The CEO's Beloved Caddy
The 'Princess Hour'

"I…

Dara paused her words, many times the level-bodied girl sighed. His brain was busy thinking that the move he took was appropriate and not rash.

"Whoever isn't ready, I have to be ready, right? Now my priority can only be to survive with Mom. There's no way I'm being idle, Na."

The girl named Shyna nodded in agreement. He also supports his best friend to try his luck in the world of percaddyan. The only daughter of the KGRJ owner immediately took care of Dara's preparations to return to work.

However, Dara must still follow the existing rules. He returned to training because he had previously been out in training.

After the arrival of Shyna with her father to the house, now there are no more journalists who back and forth disturb the lives of Dara and her mother. The neighbors began to get used to it, no longer gossiping about Dara and her mother's life anymore.

"Well, are you sure you're gonna take this job again? I can still help you sell, find a more comfortable one."

Ms. Nisa asked while standing and in front of the door, looking at her child who was preening in front of the mirror. Now Dara is no longer a tomboyish girl who likes to look like it. He slightly improved his appearance to look completely female. Especially when it will work as it is now.

"Mom, this is a job that Dara wants to conquer. I want to prove to those who underestimate me. Mother take it easy, I will not repeat the same mistake" said Dara as she stared at her mother's reflection in the mirror.

The middle-aged woman wearing a negligee with an arabian model could only sigh. "Yes if that's your will. I can only hope you're okay."

Since long ago, Dara's decision to do something can never be contested. A little stubborn indeed, but that's what Dara the only child would want.

Thirty minutes passed, Dara had arrived at KGRJ by riding an ojek. He did not want the incident to happen again. The long-haired girl also had the sense that her uniform was not visible, namely Dara wore a jacket and trousers first, then after arriving at work, she took it off in the dressing room.

It seemed like everything was going safely, there was no tragedy of any kind on the highway. Arrive at work on time.

It's just that the response of the caddy colleagues is mostly less friendly once know Dars back to their circle. It was clearly visible from the eyes of the unfriendly seniors.

"Hi Dara, how come you're back as a caddy again anyway? Isn't she already the princess at Mr Ken's house?"

"You forgot, she's princess hour."

Hahaha

Dara was silent when asked and ridiculed by the seniors. He remains focused on making appearances. Why is he angry? After all that is said to be true, Dara only became a princess for a moment at Ken's residence. After that he was again dropped as hard as possible by the fact that Ken had married.

"Excuse me, I have to be ready to welcome clients" Dara said as she passed the clustered seniors.

They seemed annoyed because the ridicule that was thrown did not shake Dara at all. Dara is not the old one, who will be inferior and shrivelled when cornered.

The eldest daughter of Bu Nisa already has the mental steel to dabble in the world of percaddyan. Living with Ken long enough, makes Dara know the various characters of people and how to deal with it.

Sure enough, even though it's Dara's first day back as a Caddy, she can work just fine. The first client he served was comfortable and satisfied with Dara's service. Nothing ever made the client angry again.

"Thank you, Miss. Tomorrow I will come again and I hope you serve me again" said the client while giving a tip.

Now the white girl was calmer from going through something without a burden. You could even say Dara already loves her job.

"Thank you again, sir," said Dara, bowing her head.

It turns out that the world of caddies is not as bad as most people say. They were too ordinary and only looked at one side. Actually, if you have entered and treated the client well, then the results obtained will be good too.

Dara drove the client to the driver's pick-up place. It just so happened that there was Robert who was talking to other clients.

"Robert, this is the new kid?" ask the client while pointing at Dara.

Just contact Dara rounded the net, usually if the client asks so, there is something wrong in the service. But he felt no mistake was made.

Mr. Robert glanced at Dara for a moment, then looked back at Mr. Jericho, Kendrick's new VVIP client.

"Y-yeah, Mister. Did my officer make a mistake? Or make you uncomfortable?"

Given Dara's first impression when entering the KGRJ used to make a furore, even making one of the VVIP guests, Kendrick, angry to cause Dara to get a punishment, of course there is a sense of concern for the owner of the club.

'Campus me! Auto fired you, Ra, if you make Mr.Jericho uncomfortable, Dara's inner self-cursed.

"Oh, no. I am happy to be served by what is his name? Dara, yes, Dara," said Mr.Jericho while reading the sign in Dara's uniform.

Hearing Dara's name called, making one of the clients who was chatting turned their head quickly. The man's net was perfectly rounded and his manic stared straight at Dara and also Mr. Jerichos.

Dara sighed, apparently Mr.Jericho just wanted to convey satisfaction and praise him during his service. The brown-haired man even asked Dara to be a special caddy for him.

"Wait!"

The three humans who were talking turned their heads towards the source of the voice. The man who stopped the chatter walked over with a sharp look at Dara and also Mr. Robert.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jericho, but actually this Dara is the Caddy Mr. Robert has prepared for me. Isn't that so, Mr Robert?"

Dara knitted her two eyebrows. His chest rose and fell withstanding the increasingly agonizing turmoil. While Mr. Robert could only scratch his head because he was confused what to answer. Both are VVIP clients and subscriptions. The difference is Kendrick is an old client, and Mr.Jericho is a new client.

"Loh, how's this Mr Robert? If he had been specially prepared for her, it shouldn't have served me."

"Mmm.calm down, I ask for everything to calm down a bit. There seems to be this misunderstanding" said Mr. Robert trying to melt the atmosphere.

Dara was just scratching her head while occasionally staring at the two clients who were seizing it in turn. He looked at the boss for an opinion.

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