The Exchanged Bride
Taxi Driver

That morning Haira was having breakfast with Aiden.

"Hmm your cooking development is getting better" Aiden praised.

"really? Thank you," said Haira.

"Oh yeah, I'll be home late. I'll have Dean pick you up" Aiden said, scooping food in his mouth.

"What's? Why must he? No I don't want to. Who is he anyway? Is he your errand boy?" Haira scrunched her forehead.

'Yes he's my errand boy who wants to do whatever I ask, you know!' Inner Aiden.

"He's all I trust. He wants to do what I tell him to do because he still has a lot of debt to me" Aiden said.

"But I don't want him to pick me up. I'm your wife. Why would he pick someone else's wife up?" haira Protest.

"Oh yeah? Wife? Have you done all your duties as a wife?" Aiden smiled mischievously.

Haira looked nervous. "Y-yes but I'm your wife. Where's our wedding book? It says it's clear that I'm your wife. Uh, why hasn't you ever shown me our wedding book since marriage? I don't even know your full name and the name of my second in-laws."

"I keep it in a safe place" said Aiden.

"Oh yeah? Whereabouts? In safes? Is there a safe here?" asked Haira while wailing around looking for a wall painting that usually has a safe behind the painting according to the story in the soap opera.

"No, there's a better place." Aiden smiled as he remembered something.

The Flashback

"Dean!! Keep this marriage book. Take care of it like you're guarding the world's most expensive diamond. If it ever leaks to the public or goes missing, I'll send you to the north pole to raise polar bears" Aiden threatened.

"Okay sir" Dean said. 'Do I have to keep him on Mars?' His inner.

"You know, when Haira's signing didn't really care about my name. But if one day he was curious, then the marriage book he could not find. If he finds out my real name, let alone the names of my father and mother. Finish already. You'll be finished too!" Aiden pointed at Dean's face.

"Okay sir, I will keep it with all my soul" Dean said firmly.

Flashback Off

"Ah come, Aiden let me take a taxi online only," said Haira.

"Don't joke. You have to go home with Dean" said Aiden.

"I don't want to heat up with him on the bike" said Haira.

"Who said ride a bike? Dean was a regular taxi driver" Aiden explained.

"Oh get in the car? Say dong from earlier. So I don't have to imagine riding a motorcycle with him. I don't want to ride a motorcycle with anyone but you" Haira said.

"Why?" ask Aiden.

"Because I'm comfortable riding the bike with you. Just tell me, I first got on the bike with you. So next I'll just get used to riding a bike with you" Haira explained.

Aiden smiled at Haira's words.

"Yes, let's go" said Aiden, ending their conversation.

Haira nodded. He also sat in the bonbar of the motor when Aiden was ready to advance the motorbike.

Arriving at the office, Haira was warmly welcomed by her friends. Haira was astonished by the hospitality of all her friends. "What's this?" ask her wonder.

"Haira's? Do you know Dean, your husband's friend?" ask Vita impatiently.

"Why are you suddenly asking? Where do you know him from?" ask Haira wonder.

"Me, Hera and Lena met him at your wedding. Oh, my God, he's so handsome. Which country is he from? Does she have a boyfriend? What's his job? Director? The manager?"

"Are you sure you like it?" tanya Haira wanted to convince.

"He's very handsome. Her face deserves to be a model or a director doesn't." Vita looks sumringah. Can't wait to hear about Dean.

"Emmm, just like this. If you want to know what his job is. Wait until the hours of work. You can also see it later," explained Haira.

"Yeahaaa? Really true?"

Haira's three friends looked excited.

'Look till Dean picks me up. Are you going to keep liking her?' Inner Haira.

They immediately went into the office and started their work.

Meanwhile...

"Dean, make sure all the guards follow you remotely. I told them that today you picked up Haira" Aiden said in his office.

'If you've said it why tell me to confirm it again? Do you think they dare to go against your orders. After all, all this time they will follow you and young lady everywhere. If you split up then they will also know what to do?' Inner Dean.

"Okay, sir," Dean replied firmly.

"Now, go to work. I've arranged for the taxi you're driving. If there is nothing as important as this, I also do not want to bother to this room and wear a disguise. Do you have any idea how hard it is to wear a mask during a meeting with a client?"

'Hahaha, you ask me? Of course I know. I wear it more often when I replace you. Very funny sir. Ah never mind' Inner Dean.

Dean lowered his head saluted and left the room. He got out of the secret elevator in the room. The elevator will take them to the basement. When they got there, they came out through a door that was like a wall, so that no one would know that it was a door.

****

Hours of work came.

Haira hastened outside.

"Haira wait!!" yell out Haira's friends. It seems they can't wait to see Dean. Wait till they see the car Dean's carrying.

After arriving at the ground floor, Haira stopped in front of the exit. Not long after, a blue taxi came before him.

"Where's Haira Dean?" ask Vita who thinks Haira will go straight home without meeting them with Dean.

"You will see soon" said Haira.

The front door of the car opened and Dean came out in his driver's uniform.

Vita, Hera and Lena widened their eyes with gaping mouths when they saw that Dean was a taxi driver.

"Come on, Haira," asked Dean.

Haira nodded and got into the car. The car drove away leaving Haira's three friends who were still gaping to see a bule man who turned out to be a taxi driver.

"Is he really Dean?" Vitas.

"Why is it when he's a driver that he's still good looking?" Hera.

"Why does he have to be a taxi driver?" Lena's.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, nooooooooooo!!" They screamed together. Why when someone handsome his job must be a taxi driver? Why not just the manager.

While on the road Haira continues to be confused considering the expressions of her friends earlier.

'Why is she smiling to herself? Is he crazy?' Inner Dean.