Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 4's. Choosing a Horse Only
Sandriana's online car stopped at a guard post. The three-meter-tall black gate was closed.
“Why stop sir?”
Dria turned her eyes from the device to the outside of the car.
“The destination point is here, mbak..."
"But after this gate his house is still far away, later I add the payment..."
"Maybe... but it seems we are not allowed to enter either..”.
The online car driver replied when he saw security on guard asking him to pull the car over in an available area. Dria opened the car window.
“This is me sir... Sandriana, I live in the house of Mr. Harlandy Darwis..”.
Dria explained, maybe this security does not remember who she is.
“We know Non.. Non Dria get off here only, later it will be picked up here, forgive the convenience Non Dria interrupted... but this car can not go inside..”.
Wow, that's how tight security is in this house. This huge house is completely isolated from the outside world, perhaps no one-terte neighbor has ever intersected with the Dervish family.
That is how it is, people in circles like them do not need to be asked about socializing with the community, the higher their strata the more limited their social scope.
Understanding the rules in the mansion, Dria got out of the car after paying the fare, the existing security immediately bowed when Dria passed them. Dria laughing…
“It does not need to be like that Budi sir, Iwan sir, Samsul sir, Soleh sir.. “.
Dria mentioned the names of the security guards while reading the name embroidery on the right chest of their black uniform.
“I'm not a Young Master or a Big Lord.”.
“Non Dria Our Young Miss.”.
“Douh sir... I am like the father of all, I am just a Big Master company employee who happens to live in that big house...Of course yes, do not treat me like that.”.
Dria was amused to remember how all the servants in the mansion treated her with respect, always bowing their heads as Dria passed them, it was funny in the modern era like today, she said, as if she was entering in dramas about the nobility, yes a few days here she was like living in a fantasy world of monarchy and was playing the role of a noble princess.
“I just go in sir... I want to walk home, I'm tired actually, the house is quite far from here, just assume I exercise.. excuse me sir..”.
Dria headed for the small door that was opening on the right side of the road.
“Don't Non, wait a minute, Mr. Lucas is here..”.
“Oh yes? Mr Lucas already knows I'm coming home?”
“Iya Non, Mr. Lucas tells the police number of the vehicle that Non Dria was riding..”.
“Oh yes? Alright..”
Apparently Timothy forwarded information on his return, even until forwarded the number of the police car he was riding. It's fair Timothy forced to order a car through his car.
But still Dria felt alive between two worlds between reality and delusion, enjoying the privilege of being served and guarded like this, this was something for Dria... Ah.. right, he now lives in the middle of the Harlandy Dervish family where there are people who will organize and control everything well to ensure the comfort of family members.
"Maybe tomorrow-tomorrow I'll have a bodyguard..."
Dria smiled thinking about this. she began to feel as part of the main family of Dervish.
Passing through the small door Dria chose to wait while leaning on the side of the guard post building, and sure enough her eyes caught a car moving closer and closer on the straight road. It turned out that Lucas himself had picked her up.
One security then opened the car door for him Dria climbed into one side of the passenger in a car that she knew Mr. Harlandy used often.
“Thank you sir... I say goodbye yes... healthy and keep the spirit yes father-father..”.
Dria waved from the open window, the security guards looked down respectfully, Dria laughed again seeing that. Dria fixed her body position, sitting properly in the back seat of the luxury car.
“Pak Lucas has gone home turned out..”
“Iya Non.. The Great Lord always comes home at three in the afternoon.”.
“Oh so..”.
“Sorry Yes Non.. Non Dria should ride public car...”.
“Eh it doesn't matter sir, I chose to go home first, Young Master there is still a meeting, today I am too tired to wait for Young Master to finish.”.
Mr. Lucas just smiled, actually in his heart was angry Timothy let Non Dria ride the car online.
“Timothy forgot to tell me earlier Non, so I did not have time to ask the driver to pick up Non Dria at the office.”.
“It's okay sir, I also don't want to trouble mr... emm but sir..”.
Dria found the right moment to say her request.
“Boleh not start tomorrow I leave and go home from work by myself, I hesitate to always arrive later than other employees, I also often have to wait a long time because Young Master often meets until night.”.
“Big Master won't allow it Non..”
