The CEO's Beloved Caddy
Liver Wound

"Yes…!"

So surprised Ken also yelled when he heard Dara screaming. But before long, the athletic man sighed and stared intently at his new assistant. 

"Hey, why are you shouting like that? What ghost do you think I am!" ken as handsome as waist. 

Hearing the baritone voice that the past few days had managed to intimidate her life, slowly the hand that Dara used to cover her face slowly lowered. 

"Tu-lord? Are you that?" sahut Dara stammeredly, even his body trembled slightly from fear. 

"Who do you think you are? This is my room, what are you doing here?"

As Dara continued her work, "I was cleaning Mr.'s room."

Hearing Dara's reply, Ken made no further comment. He immediately took out a change of clothes that were in the closet, then put them on right then and there. 

Without realizing it, Dara stole a glance from the reflection of the closet mirror. 'Etdah, that's what stomach is torn bread anyway?' inner Dara who silently praised Ken's body. 

'hus! What the hell was I thinking? Remember, he is a proud and cruel man. He's the one who made you have to do this rode, Dara! Remember that!'

As if in the middle of an argument, Dara was made dizzy with her own thoughts. It must be admitted that in addition to handsome and rich, Ken is also so dashing. Every woman who sees it will fall in love. 

But not with Dara, because the beginning of her meeting with the famous super handsome and cool man was very not wearing. 

"She's working, but dumb! Fascinated to see me? Hm?" 

Ken's words had just taken Dara by surprise. The girl in blue uniform rolled her eyes lazily. 'It turns out that besides being cruel and arrogant, he is also too confident.' his mind is not happy. 

Dara shook her head slowly and then resumed work, "Excuse me, sir" he said as he passed by Ken who was still standing in front of the closet. 

Apparently dikeki by Dara, enough to make the young CEO did not accept. Because it has become commonplace, every woman who sees her good looks and prowess will certainly be fascinated even crazy about her. 

It's just that Ken was lazy to respond, until he was cold and indifferent. But this time, she felt quite humiliated, because an ordinary woman like Dara did not even admire her. 

Ken looked back at the mirror, "What made him not interested in me?" he muttered half thinking. "Ah, stop. It's not important either, after all, he's just an assistant, it doesn't affect me."

Not wanting to take a headache, Ken went back out and continued his work in the study. At that time Dara was also cleaning the room. 

"Hey, you're deliberately trying to annoy me?" 

Dara was shocked when Ken suddenly stood behind her. "N-no, Sir. I thought you'd rest in the room, so I continued cleaning here."

"Have, excuses! Just say you want to get close to me. Your rich commoner's woman is already guessed, if you see this handsome and rich man like me, his eyes immediately ijo."

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Dara's patience has reached the threshold. "Sorry Lord Kendrick Mahanta! My job here is only to fulfill the punishment you've given, not to get near you."

Dara gushed violently, it felt like she wanted to say rudely to the man who had insulted her so much. But he was conscious and knew himself, who the man was. Until Dara chose to get out of there, rather than adding to his sense of regret. 

"But, strange woman." 

Ken didn't feel guilty about what came out of his mouth. With ease, he continued the planned activities. 

On the other hand, Dara was running towards her room with tears in her eyes. To the extent that Adam and Bi Inah who were chatting in the living room were not ignored. 

Adam put his shoulders together, since the two of them were together, not knowing what happened between the Young Master and his new assistant. 

Bi Inah was shaking her head, as a mother and a woman, she was more sensitive than Adam. He also walked to Dara's room. 

Geck! Geck! Geck! 

"Miss? This Bi Inah. Aunty can come in, Neng?"

Hiks.. hiks… 

"Just in, Bi... the door is not locked." said Dara with a pretty raucous voice. 

Originally Bi Inah poked her head at the door, looking at Dara who was lying down and hiding her head between the pillows, making the middle-aged woman sigh. 

After closing the door again, Bi Inah walked up to the bed and sat on the edge. "What's up, Neng?"

Bi Inah stroked Dara's long hair gently, even though it had been taken all day, in fact the treated hair was still nice and soft. Though the treatment used is only ordinary care at home, not in the salon. 

"Hiks.. hiks.. hiks. I'm not strong if I stay here too long. Hwaa…"

Finally, Dara's cry was increasingly broken after expressing what was stuck in her heart. 

The middle-aged woman who wore the kebaya felt sorry for Dara's fate, although she was new to know but a mother's instincts would definitely be touched when she saw the girl her child's age crying. 

"Patiently, Neng. If you give up now, and suddenly leave, Aunt instead fears your punishment will be aggravated."

Adam had already told everything about Dara to Bi Inah, so it was no wonder that the senior assistant in his Eye residence understood what was happening. 

The severity of Ken is common, especially among employees such as Bi Inah and Adam. It's not impossible that they breakfast the anger of Ken, if only to make mistakes at work. 

Ken is known to be very strict, meticulous and perfectionist. Especially the work business. "Young Master is fierce, don't be surprised." continued Bi Inah still stroking Dara's long hair. 

Dara got up and wiped away the tears that filled her face. "I don't care if he's fierce or ferocious, Bi. But what made me hurt and not accept, he looked at people at will and insulted as he pleased."

With a still-difficult voice, Dara tried to explain what had just happened. 

Both corners of Bi Inah's lips lifted. "From now on, you must be steel-hearted and have thick ears. Whatever the Young Master says, if it's not true to your circumstances, just think of it as the wind. Don't take it for a dizzy."

Dara's thin lips pursed, a sign she still disagreed. Basically she is a woman of taste, although notoriously strong and a little tomboyish. 

In fact, you could say, this is the first time Dara cried because of something outside the house. That was a sign that it hurt her heart so much. 

"Yes, Bi. Thanks, I gave advice. We just met." 

Without hesitation Dara hugged the middle-aged woman sitting beside her. 

"Sama-sama, you are reminiscent of Aunt's child. So Bibi was sad when Neng Dara cried. Don't cry anymore, there's Aunt Adam here. You can complain to us."

Dara nodded obediently without taking off the embrace. At least now Dara's heart feels calm, because there are good people in the magnificent house. 

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