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Dream Woman

Achilles Places, May 22 at 22:15.

Many times the man confirmed his already near-perfect hairstyle. Each strand as if made neatly lined up to adjust the shape of the head of the owner. The sunlight that pierced through the glass from the building made her hair look glittering. A firm and flat face seemed to add to the impression of a mysterious man on him. Although decorated with a beautiful face does not make the man set aside the tattoo. He believes that tatakrama is a must-have for all great men.

The man looked very neat every day even when he was about to go to sleep. People around him suspected him of having acute OCD, which in fact was nothing at all. Maybe it was just a character attached to him. Likewise with his arrogant and pretentious nature. He is the President of Armor Group, Arran Xavier. He is a reliable leader for his company. For almost eight years he led the company of his late father's legacy. In the hands of the man, his company is now experiencing significant progress.

Given the success of his youth, many people have questioned his privacy. Especially about his personal relationship. People out there thought that Arran was a figure so cold and mysterious that the girls were reluctant to approach him. Arran is famous for his workaholic nature. Every two years his company undergoes a large-scale reorganization. It was because he could not tolerate every mistake that occurred in his company. He always dared to make decisions even though sometimes tend to be aggressive. But always succeed in achieving the company's performance targets. All of that makes it even harder for women out there to get close to Arran. Some people think that maybe Arran is a G*y. Of course it's not true. Arran is a normal man who is too exalted and considers himself too special for this world. He thought that he was too perfect for any woman in the world. Ordinary women are not his taste.

Arran was staring blankly at the window. He stared at the reflection of himself while smiling to himself. He then returned to tidying up his hairstyle which is now perfectly neat. He smiled as he said slowly to himself,

" If there really was a woman out there who was created for me, she would be just as perfect as me. Isn't your partner a reflection of you?. Oh my gosh, I'm so shining today". He closed his words by doing his mainstay handsome pose.

Atalanta hotels, May 22 at 22:30.

A woman looks like she's sobbing. Time and again he took a deep breath of a sign of being depressed by something. The kitchen face shield now looked steamy. His eyes were now filled with tears ready to drip down his face.

"Oi, peel it faster. Customers can't wait. Basic slow!". A man wearing a hat cook as well as a chef jacket complete with his apron shouted at him loudly.

The woman had tried hard to peel the bucket of onions. Now his whole body is covered with a bottle of onion perfume. But still he received a snatch from his superior. He could not struggle if he received such treatment because his current position was only as a cook helper. He was forced to accept the heavy duties imposed on him. The woman was forced to work in a place like this in order to support herself.

Despite having to undergo a heavy job every day and fill his time off with part-time work, the woman still always looks cheerful and friendly. That woman was too good for her world that was so cruel and harsh. The woman has been living alone since childhood. He is not from a full family. He grew up in an orphanage. He never knew who his parents were and where he came from. The bitter life he had even experienced since he was a child. But that doesn't make him grow up to be a fragile person. Instead he grew up to be a strong and cheerful person. The woman had a warm smile and a sincere heart.

Now there is only one more onion that has not been peeled. The woman finally managed to peel all the onions neatly. A lot of kitchen work has been given to the woman. Unfortunately, his superior always gave him a strange and heavy task. All of this he finished on his own. The time is now 22:40. This means that there are only twenty minutes left of his working time for today. After the chef finished serving two desserts to guests at table number 16 then he could go home.

She finished her job well today. Coming home was a time he always looked forward to. Now he has his own place to go home. Although only a flat house that is still in installments to this day but it can be called a home for itself. The house is the result of his work for the last four years. After graduating from High School he had to leave the orphanage. He started looking for a job and lived in Mess. After two years of work coupled with a part-time job, the woman was finally able to install a small apartment.

The distance from his home and work is quite far. But the woman decided to leave and went home on foot. Although sometimes he is haunted by fear when he returns home in the middle of the night himself he always emboldens himself and expels his fear.

This time the woman seemed to be thinking about something. He suddenly stopped at a large house with a high fence. He looked at the house long enough. He then took a deep breath.

"Home. I don't know. I never even went home.I don't have a home to go home to. I don't even have a family to go back to. Sometimes I want to feel sorry for myself. Ah, nevermind. I'm just wasting my time lamenting myself like this".

The woman then continued her steps. Just as he was walking a few steps suddenly he immediately stopped his steps back.

"Will my life continue like this?. Sometimes I feel lonely. Is there anyone else out there who would fill this empty space?. Gosh darn. I thought strangely again. Let's go home Aleris, it's late. Oh, my gosh. My back feels like it's coming out".

The woman now really continued her path until she reached her home.