“But I am not comfortable sir.. Actually I am not free to work because my friends see me as a close family of the Grand Lord, he said, I want to work in a reasonable atmosphere without prejudice from my friends, even though it is too late for that, at least I should not follow Young Master… so that I can improve my friends' perception of me..”.
“Even if I may ask I do not want to be the staff secretary of the Young Master.”.
Dria thought Sandronya did not think it existed, Dria did not dare to think of Sandro as her brother anymore, because there is actually no connection between him and the Great Lord and Young Master Sandro Kristoffer Dervish.
“Pak Lucas? Please tell the Great Master? Surely Big Lord can understand my reason sir..”.
“Alright Non... later I say..”.
“Thank you, sir..”
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Morning at five, as usual Dria was out of her room and often helped whomever servants she saw needed help. But Dria was now avoiding the kitchen area, she was avoiding Lia ma'am, that gentle woman was telling her too much about the Young Master, this was no fun now for her. Let Ms. Lia be the Young Master's worshiper.
Sadness always comes when Miss Lia talks about Sandro, she feels Sandro's sister who is now too far away and will not see herself as anything. Even now Dria chose to call Sandro the same as the servants, Young Master.it is more suitable for him now, he is just an employee in the eyes of Sandro, maybe even less than that.
“Non Dria... Non should not do things like this..”.
Mr. Lucas approached Dria who was helping a waiter to hang clothes in the laundry area.
“This will not make me exhausted pack, water and detergent will not melt my beauty, I will still just sweet.”.
Mr. Lucas laughed, the humorous voice of Dria's cause. This miss gave off a new atmosphere in this house, so it was remembered all those years ago, the friendly and down-to-earth carefree figure of the Great Madam, now it seems that all the traits of the Great Mistress perfectly down are attached to Non Dria.
“How sir? Today I can take a public car right?”
“Sorry Non, it should not be like that..”.
“Ya sir.. please me sir... I really beg about this...”
“Big Master agrees Non Dria using another car, there is a driver who will drive Non Dria..”.
“Pak Lucas... it's the same.”.
“This is the decision of the Lord Non.. let's follow me, Non Dria may choose for herself which car to use..”.
Jeez... This is beyond his own expectations, ushered in a private driver? This is crazier than hitching a ride in the Young Master's car. Dria regretted her request yesterday, but she also did not want to hitchhike in the Young Master's car, an hour's drive seemed to be at the poles, freezing her entire neural network. Dria followed Lucas sir with a lazy pace.
They stopped at a parking lot containing dozens of cars.
“Non Dria want to use which one?”
It's always the case that Dria has to bite her lips to make sure she's hallucinating or standing up to reality.
His highest daydreams and wildest fantasies never gave rise to scenes like this, like being picked out in a luxury car showroom alone. Dria saw five limited edition sports cars she made sure belonged to the Young Master…
“Did you choose one of the Young Master's cars? How's the reaction? Toch he's never been seen using these cars, baby very right?”
Dria shuddered, not doing anything if she happened to see her gaze as the Young Master was ready to tear her body apart, especially if touching hers.
The scene in the drama of the lives of the nobles appeared again in his head. Their means of transport are, of course, horses. When choosing one of the horses to ride in the stables, the horse that did not neigh in a high tone and raised its two front legs but snorted kindly the sign of the horse was tame. It feels easier than choosing between these super and expensive cars. This really makes Dria seem to float unable to stand on earth.
Dria is looking for the most appropriate and reasonable car for her. The principle still forbids him to fully enjoy the life of a princess who can get whatever he wants. Dria does not want to overdo it, because here even the shy one might be able to realize the Dervish family. Wh why? Because Dria doesn't feel right about it all. His independence the years since coming home and living with dad have shaped him to be realistic.
“Pak Lucas, the car over there only.”.
Dria pointed to a row of more humane cars for people like her to choose from.
“That's the car the employee uses, it's a working car Non..”
Huh uh?? Among the cars there are cars that are the same as the pride of the old boss, the cars are cars of the middle class in the city. Dria shook her head.
“Among these cars which is the cheapest and oldest pack?”
“Mmmh... Silver car there Non..”
Mr. Lucas pointed to a car with a four-sphere logo.
