The CEO's Beloved Caddy
The Other Side of Kendrick

"Yes.Yes, the Young Master had never been as attentive as his employees. Even to hire people to take care of family members. That's something that never happened in the history of Kendrick Mahanta, Ra."

Mira repeatedly assures that what Ken has done to her has exceeded the attention of a boss to his employees, but there is another side that Mira herself is not sure of. 

But unfortunately Dara disagrees, for him Ken just doesn't want him to run away from responsibility. "Ah, Chef Mira. uh, he means Mba Mira overthinking. He just didn't want me to run away, 'cause I broke his favorite golf stick."

The woman wearing the white t-shirt was just smiling and shaking her head. Things damage the beloved goods of the employer, not only Dara who suffered. 

Even Mira herself had broken the urn of the grandmother's relics, but Ken only cut the salary for a month. Though the price of the urn if redeemed, Mira's salary for two years is still not paid off. 

This fix is indeed because there is something, whether realized or not. It is evident from Ken's gaze on Dara which has an implied meaning, although Ken himself looks to try to cover it up. 

"Yes, maybe because of that" concluded Mira did not want to argue. 

Mira has no right to interfere in the affairs of others. His job is only work, as long as his work is good, wages are good, fine. 

"Have discussions?"

Ken's question surprised him the woman who was still cool talking on the sofa, especially Ken also entered without warning. Just play nyelonong. 

"U-already, sir." said Dara and Mira compactly. 

"Then we go home now." Netra Ken stared straight at Dara, it was clear and certain if the invitation was for the white girl. 

"Your work starts now, Mir." added Ken. 

The woman named Mira nodded obediently. While Dara drew closer to the sickly bed, it was seen that the mother was resting so soundly and comfortably. It was heartless if he woke up just to say goodbye. 

Finally Dara only kissed Bu Nisa's forehead very gently, while rubbing the hair that is partly white with a soft. "Chealing soon, yes, ma'am. Dara left first." she whispered, and then she actually left. 

"Titip my mother yes, Mba." said Dara when she was on the doorstep. 

"definitely. You take it easy, your mother will be safe with me."

Mira knows very well what it's like to be in Dara's position. If time can be repeated, Mira also wanted to always take care of her mother. But there was no other choice at the time, until Mira continued to work when her mother was very ill. 

Mira's goal is clearly to work to earn money, in order to bring her mother to treatment. But alas, Mira's fate is not as lucky as Dara's at the moment. He had to lose his mother because he was late to the hospital. 

The female Netra who always looked strong and tough was teary, but she was as much as possible to hold back from crying in front of Dara and Ken. The wounds and suffering were enough that he felt. 

"His drama?" chirped Ken. 

Dara rolled her eyes lazily, it was obvious she was sad about having to leave her sick mother. Even the drama. That's real woy. 

During his walk to the parking lot, Ken accidentally walks beside Dara. In addition to making sure Dara does not return to his mother's nursery, Ken is also still disturbed by the views of the men who passed by there. Because it secretly steals the view of Dara's sexy body. 

Given that, Ken deliberately stopped by first to his subscription sports store. He can't wait anymore, even though his golf schedule is still one week away. 

"Wait here. I need a minute." said Ken flatly, then got out of the car. 

As usual, Dara did not have to answer. He just simply nodded or shook his head, if an important question requires an answer, only then did the long-haired girl make a sound. 

"Sports shop? Is Young Master willing to buy a new golf club? Duh, so not good." Monologue Dara while circulating views on the sports store that looks quite large. 

Fifteen minutes later Ken returned with a cream tote bag. Dara's forehead frowned in surprise because Ken out of the store did not bring golf sticks or other sports equipment. 

Once in the car, Ken also immediately put the totebag in the back seat. Dara did not have the courage to ask. Later people will think kepo and like to interfere. 

"Could I buy just one?" tegur Ken who made Dara look. 

"Master would?"

"How much is the other?"

"Five thousand om per bottle." A child selling this drink. 

"I bought everything."

Ken spoke without facing Dara or the child. He immediately took the red sheet money. 

"Awhile, Om. I'll take the change."

" No need, just make you change."

"Well, seriously, Om? Thank you very much, Om. Thank you very much, Brother."

This time Ken had to look over because of the call. He had not protested, the red light in front had changed to green. Until finally Ken was forced to drive forward his car, before the vehicle behind each other honked. 

"What am I so old?" chirped Ken. 

Dara who was focusing on the view outside the window also turned her head. He was half thinking. "Not really m, sir. Why?"

"Why did the boy call me, Om? While you call him brother."

Ck. Dara was stunned as it turned out that a Ken could take issue with such a trivial call. "Mmm..maybe because I called you Mr."

"Then from now on you don't call me, sir."

Many times Dara rubbed his net. "Who should I call you then?"

"Yes whatever, want Brother, Mas, the point is don't call that makes me look old."

"Well, sir. uh, I mean well, Mas Kendrick." 

Dara closed her eyes when she mentioned Ken's name with a nickname, Mas. It feels weird, and it sounds intimate. 

Kendrick chuckles at hearing Dara call him that. It's a little funny, but he'd rather be called that. Rather than being called, sir. 

For the first time they talked outside of work chats. Dara can only feel, actually Ken is a warm person. It's just that the man always covered the trait with a cold look. He is famous as a cold man. 

Upon arriving home, Ken picked up one of the bottles and downed it. Dara until the head gurgles saw it. 

Not long after, Ken held his head. Suddenly everything in front of him seemed to be circling. 

"Sshhhh.. Ouch.. my head.." cried Ken in pain. 

"Master? Uh, that's Mas Kendrick? You're not papa?"

Dara panics because Ken is suddenly like that, but previously Ken was fine. 

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