Really loved her
Chapter 58's

Ashana offers herself to the driver to help him shave his beard and face. At first the driver refused but Ashana was very stubborn and finally accepted Ashana's offer to help him. Actually he can do it without having to accept Ashana's help. But clearly visible sincerity Ashana from the two beads of his eyes and the speech that comes out of his mouth is always soft and very comfortable to hear.

The driver took Ashana to the room where it was like a famous salon. Complete with equipment.

The room is always used when there are big events and hire experts. Expert hairdressers, clothes and make up.

"this is the first time I've seen such a luxurious salon" said Ashana who again, again amazed by what Yashbi has.

"all I know is that the salon has a narrow room and a lot of haircuts everywhere"

"what do you mean the salon is where you used to be?" ask the driver

Ashana looks glum looking at the floor. The driver realized that his words were wrong.

"did you miss your house?" ask the driver again

"whatever. The last time my relationship with my mother was still not good enough and until now I do not know exactly where my mother is. I would love to go look for him but my condition is not possible. Considering the money I have right now is far from "saying Ashana with a wry smile.

" then what are you gonna do? "

" all I can do is contact him. But again, my mother didn't answer my call"

"no answer? means connected"

Ashana nodded her head.

"i just want to ask her whereabouts and how she is currently"

Ashana's face looked sad as she sighed and reflected on seeing herself in the reflection of the mirror.

"after my father died his attitude was much different. I don't know what made it that way. She used to be a gentle and loving woman. And I wish I could be like I'd be a mother of my children"

Ashana immediately picked up the equipment to clean the beard and the hairs growing on the driver's face. First he smeared the cream around his chin, mouth and temples.

Ashana does it carefully and full of gentleness makes the driver feel comfortable.

"your mother had a reason to do so. So you have to be more mature to react to it. In three months you're about to graduate high school should your mind and attitude be more mature than ever. Especially when a problem comes up"

Ashana was silent for a moment when she heard the driver's words.

"you don't misunderstand me when I see you I remember my sister who was missing. About eleven years ago. Yeah, more or less" said the driver.

"you must miss him?"

"of course. Once a month I would climb the tallest tree and pray the do'a wishing him well wherever he was"

"have you been looking for him?"

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. And only the sound of the razor held Ashana cleans the rambyt-hair on the driver's face.

"i'm just like you, miss. The limited money I have makes me a weak and useless brother" said ketus driver.

Ashana's gaze was directed towards the photo where the photo was a lot of women with the same clothes and there was only one woman who wore different clothes from the others. Yes, she is a Yashbi mother who looks beautiful and charming compared to others. Like the Dutch none.

"the woman in the picture is Mr. Yashbi's mother" the chauffeur chirped away from the shaving seat as the taste was over.

"don't move yet I haven't cleaned it up" prevented Ashana.

"i'll wash it myself. Ashana, you're pretty good at shaving the hairs on my old face"

"in my hometown I used to help barbers who were not far from home. Just to add the pocket money" said Ashana engraved a thin smile on his face.

"sometimes I want to visit him" said the driver to get out of his seat and into the bathroom.

Ashana looked around. Think how rich that guy is. Groped the wall of the room.

"this wall must be very expensive. Softer and smoother than my face"Ashana held her own face.

" ah right it turns out" Ashana smiled wryly.

When he came out of the bathroom, the driver's cell phone rang indicating Yashbi called him. He ordered her to come to his room.

There was a faint sound in Ashana's ear before leaving the room.

"come, come to me young girl. There's something you need to know about her" like that's what's been heard in Ashana's ear stopping her steps. The hand holding the door hinge paused and looked back at the room.

"miss you know the way to your room, don't you?"

Ashana nodded slowly.

The driver saw a watch that was coiled around his wrist. 14.00

"shit! I was almost too late" said the driver, rushing to leave Ashana alone.

The driver entered Yashbi's office. There Yashbi stood firmly facing the large window. The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

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"master..."

Yashbi's look was clear. Instantly the driver's body trembled realizing what had been done.

"did I give you permission to be close to him?" yashbi said coldly flat face.

"is the money I gave you not enough?" yashbi throws a glass at the driver.

At the moment Yashbi is burning with jealousy but does not realize that all she can do is vent her anger when she sees Ashana closer to the driver than she is.

" do you feel jealous? "tap driver face without sin.

Yashbi immediately grabbed the driver's collar with a breath of breath.

" listen, till now I won't have such feelings for that young and stupid girl. Understand that! " said Yashbi with a tone up an octave.

"if that's okay, it's not if I'm close to him. I'm not young anymore"

Yashbi did not think that this driver and his trusted people were getting bolder.

"sir, how long have I been working with you?"

Yashbi looked up at his face.

"we are equal, right? at that time you brought a child your age on the side of the road who was holding hungry for days. To this day stand here, in front of you. I'm so grateful for that. But.." said the driver who did not want to lose staring at Yashbi sharply.

" but I really do not like if my master is the wrong way let alone behave arbitrarily towards women. Instead, the madam taught it so that until his death he covered the betrayal committed by the great master, especially your own father "

Yashbi's mother found out that Yashbi's father had turned away and betrayed her. However, he just kept quiet not because of stupid or anything. Only, he did not want to hurt other women especially he was also a woman. He just holds it in his heart. Feeling pain is of course sick. She's just an ordinary woman. Every return of her husband she carried out the duties of the wife very well. When her husband went to work, what she often did was yell in the room by herself, venting her emotions in solitude.