The CEO's Beloved Caddy
Drama at Sarah's Salon

"Down!"

Ken said firmly when he had stopped his car, right in front of a salon yahh quite large.

"Loh, sir, don't you want to play golf? Why is this at the salon?" asked Dara innocently.

The young CEO was massaging his forehead, really his new assistant was making him lose his temper. Ken also blows rough.

"You think I'm gonna put you in such a bad state, huh?"

Deg

Again and again the insults after the insults Dara got from Ken's mouth easily. The girl wearing the white dress was stunned. Her net started to glaze over, but she tried to hold back from crying.

Seeing Dara who was even dumbfounded made Ken even more fierce. He came down with a little emotion.

The jebred!

Dara gasped in shock when she heard Ken shut the car door so hard. The door next to Dara was open. Without warning Ken pulled Dara's hand just like that to get out of the car.

"Sir, what's wrong?" ask Dara confused.

But unfortunately Ken did not answer, instead continued to pull Dara out of the car.

"Aw, sick."

Dara was complaining of pain because Ken pulled her hard enough. Again, Dara's complaint was not ignored by the young CEO. Ken keeps dragging Dara into the salon.

Brak!

All the salon residents who happened to be there were only employees jolted in shock, seeing Ken open the door and close it hard.

"Young Tuna? Can we help you?" asked one of the women who was wearing a maroon red blouse, judging by its appearance it seemed like she was the owner of the salon.

"The look on his face is as good as it can be, what a shame!"

Ken pushed Dara towards the woman, lucky that woman was swiftly holding Dara's body, otherwise they would both fall together.

"Ba-good, Sir. Please wait in the waiting room."

The salon employees looked frightened to see Ken who was angry. Although this is the first time Ken entered the salon, but everyone knows who Ken is.

It is an honor for them to be visited by a young CEO who is famous for being rich and handsome. But apes for them, because Ken comes in a state of heightened emotion.

One of the employees drove Ken to the waiting room, one of the facilities for the waiter was cold drinks and camila, there was also a television to watch or a magazine to read so as not to get bored.

"Please, sir." said the salon employee very carefully.

Ken only nodded, the burly man gushed violently and threw his body onto the sofa. "Leave me alone!" he said while expelling the salon employees.

Without further ado the employee nodded obediently and immediately left the waiting room.

Meanwhile in the dressing room, Dara was already sitting in front of the mirror and was ready for execution.

The woman wearing the maroon blouse was staring intensely at Dara, from top to bottom and then back up again.

"Are you ready, Mr Ken? We've never heard of him having a woman." His tone of questioning sounded cynical, as if he did not like if Dara was Ken's lover.

"Huh? Nonsense. I'm just his assistant. More precisely the caddy who is being punished becomes his assistant without being paid."

Ahahahaha!

Hearing Dara's explanation, made the salon owner laugh. Now her expression was quite friendly after knowing Dara was just a slave to the Young Master whom she admired so much.

"Take him!" he told the two officers who had been standing behind him. The woman walked to the waiting room.

The servants could only nod obediently, as it was already their duty. One takes care of Dara's hair, and the other takes care of Dara's face.

Hearing Dara a caddy, salon employees already know what they should do on the face that is actually already natural beauty.

In the waiting room, Ken was changing television channels to remove his boss, not to forget a glass of cold mango juice was enough to dampen his emotions.

"Hello, Mister. It is an honor for us to have this young CEO who has been successful all over the world" said the woman who wears a maroon blouse. Not to forget the woman reached out as a sign of introduction.

"Oh, you can." said Ken briefly, he also welcomed the helping hand.

"I'm Sarah, the owner of this salon. Can I have your business card or phone number? So if you visit again later, we can prepare a better service."

Ken squinted, from the look of Sarah's eyes it was clear the woman wanted it so much. He knew very well that the reason for asking for the number was only mode, because Sarah actually wanted to get a phone number in order to contact him.

"Oh, thank you, Mrs Sarah. But I'm not the kind of guy. I'll only visit the place once."

Plaque!

Ken's answer was enough to slap Sarah. His face instantly crimson withstanding the anger and shame that merged into one.

"Oh, like fine. Then I will accompany you waiting here."

It turns out that despite being rejected outright, Sarah still has a way to get close to Ken. Unfortunately it was the opposite of the CEO because it was replaced by aunts.

Yes, from the appearance alone it is clear if Sarah is a woman who has been married and has children. The face may be thickly polished, but age cannot lie.

Netra Ken glanced back and forth, looking for busyness so as not to be disturbed by Sarah. "Please speed up the work of your men, if you can intervene. Because I'm in a big hurry."

Sarah pursed her lips, as it turned out that her intentions were not well received by Ken. "But Sir…

Ken raised his hand a sign he didn't want to hear any more explanations, to him time was money. Sarah also blows rough, forced to go see the work of her employees.

Fifteen minutes passed and Dara was done in the makeover. Just wearing a flawless make-up alone was enough to make her unrecognizable.

"Mr Ken, it's done!" sarah walked towards the waiting room.

Getting a rejection from the CEO he admired, really made him hurt to lazy face to face. Hearing this, Ken rushed out.

Ken's step stopped when he saw Dara was already very different from usual. Well-favoured. It's so pretty. Dara who had never preened before made her look really manglingi.

Plus the dimples and gingsulnya teeth that add sweet when the girl smiles.

"Geez, that's so pretty, Mba. I'm rich in advertising models alone." praise one of the employees who do not believe the results of his work is as good as that after being applied on Dara's face.

"Huh, just ordinary. Still looking forward to me." sambar Sarah crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Seeing the atmosphere that was increasingly not conducive, Ken immediately headed to the cashier to pay and then went back in to bring Dara.

"Thank you for the service. Excuse me." he concluded, pulling Dara's hand.

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