11. DA Boutique

It's been 5 days since Calista fell in the bathroom, it's been 5 days since she and her masked husband took a break from having sex. Whether it's due to coincidence or what, Calista's 5 days off is actually getting her monthly period.

Calista had finished her breakfast and now she was on the terrace enjoying the flowers that were blooming beautifully. Andrew came with a unique folder with the logo of the Anderson Group company.

"What's this?" Asked Calista looking at the folder on the table.

"Mr. Darren asked you to work for his company as a private secretary," Andrew replied.

"WHAT???" Calista was surprised not playing. However, this is also an opportunity for Calista to see her husband's face more clearly.

"What is it? Would you refuse to work as Mr. Darren's secretary?" Andrew asked again.

"No… it's not like that, it's just that, I don't have any experience as a secretary. My last experience working was as an office girl." Callista said quietly.

Andrew smiled faintly at that. "Don't worry, there will be people to help in the first week of work. But then you have to be able to do it yourself." Andrew replied.

"And, one more thing... Mr. Darren asked to keep your status as husband and wife a secret. Only the Anderson family knows, all of his employees and friends must not know." Andrew continued again.

"If I have to hide my status, if later.... someone likes me and 'shoots' me, how about it? I'm still single outside." Calista replied, grinning sarcastically.

"Hahaha, please madam if you want to mess with Mr. Anderson. As I recall, the last time anyone who dared to anger him had ended up in the morgue." Andrew replied with a big smile.

Calista tilted her lips and laughed very briefly, "Ha!"

"When do I start work? Oh yeah, I don't have a work uniform." Answer Calista again.

"Today you will go shopping at one of the boutiques owned by Mr. Anderson's mother. The madam herself will choose the uniform for you." Andrew said.

"Oh? Hmm… well then." Calista is going to meet her mother-in-law. Her husband was not the old, handicapped man once advertised. On the other hand, her husband is someone who has a muscular body, broad chest, and above-average height. Even though she hasn't seen his face. Calista knew it when the man lay right on top of her that night. Calista's body length was only a little more than the man's chest. Calista's mother-in-law estimates her age to be in her 50-60s.

Calista is getting ready to go to the boutique accompanied by a female assistant and a special personal driver who stands by at home to serve Calista anywhere. The journey from the house to the boutique does not take long, only half an hour, and the car has arrived at an elegant boutique that looks luxurious from the outside. Above the door and on the front window are the words DA HOUSE in a squiggly font. Calista got out of the car after the driver opened the rear passenger door. Not because Calista wanted to open the door but Calista was still silent, hesitant to go out to meet her mother-in-law whom she had not met at all since her marriage.

Calista, who wore pencil-style jeans with a blue shirt, made it stand out in contrast to her skin color, which was never exposed to the sun because she always left for work early in the morning and came home at night. Calista established herself to enter the boutique. As soon as the door was opened, there was a woman who opened the door and asked what Calista needed to come to the boutique.

"We would like to see Mrs. Sara Anderson." Hera, representing Calista, answered the female receptionist's question.

"Do you guys have an appointment?" She asked again.

"Just say, Miss Calista has come," Hera replied.

"Oh okay. Please wait a moment." The woman dialed three numbers and dialed another friend. "Soon my friend will come to pick you up. Please have a seat." The woman said again.

"We'll just wait here. Thank you." This time it was Calista who answered.

Just a few seconds later, a woman dressed in an all-black uniform with a black skirt and hair in a bun, came rushing down the stairs from the second floor. She asks Calista to come with her. Meanwhile, Hera waited in the receptionist's waiting room.

"Calista, hey how are you dear? Let's get closer. I want to take a closer look at you." Mami Sara welcomed Calista's arrival with joy. Calista turned back and forth. "Your posture is good, slim, and your skin is soft like a baby, hehe. But honey...." Mami Sara furrowed her brows. "Your appearance is worrying." Mami smiled broadly and took Calista's arm to enter her office alone. "Ann, bring us a cold drink and two orange juice huh. Thank you." Said the boutique owner who, even though he is in his 50s, is still beautiful and fresh.

Mami Sara closed the door tightly.

"Dear Calista, I'm sorry I can't reveal your status in front of everyone. Because according to an agreement between me and Darren, he wants to get married as long as the public doesn't know about it. I am sorry, dear. From your face and appearance, I'm sure you're a good girl." Said Sara's mother at length.

"No problem, Mom, I also don't want my status to be widely spread but end up being a widow for no more than 3 years," Calista muttered in her heart.

"Yes mom, Calista also thanks mommy for accepting me as I am." Answer Calista in a friendly and polite manner.

"Mami hopes Darren can change and become sane after his girlfriend left him and married you." Sara snorted when she remembered his daughter's boyfriend, Britney, who only used Darren. Any advice given by her mother and father did not work at all.

"Abandoned to marry? Darren has a girlfriend mom?" Calling mommy to Sara, Calista has been brave since Sara called her this morning and called mom if no one was around.

"Yes, Darren was left when he was still in love with Britney. By the way, his ex-girlfriend's name is Britney." Sarah answered again.

Knock knock ...

"Have a drink, ma'am. Please. Excuse me." A waiter brings drinks for Calista and Sara.

"Thank you, Ann. Please if there is a guest for me, just say I still have an important guest. Okay?" Sara said in a friendly manner to all her subordinates.

"Ready ma'am, we will say so. Excuse me." Ann walked back and out leaving the two women still chatting intensely.

"Oh, you came to choose work clothes, right? What kind of clothes do you want?" Sara asked her only daughter-in-law.

"I want a model that is simple and not sexy. If it's a skirt, I prefer the knee-length one." Calista replied.

"Hmm okay, let's have a drink first, let's go to the first floor and choose the clothes you will wear tomorrow, okay?" Calista nodded and immediately drank the cold water in one gulp.