Suddenly Husband Wife
Flower Delivery Girl

In the afternoon, exactly one hour later, the Sedayu Buana Group dinner banquet will begin.

Daren set himself in front of a large mirror inside the walk in closet of Akram's luxury mansion in Pondok Indah area.

For one week he lived there, a dwelling with an area of more than five hundred square meters that looks luxurious and also reflects the style of hedonism for the owner.

But it felt very lonely because there was only Daren and two guards who occupied the mansion. A housekeeper would come in the morning and go home in the evening to take care of the mansion.

Daren looked at her reflection in the mirror. His ideal body is now wrapped in a dinner suit suit, with a type of tuxedo from the famous designer House of Bijan by Bizan Pakzad.

The Iranian designer said the suit is not just a dress or fashion, but also a political statement. For that, Mr. Aaron ordered directly to make Daren look prominent.

Once again Daren did not think that this was all real, he never imagined it would get to this point. Remembering himself when the last fifteen years were and lived in an orphanage.

A notification entered into his phone, reported that the fresh flowers he ordered had delivery problems because the courier was stuck in traffic.

Daren did not have time to order new flowers from another store, upset that Daren called the courier who brought the goods. "Is this the service your shop provides? If you can't be on time why did you confirm my order?" ketus Daren with a cold-sounding voice.

"Sorry, Sir. For his insecurities. I was trying to be on time but the crowded streets in Jakarta got me stuck in traffic, this was beyond my expectations" replied a woman from Daren's cell phone connection.

"You know, Miss. I don't accept excuses at all! I'm waiting for you in twenty minutes, I've paid a fortune along with tips on your store. So I hope you don't disappoint a customer like me. Remember twenty minutes!"

There was the sound of a phone connection that was cut off from Daren, making the flower delivery girl blow her rough breath. "Currently, you arrogant rich man!"

"So, can't we find another way? My customer is like a rich man who is arrogant, he asked me to deliver his order within twenty minutes," said the flower delivery girl.

"Sorry, Non. Now this is again the hours are jammed, Non can order ojek online only if you want. Let the champagne be," said the taxi driver who drove the girl.

Inevitably the girl finally obeyed the solution provided by the driver. Exactly twenty minutes he arrived at the address who had ordered a red rose that had been beautifully arranged and looked still very fresh.

A guard allowed the girl to enter and opened the gate. The little footsteps of the girl brought her into the yard which had a fountain in front of her.

The girl's eyes unceasingly looked in admiration at the luxurious banguan that was before her. Before he squeezed the bell, he again checked the order roses from the host.

After three times pressing the bell, finally the door was opened by a man who looked handsome and also neat. The girl was amazed by the figure she met.

"Are you the one I called?" the baritone sound coming out of Daren's lips made the girl sober.

"Yes, Sir. I was the father of the phone, and this is the flower bucket you ordered," The girl handed the flower to Daren.

"Basic slow! I'm almost late for waiting for you. If I had known that the service from your shop was like that, I wouldn't have ordered there" Daren said with a cold face.

The assessment of Daren, which was around a hundred because of its charm, is now freefall to the lowest number.

"Curtain! Why is he so handsome when he is so arrogant and cold? Indeed, I can control the congestion in Jakarta." muttered the girl in her heart.

"Sir? Do I look old in your eyes? I won't order from your shop anymore. Go then! Daren.

The girl was annoyed but could not reply to Daren's words, she rushed to leave the dwelling she had admired.

Daren stared at the woman's back until it disappeared behind the mansion fence. Her face is sweet and also attractive but unfortunately unprofessional.

Carefully Daren checked again the order bucket that the girl delivered. He did not want the roses he ordered for Natt as a tribute to dinner there was the slightest sniff. Moreover, the flowers he ordered were worth dozens of millions of rupiah.

Sure enough, after being noticed more observant by Daren. He found a broken rose. He called the florist to file a complaint.

Since there was no time left, Daren threw away that one stalk and fortunately did not affect the appearance of the bucket he was about to give Natt.

Soon Daren drove his car to one of the famous five-star luxury hotel Ballroom in downtown Jakarta with his expensive sports car.

On the other side of the place but at the same hour, the flower delivery girl had returned to the shop where she worked. Her hair is tied to the origin so as not to flutter in the wind when riding an online motorcycle taxi.

The hoodie he was wearing had not been able to take off, but the flower shop boss called him to face the workspace.

"I just told you to deliver the order, Bica. Why is it that you're not acting like a job," the store boss.

The girl had already understood the direction of this conversation, it must have been the man who reported to her boss. It's too much, but it's not entirely his fault.

"Sorry, Boss. I'm stuck in traffic. I also tried to get her on time" said the girl.

"You know what not? Our customer just now is an important person, the proof is that he ordered the most expensive flower bucket for dozens of millions from our store. Not to mention he has given separate tips for the wage of arranging flowers."

The girl just bowed her head, not knowing how to explain. Subordinates are only subordinates, the first rule of the boss is always correct. "Sorry .." he said.

"I understand all the mistakes you've made, Bica. Starting late for work, not being able to take good care of the flowers, but your mistake this time is fatal. And sorry, Bica. You don't have to go to work tomorrow because it's your last day at this store." The woman's boss took out a brown envelope and gave it to the girl.

"This is the rest of your salary that I cut with your loan last month, hopefully you can get a better job after from here. Thank you for your dedication to working in this store."

"Did the boss really fire me?" tanyanya.

"Your mistake this time was fatal, Bica. You tau? Not just late delivery, but there's damage to the flowers you're carrying."

labica put her foot out of the store. Her tears instantly burst unstoppable. Where else he had to find a job, Labica admitted he very often entered the work mepet in time but that does not mean late.

In the morning he had to work in the market to help sell chicken soto on the hajj sir who was willing to be kind to hire him.

He will work in a flower shop. All that he did because it became the backbone of the family, he only lived together with his sister who has now stepped on the bench of Junior High School.

If he does not work in two places he will not be able to pay the school fees of his sister. The man he met was so evil in Labica's eyes, he cursed the man in his heart.