The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 27

Catherine

I have a crush on his son? That Keegan?

For whatever lives in this world is impossible. Haha... Humans like Keegan are only fit to be a superefficient assistant, not a partner. Me? And Keegan? So couple? Oh my... My life will be very, very boring.

I prepared to answer when a voice I had already recognized sounded.

"What's Mom doing here?” I have never been so happy to hear his voice. I turned around and was a little surprised.

“Oh, Keegan! Finally home too. We were waiting for that. Isn't that right, Tan?”

I try to control myself to stay ordinary. That Keegan shucks has a very different aura to the clothes of the house. She. ekhem, quite unsettling. But only until the word "enough". Not more. And something labeled "enough" won't shake me.

“Iya. Really long? You buy it to Depok first. Five minutes should not be nyampe.”

Then Keegan argued with her mother and I used this opportunity to dilute the "slightly troubling" label.

“I'm sorry, Mom. Mom bothers in the kitchen. Looks like my Mama is not ta—“

“What did you say?” cutting off Keegan's mother makes me cranky. “Why did you call her mom?”

“It, Tan,” sahutku fast. “Keegan really likes to joke me. Because my name is the same as our boss, he keeps calling me mom.”

I don't know why I lied like this myself.

Okay, actually I just don't want things to turn awkward. Keegan's mother must be feeling guilty. I don't feel good about making it that way. Sinning to know makes parents embarrassed even though it is not very necessary to be revealed. After all, I am indeed lower profile than other superiors. I'm not crazy respect let alone prestige. That's not my style.

Is correct. I don't want to because of all that. Not for any other reason.

You guys don't believe it? Alright. I'll prove.

***

"Mom why are you sitting here?" keegan asked as I sat next to her instead of behind.

I wore a seatbelt without looking at him. "What if I was sitting here. I love dong."

Here's my low profile evidence. I don't mind sitting anywhere. No problem also want to be told to grind chili or other things by whoever it is the person.

"But my mother never sat next to me. Mom's still considering me to be the guy who's gonna be mommy-"

"Shut your mouth!" my snapping. "I said that wasn't what I meant at the time."

"I know. Just make sure one more time."

It's more insolent this one guy.

"That's it. Just run the car." I leaned back and closed my eyes. "Please turn on the Ac."

"Just a minute, Mom."

"Ah, long."

I also lighted the thing myself. But when I wanted to bring her to life Keegan did the same. As a result, our hands both touched each other.

The least I expected was a Keegan screaming. And keep his hands off me. It was as if he had just touched a chicken man and was disgusted that it was dirty.

"Why are you so excited?" sindirku. "You never hold a girl's hand?"

And it turns out my words were right. Or most likely true. Because now Keegan's face is redder than ripe tomatoes.

"Eh, seriously?" ask me and smile happily.

"We're leaving now, Mom." He then ran the car without looking at me.

I smiled wickedly. It's only right I can bother him now.

"What did Mom do?"

"What am I doing?"

I want to re-do it. But this time Keegan dodged and grabbed my hand.

We stared for about two seconds before he braked suddenly.

Ah, what exactly am I doing. Why am I doing stupid things with this guy? And that scene of gaze was disgusting. To be put where my face is after this.

After apologizing to the car in front, we continued our journey back in silence.

I opened my phone and, and, confused as to what to do.

Maybe there is an email to check? And it turns out there isn't. Why is there nothing to do with me at this time. Suddenly a message came in.

I almost jumped in pleasure.

You have time tomorrow, right?

But my spirit instantly disappeared once I read it. Mending I was embarrassed and looked stupid compared to dealing with this one person. I threw the phone at the dashboard and closed my eyes.

The ringing of the phone that sounded shortly then made me cluck. But the caller is not a quitter.

I took out my phone and was intent on turning it off. But unfortunately my hand accidentally touched the green icon.

"Why just lift it now?" answer the voice across with a stern tone.

"There's business. Why?" sahutku. This is how I can't turn it off.

"You have time tomorrow, right?"

"I'm busy tomorrow" I replied quickly.

"There was no time for a moment" Arabella paused her words for a moment. "Analyst's home tomorrow. We have to welcome him. At eight o'clock he's about home. So you came before that huh."

The memories of the Analyst suddenly flowed in my memory.

It's even more annoying.

Analyst.

Arabella's sister is the same age as me. After Arabella got married to Papa, the analyst felt he deserved all the same things as me. And after a year of spending my family's money, Analyst decided to study abroad - of course this he did because he did not want to lose to me who was still living abroad at that time.

The point is that the woman I have to welcome tomorrow is one of the snakes weighing on my life. And from the memories that went into my head, one of the things that made Catherine's attitude even worse was this woman as well.

Feelings of being ignored again by the only family and the arrival of a new family that is not desired. Moreover, it is clear that Arabella and the Analyst do not want her presence.

"I'm busy. There's no time to come. If there's nothing else to talk about"

"What are you busy with? The one who works is also your secretary, right? Come aja. Analysts have not been home for a long time. He misses the house with you too he said."

I held my breath. "Oh, how is it. I started working really hard a while ago. No longer women just at home and can not say anything other than spending money husband. So, yeah, I don't want to be that kind of girl." I smiled with relief after saying. "I closed it. Tomorrow I'm really busy, Tan."

I will not come to greet that ugly snake.

***

The cake will add more poison in the life of Cath 😁

Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint