The Struggle of Love Arsyad
Chapters. 29

"You shut up and follow me, what's with the clothes you're wearing anyway? I'm not at all concerned about your dress for me the most important polite than the woman there is beautiful, elegant and luxurious but very sexy and destructive and disturbing comfort," grunts Arsyad while pointing towards a group of women who dress less material.

"I think we're going straight home, sir,"

"You don't have to ask a lot of questions or protest just follow wherever I go and just obey and obey" Arsyad said.

"But, my brother is still in work clothes, where might I go to the Mall wearing clothes like this," Priska refused.

"It is also true what Mr. Arsyad said, why should be inferior and embarrassed anyways, my own clothes are not loans or stolen," he murmured Priska.

Priska then immediately shut his mouth because he did not want to make his boss angry so he would not want to just be silent and according to whatever done by Arsyad the owner of the company where he worked.

Until their footsteps were at the door of a clothing store that was quite large, luxurious and of course the clothes sold in the store were very expensive and branded goods.

"Welcome Mister and Mother," said one of the store employees who glanced at Priska with a sneering look.

"There are still many Ma'am, please choose the most suitable work clothes for him" Arsyad ordered.

The shopkeeper stared intensely at Priska and looked back at her with one eye.

"Mbak is with me" he said.

"Remember the very expensive and the nicest clothes that your store has," he ordered Arsyad as he walked towards a special chair for visitors.

"Oh Allah, this woman was lucky enough to be chosen for very expensive clothes, but what man could and could afford to pay for it because of the appearance and appearance of only a poor man who was doubtful," the granddaughter of the shopkeeper who had served them since.

Arsyad who heard the scornful words of some of the shopkeepers intended for him and specifically for Priska immediately contacted the manager of the store. He secretly sent a chat to the store in charge.

Arsyad smiled at Priska's behavior of choosing some clothes according to her taste. The shopkeeper was astonished by Priska's choice.

"You're smart to also choose the best quality clothes and the price is quite expensive, but what the man sitting in the corner can afford to pay for everything" she said.

"Hey, stop don't talk like that whoever the buyers who come here we have to treat them kindly and kindly, don't look at the clothes they wear," said Diah her co-worker Bia who also helped Priska to choose clothes.

A man who had just come walking in a hurry after getting a short message into his phone from the owner of the Mall. He immediately came in a hurry because, did not want to make the Mall owner angry with his attitude that came too late.

"Good afternoon and welcome, Young Master Arsyad, to our humble shop" said the man, who is in charge of all of the shops.

"Thank you very much for the speech Mr. Firman, no need to be welcomed like this as well sir, just relax just I don't like the performance of some store maids here," said Arsyad who is still sitting with his right leg above his thigh while playing the phone.

The store is quite expensive so only people from the jetset alone can afford to shop at the store.

"I mean Sir?" Ask Mr. Word who began to fear and do not understand what happened there.

Arshad turned his attention towards Priska and the two servants who served him.

"Bia! What the hell is going on here? Why did some clothes fall on the floor?"

"I'm sorry sir I want this shirt, but he said I'm not entitled to wear it because I'm just an officer girl," lamented Priska who deliberately peppered his words because it was caught off guard and didongkol face the attitude of the shopkeeper.

"What!! How do you know who our guest you alluded to ha!!" The impact of Mr. Word who was standing in front of him Bia directly.

Bia and Diah Sari who heard the screams of Mr. Word their superiors were very shocked and afraid to make the slightest mistake.

"The woman you despised was a friend of the man who sat there" said Firman.

"Keep with it Boss?" Ask Biah who does not feel guilty at all.

"Pardon you open your eyes wide, the man and woman you despise and despise are the owners of the place where you are now standing and looking for a bite of rice!" Firman.

Everyone who witnessed the incident was quite surprised to hear the words from the mouth of the Word.

"What! Hahaha, it is impossible sir, where the poor man and poor girl are the owners of this big Mall, I strongly do not believe," Biah snorted.

Arsyad smiled trivial and condescendingly at the woman who did nothing wrong by deliberately beating the wrong target war drums. Priska just smiled in response to the words of Biah who was unconscious with his own words.

Some people dressed in black with the same clothes swarmed into the store.

"Sorry Young Master Arsyad Shafiyyur Rahmany Jordan!" He said a man of stature and stature, bowing his body before Arshad.

Arsyad stood up from his seat and walked towards Biah who was Priska who was just speechless with her smile that always adorned her beautiful face.

"Mike, please clean up and clean up the person whose character is like him in my Mall, I don't want to get complaints like this again in the future!" Arshad's orders are firm and cannot be denied by anyone.

"Your Young Master,"

They immediately moved to pull Biah and Diah's hands together.

"Please my Miss is not guilty at all, this is all just a misunderstanding, I still want to work, my mom and son want to eat what if I get fired," he lamented Biah.

"Stop! Don't take the woman wearing the hijab, she has nothing wrong, only that woman you should get rid of!" Read Priska who walked towards some of Arsyad's bodyguards.

Arsyad smiled faintly at Priska's attitude which slowly began to show her character as before. A great Miss is the richest rice prince in her village who since childhood lived affectionately from both her parents and her brother.

"Follow his orders from now on, whatever is said, desired by Priska Octaviani Jordan you who are in this room must carry out his orders without hesitation and a lot of thought" he said Arsyad.

"Well Young Master, whatever we do if tomorrow Miss Priska comes again to visit later," added Mr. Firman who can breathe a sigh of relief because he did not get a special anger aimed at him.

"You, Diah I picked you up as a marketing manager at this store and please pack all the clothes my fiance had touched,"

Arsyad immediately left the room and walked out followed by some of his men.

"Fiancee!" Beonya Priska with her eyes glaring so unreliable with the reality.