yah, fail again.” I leaned my back on the dining chair.

“Great for you, less salt is just a little.” Arsen got up and looked for something in the kitchen, and returned with a pinch of salt which was then poured into the bowl of soup I was cooking. “Excite yes,” he continued who then kissed my forehead.

After breakfast, Arsen left for work by taking a taxi booked through the application. Arsen's motorbike was still at Papa's house, and he refused when I was about to drive him to the office.

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Arriving at the college, I looked for Nana's whereabouts in the cafeteria. However, the minimum moral friend does not exist as well. Where's she? Did he skip?

Long wait bored me, I finally sent a message to Arsen. How was his first day at work in Papa's office?

[Oppa, how does it work?] Message sent to Oppa My Hubby

I enjoyed the snacks I bought in the cafeteria, while waiting for a reply from Arsen.

Message received from Oppa My Hubby [Would you see me making coffee?]

Then, Arsen sent a picture of himself making coffee in the pantry. Then he also sent a photo when he looked tired while holding a mop.

I was so upset with Papa when I saw the photo that Arsen sent me. Then without thinking, I intend to come to Papa's office.

I drove the car at full speed until I finally reached Papa's office.

In the lobby of the office, I saw Kak Darren talking to a man who seemed to be a foreign citizen. Then, I asked the receptionist who had greeted me with a smile earlier.

“Mbak, Mr Darren again there are guests huh?” ask me at the receptionist in Papa's office.

“Iya Miss, is there an appointment with Mr Darren?” tanyanya politely.

In this office very rarely anyone knows me, because I myself never came to Papa's office.

“If Mr Erick Ardiansyah's room where ya?”

Ribet really wants to meet my own papa, where Kak Darren is having a guest.

“I Kimmora, her daughter Mr Erick Ardiansyah, where is Papa's room?” I don't want to prolong business with that long-winded question.

“On the 15th floor Miss,” replied the woman.

I then walked to the elevator to Papa's room. However, arriving in front of Papa's room, I was already blocked by a woman who seemed to be Papa's secretary.

“Sorry, who do you want to find?” The woman got up from her seat, then walked up to me.

“I want to see my Papa.” I showed my identity card to the woman rather than lingering.

“Sorry Miss, Mr Erick is having a guest inside!”

“Why do they all have guests anyway. I was just a minute before I went back to campus.” I pushed the door to Papa's room made of glass.

After I made it in, Papa was indeed a guest. A woman whose dress is not formal like a client or business associate in general. The woman turned her back so I couldn't see her face.

I walked over to Papa whose face turned tense. I heard the woman sob, did she cry? Why did Papa make her cry?

“Pa, I want to talk for five minutes. After that I went back to campus.” I'm walking closer to Papa.

“Let's go to the meeting room.” Papa pulled my hand.

“Wait, Mas!” The woman made Papa's footsteps stop.

Papa just stood still and lowered his head, his hand holding my hand felt trembling. Papa why?

I wonder who the woman who called Papa that familiar name? Does Papa have a wife?

However, I was very surprised to see the woman's face.

“He is ...”

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