The CEO's Beloved Caddy
Amateur Caddy

"Good morning, Mr. Kendrick," Sapa Robert welcomed permanent customers of KGRJ, and was the biggest donor in any club development and development.

Kendrick just nodded her head, her net busy staring at Dara, the strange girl she met in the middle of the road.

Feeling noticed Dara immediately lowered his head, he really cursed himself because he had cursed a big and famous boss like Kendrick Mahanta.

Now it is not Kendrick who is unlucky, but Dara himself who is unlucky because he has to be Kendrick's servant as long as the big boss is golfing.

During this time Dara only heard about young and successful businessmen like Kendrick, she had never seen his face let alone met in person.

Naturally, if the behavior of the man is arrogant and arrogant, he is a famous businessman. It certainly has something to be proud of.

"Include, this is Dara, the new caddy that will serve you during your play here. May it be deigned."

One thing Robert was afraid of, Kendrick didn't like Dara. Because Kendrick is the type of person who is so picky, even if only for the affairs of the waiter in his favorite sport.

Kendrick nodded back, "Adam! Give my bag to this new waiter!" He told the loyal driver to walk behind him.

"Good, Sir." The driver nodded obediently and immediately handed him a bag containing about five types of golf sticks.

The driver was wide-eyed when he found out the caddy or the hostess, was the woman who was poking in the street earlier.

Dara received the bag with a clumsy smile, he really felt embarrassed, because he was angry with a big boss who was even highly respected by Robert.

Though Robert is also a big boss category, but he is still far below Kendrick. Robert's previously tense face now turns sour when he finds out Kendrick doesn't protest much with his new caddy.

"Thank you, Mr. Robert. I'll go around the field before I play."

"All right, Mr. Kendrick." Robert nodded obediently. "So, please accompany your client and don't let him down." He whispered to Dara.

Dara smiled, she was currently feeling embarrassed as well as nervous. How will he support the person he is already angry with? especially just because of the problem of water.

"Y-yes, Om." Dara stuttered, she immediately followed her master who had already walked towards the row of buggy cars lined up neatly.

While Robert and Adam were away from the field area, clearly their goals were different. Robert would meet other clients who would play golf, while Adam was definitely waiting for his master to finish while enjoying coffee.

Ken prefers to play golf alone, unless there is an invitation to play together from his business partner, inevitably he plays rame-rames.

After putting the bag on the back, Dara walked over hesitantly. He was really nervous because he had not learned to drive a buggy car before.

Ken who was already sitting in the back seat, he began to be careless because he had to wait for a new caddy that was less deft.

"Do you just put the bag takes time and use the rhythm?" Ask Ken who was upset because Dara did not go up.

Dara gasped in shock, "Sorry Mister," Her Sahut then immediately sat at the wheel. He recalls Shyna's message, 'Come on Dara, just hit the gas and brake.' His mind is convincing.

But netra Dara was wide when she found a button that read F&R on the dashboard, then her hand accidentally touched a button near the seat that read tow & run.

Dara was getting nervous because she did not understand the purpose of all the buttons, cold sweat slowly began to come out all over her body.

Ken can't wait anymore, his time is wasted just waiting for an unprofessional caddy.

"You can actually bring a buggy car, right? Rich people are confused."

Dara was forced to look back and smile while shaking slowly.

The deg!

Instantly Dara felt insulted by Ken's words, he could not do anything about caddy, golf and the like. All he did was to earn money for his mother's treatment.

It was very desirable for Dara to answer all the insults, but Dara still thought about the recovery of her mother. 'Air, hold. For the sake of mother.' his mind back to strengthen itself.

"Udah down! Let me drive. Just trouble." Tell Ken who then exchanged positions with Dara.

Luckily Ken's mood is quite friendly, although Dara can't be relied upon as his servant, Dara's hypocritical face is more pleasing to the eye than senior caddies. That's why Ken keeps his Dara caddy.

"Sorry Lord." Said Dara nodding impassively, although inwardly wanted it to feel like Dara ruffled Ken's hair because it had insulted him, but he still tried to be fine.

"Notice the way I drive, so if I come again I won't be this driver!" Tell Ken how to ride a buggy car.

Dara nodded obediently, she noticed exactly which button was pressed. "Oh, so?" Mumbled understood.

"Don't ah-oh doang, watch carefully. Surprised me, I could even be training you like this. Didn't Robert try your skills before accepting?"

Just as Dara opened her mouth to answer, Ken had already spoken again. "Ah, yes. I forget, do you look the same capital seduction doang. " Further Ken who made Dara glare annoyed.

Throughout the field, they became the center of attention, especially the senior caddies.

"Eh, that's Mr Ken's new caddy?"

"What kind of pellet cake is he, can a client drive?"

"Whose son is he? I've just seen? I am looking forward to me too!"

Various discordant voices sounded as if making fun of Dara, but Dara tried to be ordinary and considered all the talk wind then.

This is what Dara does not like with work that only relies on looks, the action of fellow workers' elbow is clearly visible.

The cool air in the morning shifted Dara's anxiety, from the attitude of her seniors who did not like the presence of Dara. Plus the scenery on the side of the field is deliberately made to spoil the eyes.

Dara closed her eyes and spread her arms, making Ken who was unintentionally glancing at the rearview mirror a little amazed.

But not lasting, Ken immediately turned his eyes and stopped near the canteen.

"Make me coffee!" Ken's words surprised Dara.

Dara looked around, apparently already in the canteen area. "Bright sir." Follow her and come down immediately.

Dara rushed over and asked the senior where the kitchen was, after finding Dara's kitchen immediately making black coffee.

"This is Mr" said Dara, offering a steaming cup of black coffee.

Ken frowned as he received the glass, "You made me black coffee?" Ken's question sounds more of a blame. Seeing Dara nod slowly made him rub his face violently. "You think I'm grandpa? I drank white coffee!"

Dara was surprised and immediately grabbed back the glass, "Let me change, sir." But really shit, because in a hurry to grab it as a result of hot coffee spilled into Ken's pants.

"Gee! It's hot!" Ken's loud scream made all eyes on the two of them.

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