Inapproprite

Not long after, the young lady came out of the bathroom. Her smooth and white body was only wrapped in thick pink towels. She stepped towards the sofa, took the clothes that had been prepared by Minah and immediately put on a maroon dress.

Then the girl went to the dressing table in the corner of the room. With all the available equipment, in an instant she had finished the make-up process. Before leaving the room, the young lady first put on flat shoes and took her favorite hand bag.

After arriving at the bedroom door and about to leave, her was seen again in front of a large wardrobe, in a thick mirror to make sure that nothing her wore was left behind. After turning his body to the right and left while smiling to herself, she stepped back to leave the room.

As soon as she arrived on the ground floor, the young girl in a maroon knee-length dress, combined with white flat shoes and a black hand bag which she was carrying in her left hand, made her look elegant and charming. to the mall according to the plan that had been discussed while they were in the back garden.

When she was about to knock on the door, suddenly the person she was looking for had appeared from inside. The two of them looked at each other as if something was off.

"Wow... Young lady is so beautiful, who taught you to make up like that?" Can't wait for Minah to immediately express her curiosity.

"It's okay, Aunty. I've been beautiful since I was born," replied the girl with a little sticking out her tongue, deliberately teasing.

"Aunty Minah, who doesn't usually dress up pretty like an angel like this? You must have made an appointment with the driver of the house next door, right?" Mila continued to tease the middle-aged woman in front of her, making the waitress awkward.

"Come on, Aunty. We'll be leaving soon. Mr. Darno is ready, right?" asked the young lady while holding the maid whom she loved very much.

"Yes, Miss. Mr. Darno is ready and waiting for a long time," replied Ms. Minah briefly.

The two women immediately headed to the side yard where the driver was ready to take them to Ciputra Mall, a place that Mila usually visited.

Seeing the arrival of the young lady, Mr. Darno hurriedly opened the front door for him master.

"Mr. Darno, I'll just sit in the back with Aunty Minah," asked the young master, who looked different to the driver tonight.

"Okay, Miss," answered the driver briefly and immediately opened the back door for his employer.

"You open the door yourself," whispered the driver to Minah, smiling mockingly and pursed lips in return.

A moment later, a red luxury car was already speeding out through the front gate of the mansion. The car continued to drive through the dense traffic in the Metropolitan city which was full of congestion. It took 30 minutes to get to the mall in question.

Sure enough, after almost half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination. Mr. Darno immediately dropped off his employer and assistant at the passenger drop-off area. After making sure the two women got off, he immediately headed to the parking area and looked for a place that was still empty.

It took Mr. Darno a long time to find an empty parking space because unlike usual tonight, the mall's visitors seemed to be a little overcrowded.

Until finally the driver found a spot that was suitable for parking him car. After that, the driver who was old enough got out of the car. Waiting in the smoking area while playing the game on the cellphone.

Inside the mall, Minah and Mila are busy and confused looking for the groceries that the young lady needs because the place settings have been completely changed, different from the last time they visited.

For almost an hour, the beautiful girl and the middle-aged woman who had been loyal to accompanying her shopping, were now in front of the mall. Looks like the girl has just finished calling someone.

"Let's sit first, Aunt. Mr. Darno parked him car at the other end, it might take a while to get here," the girl said to the woman who brought the groceries and stood next to her.

Then the two of them stepped onto the lounger in front of the Mall to just wait for an invite. They had only been sitting for a few seconds, when suddenly the girl's eyes stared intently to the right as if she had seen something.

"Aunty, the red car that is heading here is like Rendi's car, isn't it?" the girl asked the middle-aged woman beside her to be sure.

The old woman's gaze went straight to the direction the girl was pointing at.

"Yes, Miss. It was Rendi's son who was driving. Then who was the handsome man next to him? Is that Rendi's father? But how come he still looks fresh and very young, huh?" The old woman made sure and instead asked the girl a lot of questions.

The latest edition of the red sports car was getting closer, the girl who was sitting on the iron chair immediately got up.

"Ren-rendi, dear. Stop for a moment!" she shouted as her waved at the red car, but the car kept going as if it didn't care about the call of the beautiful girl who was waiting to be picked up.

"Ugh... that sucks," the girl cursed with her fists clenched and returned to her seat with a gloomy face.

She immediately took out his cellphone from his bag and immediately called someone. Before the girl could speak on her phone, suddenly a red car appeared and immediately stopped not far from where she was sitting.

"Miss, Mr. Darno has arrived." The middle-aged woman sitting next to the beautiful girl reminded.

"Yes, Aunty. Let's go home," replied the girl flatly, showing a bad mood.

While the driver of the red car looks down and has opened the door for both of them. The two women immediately got into the car. Followed by the driver who also rushed to the wheel. The car then drove away from the Mall.

For a few moments, the atmosphere in the car was quiet, different from when leaving the house earlier. The beautiful girl who when she left was very cheerful and kept talking, now looks gloomy and makes no sound at all.

"Miss Mila why? Why are you silent. Did aunt make a mistake that made Miss Mila angry? Auntie apologizes, Miss," said the middle-aged woman sitting to the left of the girl trying to ask.

"No, Aunt. Aunty Minah is not wrong. Rendi. Why is Rendi so arrogant?" replied the girl by hugging the middle-aged woman tightly, while crying.

"Oh my god, because of Rendi's son earlier? Maybe Rendi didn't hear, or maybe Rendi didn't see Non Mila there earlier," replied Ms. Minah, trying to calm her down.

"Never mind, don't take it too seriously. Everything will be fine," she added as her right hand stroked the girl's hair with tenderness.

"Besides, Miss Mila also doesn't really love Rendi, right?" the aunt tried to remind.

"But Mila still needs Rendi, Aunty," objected the girl.

"Yes, auntie knows that. Trust me, Mila will get a better boyfriend than Rendi," Minah tried to convince her.

"Son Rendi is not suitable for a girl as beautiful and as good as Non Mila," said the aunt.

"That's right, Aunt. Mila also believes in that," replied the girl who had started to calm down a little.

To be continued...