Forgotten Promise

Inara's hands immediately stopped looking at Raka with a scared look, her heart jolted like it was about to jump, not without reason Inara's reflexes behaved like that, it was because she was very surprised to hear Raka's sudden scream, not only a playboy but in fact, Raka looks terrible when he's angry.

"Why stop? Hurry up and continue!"

Seeing the look on Raka's face that seemed to want to devour it, Inara immediately continued her work with slightly trembling hands when she buttoned the shirt that Raka was wearing, then she grabbed her underwear and with a little hesitation the girl held it out to Raka.

"Please, you wear it yourself," Inara said in a low voice, her voice sounded a little shy.

"Of course, I'll wear it myself," replied Raka curtly while grabbing the underwear in Inara's hand roughly. "This item of mine is so precious I won't let anyone else see it... except... the woman I allow of course."

Inara's cheeks heated up, she felt uncomfortable hearing Raka's words, because that tone sounded more perverted to her ears. Then next Inara took a watch that was original because they all looked good, a dark blue tie, and a pair of shiny loafers.

To save time, Inara got rid of all her shame and fear. He came to work for his future, he shouldn't have complained about the work he was assigned.

"Nara, call Bella my secretary. Rearrange my schedule for today." Raka said while wearing a piece of cloth around his neck.

"Okay, sir."

However, when she wanted to walk away, Inara's eyes hurt when she looked at the piece of cloth that hung around Raka's neck, it wasn't properly attached, or more precisely, it was very messy. With a quick motion, Inara's hands grabbed it, then straightened the tie properly. Raka was silent as he looked at Inara's face which looked calmer and not as nervous as before.

"Stop, stop, do you want to kill me?" asked Raka annoyed.

"S-sorry, sir." Inara quickly loosened the knot that was holding Raka's neck.

As usual, Raka wore a neat appearance every day, the man rushed to take long strides towards the exit while raising the corners of his lips, while Inara trailed behind him.

"Sir, my legs are very tired. Can I come down later?"

"Tired? Did you come here on foot?" asked Raka curtly without stopping his footsteps.

"Sir. I'm really tired, I could break my leg before I get to the bottom. Why does your room have to be this high?" Inara grumbled a little annoyed.

The king's steps stopped. "Why are you blaming my room? You didn't go up on foot did you?"

Inara just nodded.

Raka chuckled. "You're on foot? Seriously? This is the fifth floor? Are you stupid or something? Why don't you use the elevator?"

"Elevator? How do I know there's an elevator in this house?"

"Oh, alright." Raka still chuckles laughing at Inara. "Walking? You're amazing." Raka shook his head slowly with a smile.

***

"Zayn, what do you think? Should I accept the offer of a partnership with the Zilver company?" Raka walked into his room followed by Zayn beside him.

"I think the proposal they put forward is very good, our company will benefit greatly if they want to cooperate with Zilver company."

Raka nodded slowly. "Okay, I'll leave the task to you." Raka took a seat on the sofa.

"But, sir. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it alone." Zayn feels he can't run a business.

"Then what's the point of me paying your entire business college tuition? If you're not good at work."

"Sorry, sir. That's not what I meant. It's just…."

"I don't want to hear any excuses, just do your best."

"Drink please, sir." Inara put two cups of coffee on the table while taking the time to glance at Zayn.

A long line adorned Zayn's lips, of course, it made Inara blush.

Raka glanced at Zayn, then turned to Inara with a sharp gaze. "What's my next schedule, Nara?"

Inara walked quickly to pick up the note phone that the girl had placed on Raka's desk. He rushed back closer to Raka. "Today at one o'clock in the afternoon there is an appointment for lunch with Mr. John, after that there is a meeting with Mr. Raymond at the Grand hotel. Mr. Luis also asks for an appointment with you, should I make time for Mr. Luis? You also have a dinner appointment at the main house at eight o'clock in the evening."

Raka frowned. "Take my time at three o'clock this afternoon to meet Mr. Luis. When can I afford dinner at home?"

Drrrtt!

Drrrtt!

Before Inara had time to answer Raka's question, the man suddenly felt something vibrate, he looked at his glowing cellphone screen. "Number 5," Raka muttered, immediately Raka widened his eyes when he remembered who number five was, but the man didn't remember his name. However, the one who is contacting him is certainly a woman that the man is dating.

"Answer quickly." Raka gave his cellphone to Inara with a little panic.

"I." Inara pointed to her nose in disbelief.

"Yeah, you, who else?"

"What should I say?" Inara asked again.

"Up to you!"

Inara was a little hesitant to answer the incoming call from Raka's cell phone, but this was her job, she couldn't help but have to do it.

"Good afternoon. Can I help you?" asked Inara, she put Raka's flat object to her ear.

"Who is this? Where is Raka? What are you two doing? Why are you answering the phone?" murmured a woman from across the phone to be more precise, she was screaming in anger, so Inara had to keep the phone away from her ear.

Inara smiled. "Miss, I am Mr. Raka's assistant, please leave a message later I will pass it on to Mr. Raka."

"Oh, the assistant. Where's your boss?"

"He...he..."

Raka gave the code to open the map sheet on the table directing Inara he was accompanied by Zayn as an example that he had an important meeting with a client.

"Speak clearly? Why do you say that awkwardly?"

"He is busy at work," answered Inara spontaneously.

Instantly Raka patted his forehead, he was disappointed with Inara's answer.

"Okay, remind him that today your boss has an appointment for lunch with me. Or I will come to the office to pick him up." The woman on the other end of the phone ended the call without waiting for Inara's answer.

"Okay, Miss. I'll pass it on."

"Are you stupid? Why did you just say you were busy with work, you should have said I had a meeting with an important client that I couldn't leave." Raka grabbed his flat object from Inara's hand roughly.

"Why do you blame me? Didn't you say it was up to whatever answer I gave?"

Raka on his hips furious. "You've only worked a day, but already dare to argue with me." At the end of his sentence, he took a deep breath. "Ahh... never mind, you can drive?" He looked back at Inara.

"Yes, sir."

Raka grabbed the car keys lying on the table and threw them at Inara. "Tell Bella to book a luxurious, classy, and romantic place. Don't make a mistake! And you're my driver today."

"Sir, may I know where is Mr. Adam?" Zayn cut off the conversation between Inara and Raka.

"He said he wasn't feeling well, so I told him to come home early so he could rest."

"How about I just take you, Nara must be tired if you have to pick you up too." Can't bear it, that's how Zayn feels, he wants this man to take Inara's place.

"It's all right, Mr. Zayn. I can do it." Inara doesn't want Zayn to worry too much about her, she wants to prove that she is an adult, can take care of herself, and be responsible for herself, including taking on her work responsibilities.

"What are you waiting for, quickly prepare the car," said Raka sarcastically.

"Okay, sir. Then I'll excuse myself."