BLIND DATE
Chapters. 47

"I thought I told you to come home from work, make me some cooking." Tristan who was looking at her work computer looked straight at her who had just come. This guy came home early from her.

"Sorry, I'm home late." Ara bows her body feeling wrong.

"Come to the kitchen."

"Good." As an advance paid worker, Ara had to take responsibility for completing her duties even though she was a bit tired after the internship. Meanwhile Tristan continued working on something on his computer. The tip of his eyes glanced towards the kitchen. Watching the girl struggling again with the cooking ingredients. Ara looked more tired than that time.

Tristan took a breath. He got up from his chair and approached Ara.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Why are you here? You just have to sit and wait for me to finish everything."

"Waiting is exhausting" Tristan said lightly. According to him, cooking in the company of Tristan will also be tiring. There is also a mental burden. "Your feet still hurt?" Suddenly, Tristan changed the subject.

"Ah, yes. The wound is closed" said Ara. Tristan lowered his gaze at the state of Ara's feet. Suddenly, the man approached without permission. Then take a knife to cut.

"It has to be cut or what?" ask Tristan.

"No, Sir. Let me finish this task. I'm already on the payroll."

"So you did it by force because I paid you?" ask Tristan. Strange question. Of course he had to do it because the money was already in his account. "Do it as happily as you do it for grandfather."

Much the same. I did it because ... No. gabe. That's my own initiative. Tristan never told me to do it. It was purely an idea from me.

"You must cook for me with your heart." This is like a beautiful pearl when read. Ara washed. Until his head nodded in agreement unconsciously. "You look more tired than when cooking for grandpa. I'm envious." Eh? Why should I be envious?

"I'm now also cooking with heart, sir," Ara argued.

"good. Do it." Ara continues her duties with the help of the pushy Tristan. But because Tristan was first in the kitchen, he continued to make mistakes that made Ara sometimes growl.

"Not so ... You just sit down," said Ara gemas. Tristan chuckles. Ara surprised. This made her realize that she was too much into being a cooking teacher. "Sorry, Sir. I'm being a kebablasan." Tristan's fingers are moving. Denying that he was angry. Ara took her eyes off Tristan who was peeling off the vegetables. He chose to finish his cooking.

"I'm the one who should apologize. I'm just troubling you." Tristan still keeps smiling feeling funny.

Indeed indeed. Supposedly the cooking was finished, this was not finished because of his intervention.

"Why?" tristan asked who felt he had made a mistake by Ara's gaze.

"Emc ... I can't move around freely if you're sitting this close to me cooking." Ara bluntly. Dinner will not be finished.

"So you're misbehaving and nervous I noticed?" tristan asked who made Ara blink her eyes. The man was smiling. "My existence is troubling you yeah ... " Tristan stands up. "Either." Tristan passed by and chose to sit at his desk.

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This morning Ara got preferential treatment from many people in the company. From the beginning he appeared in the lobby to the room where he was apprenticed. Everyone smiled at him as if he were the owner of the company. Initially Ara welcomed their smiles with a smile as well. But then he couldn't bear to ask the people who greeted him.

"Is there a need with me? I've seen since you like to say something." Ara approached a woman she rarely met.

"Ah sorry if I make you uncomfortable." It was shocking that the woman was bowing her body as if frightened. Ara blinked in astonishment. Especially when everyone greeted him with a respectful attitude.

What's the matter? Why do they treat me like that?

The treatment doesn't just stop. The room where Ara was apprenticed was even more excited. This morning they even brought snacks. Even Sister Rose accidentally brought a box of rainbow maccarone.

"You must love the maccarone I brought. It's viral again in the famous cafe." Rose thrusts a beautiful maccarone box.

"Viral yes ..." Ara smile.

"Don't just shut up. Takeit. I brought this for you on purpose."

"Forku?" asked Ara surprised.

"If you don't want to, you can grab the brownies I brought. Also .. Sorry if all this time I always told you to make coffee." Today's events are really strange. Ara did not understand what was happening.

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