
Time keeps passing. It has now been 3 months since Sila worked as Rama's assistant. Every day there is a little fight between the two. The reason is only 1
that's Rama. Rama always pissed Sila off.
Like this morning.
"Come, go to the pentry and make me some fried rice" Rama ordered.
"What's? Why me sir?" said Sila.
"Because I told you to" answered Rama.
"But I've been neat this way why should I cook, later my body smells onion sir" Please try to refuse.
"Well, I'll go and cook there" Rama said.
"Eh what? Wait sir. Dad can't do that. Let the OB be the masakin" woo Sila.
"All right, I'm going there now" Rama stepped up and Sila pulled her hand.
For a moment their views clashed.
"I'll cook. You wait here" said Sila Pasrah. He stepped into the kitchen.
You arrogant boss, I know you today
look out for lo.
While Rama smiled with satisfaction.
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Kitchenable. The OBs saw Sila. They were astonished to see Sila cooking. Please just be quiet in his heart feels very upset.
After he finished he went to Rama's room and handed over the results of his cooking.
"This sir please eat" said Sila with a slightly bent face.
"Are you angry because I told you to cook" asked Rama.
"No sir, I just don't like my body so smelly" Sila said.
"Go home, then change your clothes and come back here in 1 hour" said Rama.
"What's? I do not want to sir, the distance of my house takes half an hour not to mention it will be jammed" said Sila.
"So do you keep worrying about your body odor?" ask Rama.
"No sir" Please lose he just shut up.
"Now go, you are wasting my time" said Rama.
Please curse in the heart.
thousands of vows filled his head. He came out with his face getting bent.
"Hi please" said Toni greeting.
"Hello sir, good morning" said Please again.
"Why are you pouting?" ask Toni.
"Ah it's okay sir, I go in first" said Sila who passed away leaving Toni.
30 Minutes later, Rama entered Sila's room.
Please be surprised and stand up.
"Come with me" said Rama.
"Where sir, the meeting schedule is still 1 hour and a half" said Sila.
"Follow or I must carry you" threatened Rama.
Please go to Rama and they leave in Rama's car. This time Rama who drove on the grounds of fear his car broke down if Sila who drives.
"Where are we going, sir?" ask Sila again.
"It would be nice if you were silent" said Rama still focused on the road.
Please pasrah. The car they were driving stopped at a fairly large salon.
"Down" said Rama.
Please come down without asking anything. Rama pulled his hand to come inside.
Inside.
Please be stunned to see the splendor of the salon, even he saw some artists were doing treatment.
Someone approached them.
"Can I help Mr Rama?" said one worker.
"Make this girl deserve to be called a woman. Give her a dress that suits her and dress her. I'll be back in 1 hour and everything should be in order" Rama said upsetting Sila.
The salon worker also brought Sila and tried one by one the dres there
finally, Please choose to wear gold-covered dres. It is suitable for its white skin.
Then the worker took her for facial and hair care. It was finally finished in less than an hour
Rama has arrived. The worker brought Sila before Rama
"How sir?" said the worker.
Rama remained silent. He looked at Sila who looked very beautiful with a golden knee-length dres. Her hair is long with contemporary style. Her makeup is still thin but very beautiful for her.
"I'm sorry sir, Madam Please don't want to wear thick makeup. This is the bill sir" said the worker.
"Yes, it's okay. It's the cost of the treatment and it's a tip for you" Rama said, handing over the money to the worker. The worker was very happy
Rama and please go
In the car on the way to the meeting place.
"Why don't you use softlense?" ask Rama.
"For what sir? My eyes are fine. These are just ordinary glasses" Sila said.
"Open up" said Rama.
"But I'm used to wearing it sir" said Sila.
"Open or I will open it" threatened Rama.
Please open the glasses. It looks like her natural beauty. Rama occasionally glanced and smiled.
"From tomorrow, never wear glasses unless you're in front of a monitor. If you keep wearing it I'll break it and I'll buy the whole eyeglass shop in the country and I won't sell it to you" Rama said.
"Yes sir" please resign.
The boss nyebeliiiiiiiiin.