Chapter 6

Yassmin's POV

Yassmin walked to the exit of the Mall first. Harry was behind her. They didn't talk as they walked to the parking lot. She strolled directly to the part where she parked her car.

When she got close to the car, she immediately sounded it to check if it's hers and opened the back of it. Then looked at Harry to get get the paper bags with him.

"Here's my car, thank you,"

"No problem. So, you like black?" He asked, but the sight was in her car.

"No." Yassmin shook her head. "I love black. How about you, where did you park your car?" she asked him.

"Actually, that's my car next to yours," he answered, then pointed to his car.

Yassmin looked at the car he was pointing about, then nodded.

"Oh, all right, I'll go first," she exclaimed later.

"Wait, where do you live?" he sought.

"In Belle Heir Village," Yassmin replied from the inside of the car.

"Really? I live there too," he surprisedly exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'll go ahead, bye," she said, then started the car's engine.

Harry pulled over to his car as she started her car. Yassmin blew the horn before finally leaving.

Yassmin was driving fast because it's already afternoon, and she wants to rest as well. She will still wash the clothes she just bought for tomorrow and Manang will just iron them. Just a few minutes later, she was home already.

She entered the gate, and then properly parked in their garage. Then grabbed her bag and got off, then went to the back of her car. She picked up the paper bags and enter the house.

Yassmin caught up with her Mom and Manang Ester in the living room. She greeted them and said goodbye and went upstairs. She put the paper bags on the sofa, then dropped her body on the bed.

It was dark outside when she woke up. Yassmin didn't realize that she had fallen asleep. She looked at her wall clock. It was eight o'clock. She arrived at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"I slept that long?" she thought.

Yassmin just rested for a while, then stood up and took a shower. She only wore a robe, then she went down to eat. Yassmin's Mom and Manang Ester were already asleep, so she ate alone.

They are really like that. They don't wake her up when she's asleep because they know she doesn't want to be disturbed.

After washing the dishes, she went up again carrying a tray of wine, crushed ice, and a wine goblet. Went into the room and placed the tray on the mini table. Then adjusted her robe and then poured wine into the goblet filled with ice.

She went out on the veranda, then looked up at the moon. Sip wine from the goblet and then turn away from the grills that serve as a veranda barrier. Yassmin placed her two elbows there, then sighed while staring at her glass. She turned to the veranda beside hers and was so shocked when she saw a familiar face of a man.

Harry…

Unexpectedly, who would have thought that they were just too close to each other?

"What a funny coincidence," she thought.

Harry's POV

He opened the glass door of his office and placed the briefcase he had been carrying on his desk. Then went out to ask Jane if Mang Canor had arrived.

Mang Canor is their janitor. He also takes care of the incoming equipment in the office. Harry went to Jane's table.

"Good morning Sir," Jane greeted him cheerfully. He nodded, then greeted her back.

"Good morning, Jane. I would just like to ask if Mang Canor has arrived yet?" he asked Jane while looking at the employees who just came.

"Yes Sir, he's already in his place," she replied while pointing toward Mang Canor's place.

Harry made another room for Mang Canor as a place for him to rest when he has nothing to do so that he didn't get too tired. He's also old but still really reliable for working. He like Mang Canor and his dedication as well.

He knocked on his door and then greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Mang Canor. I would just like to ask if the office table set I ordered has arrived?" he sought to him politely.

"Good morning, Sir it came earlier. The morning I arrived, it was already at Ms. Aimy's old place." Mang Canor said while slightly hesitant when he mentioned Aimy's name.

Harry ignored it, then smiled.

"Is Jason already here, I would like to ask him to transfer it to my office?" Harry asked.

The Jason he's referring to is Mang Canor’s nephew, who also works at his company.

"Oh my, he can't come to work because he was sick since yesterday." Mang Canor replied.

"Is that so?" Harry said while nodding his head.

"I'll take care of it, Sir. That's easy. I can do that," Mang Canor suddenly exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Mang Canor, I'll do it myself just stay here at taking a rest,"

Harry tapped him on the arm and then moved toward Aimy's former place. Upon entering, he immediately saw the table set. He pulled it into his office.

It's not a big deal since his office is just nearby. He placed it at the far end of his office. In the middle part, which is just opposite his table. Then sat down in his swivel chair.

Yassmin arrived at exactly seven o'clock. She knocked first before entering his office.

"Good morning Sir," she smiled and greeted him as well.

"Good morning, Yassmin," he greeted his secretary back.

"Where is my place, Sir?" she asked immediately.

"That's your seat," he said while pointing to the seat he had arranged earlier.

She turned to what he was pointing at and looked back at him.

"There, sir? Why?" she asked him. The confusion is obvious in her face.

"You don't like noisy crowd, right? So, I put your table here because it's quiet here in my office. And also, so that I can easily give you what I need you to do." Harry explained.

Yassmin nodded. "Okay, sir. I'm going to my place, thank you," she stated, then walked there.

Harry smiled as he watched her. The day passed with little being done in the office. He looked at the watch on his arm, it's 7:00 pm already. His employees are definitely at home for now. Their company closes at six o'clock. He finished the paperwork for tomorrow, so he took a while.

Harry looked at Yassmin's place, but it shocked him she was still there. He approached her place and then saw that she was asleep. Harry also saw that the papers he had asked her to do are done and organized in order.

Harry didn't realize that he was staring at her face. Her face is gentle, but it looks gentler when asleep. She's like a sleeping angel.

Harry smiled in amusement. How can she makes him smile this easily?