“Alright... that's it..”.
“That car belongs to Young Master Non.”
“What is still used Young Master?”
“Not used anymore, Non..”
“Still in good condition?”
“Very prima Non..”
“I choose it sir, but I bring myself can?”
“Big Master won't..”
“Good sir Lucas, I will inquire myself before breakfast..”.
Dria left Lucas, chose to clean up, then just spoke to Grand Lord Harlandy. It felt like the Great Lord was precisely the more days he would be better off treating himself. Mr. Lucas looked over with a smile, Non Dria was able to be firm.
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Dria knocked on the big door of Mr. Harlandy's study room with some misgivings, still she was afraid of misbehaving before the Great Lord. Years ago the busy Mr. Harlandy was rarely home, rarely met, which is why Dria was not close. As a child Dria was always intimidated by her large high profile without that smile.
After ten days of chest tightness from constantly facing Sandro's frost, Dria intends to quit today. Since the second day he has wanted to choose to ride an online car or other public transportation even though the distance is very far to the office, it's just a direct order of Lord Harlandy.
There was no answer to the knock.This carved wooden door is so big, its dark brown color is already so intimidating to Dria. With a hesitant gesture Dria tried to open the door, apparently not locked. Dria looked inside, as she had expected, Mr. Harlandy was behind a large dark brown table.
“Excuse Mister..”
Mr. Harlandy raised his head…
“Signriana..”
Dria sets her heart to come in and convey her wishes.
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“Master, sorry... I forgot to tell Mr. Lucas about Non Dria..”.
Timothy who prepared tablets and laptops and other necessities that his master always used in this second floor room timidly conveyed his negligence. Honestly he was actually more afraid of the Great Lord, how about until Non Dria did not leave for the office, while obviously this Young Master did not allow Non Dria to leave together.
“I don't want to know Timo... Whatever the reason, he can't come with me anymore..”.
“Big Master must be angry..”
“That's your business Timothy..
Sandro once again stared at his reflection in the mirror, satisfied with his appearance Sandro came out of the room followed by Timo who was confused also harbored resentment. The Young Master should convey his own objections about Non Dria to the Big Master or Mr. Lucas, so that he will not be this calm.
Obviously the Great Lord has given an ultimatum about Dria and how they should treat the girl. To the Great Lord it seemed that Non Dria was as valuable as their Young Master.
Timothy rushed to look for Mr. Lucas as soon as his Young Master turned to the dining room. Yesterday he couldn't explain the Young Master's decision.
Mr. Lucas was sitting in the employee's dining room, enjoying his breakfast. Timo sat down in front of Lucas and took his breakfast. Timo also lives in this large complex of houses in a separate building with other employees.
“Pak Lucas... Young Master does not want Non Dria to ride in a car with him..”.
Lucas raised his face.
“That's the reason it turns out why Non Dria took a public car yesterday?”
The look doesn't like to be put on, Mr. Lucas.
“Sorry sir, I was forced…"
“You should have told me earlier.. I covered up from the Big Master about Non Dria car ride online..."
"I'm in a dilemma sir. Lucas knows how Young Master gets angry.”.
"You also know how the Great Lord if angry Timo, you can be fired even if the Young Master keeps you.”.
“Please me sir.. I am confused how to.. my time must be against Young Master, where dare sir.. if Mr. Lucas who spoke Young Master still wants to listen.”.
“Non Dria know this?”
“Show I did not pack..”
“But Non Dria asks the same..”.
“That's... probably because Young Master always keeps his distance, Master never talks to Non Dria, and always shows a horned face.”.
Timo explained in a slow tone, with eyes glancing at the inner room, afraid of being caught talking about his Master. He was also surprised by the attitude of the Young Master, even though Non Dria was very pleasant to look at especially to be hugged. Timo shook his head eliminating the unguided thoughts that had been lodged in his brain.
Mr. Lucas left Timo who could only stare at the trusted man's back and the Great Master's right hand with resignation. This guy sometimes looks more powerful than Young Master, and the one he sees his Young Master also respects Lucas sir.
“Why is Young Master so distracted huh? Though it was his own sister..”.
Timo continued his breakfast, it was better that he ate a lot so as to have great energy to face the three people who could overturn his fate..
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