Love You, Mr Shin!!
21. Job Opportunities

Having agreed to come quickly to the dining table at the waiter, Dhiarra rushed out of the room after changing clothes. Dhiarra did not bathe anymore, just bathed earlier in the Yuaneta house, in Batu Berambah. Before Dhiarra returned to Ayer Keroh, in this great house.

Ceklerks..

Along with Dhiarra who came out of the room at the door in the house. From beside his room there, the man who asked him to come to the dining table, also looked new out of the room and walked gallantly towards his room.

Shin had almost passed through his room then stopped and looked at Dhiarra.

"Slow back again, Dhiarra...? Be quick.."

After speaking, Shin moved his chin towards the dining room. Dhiarra quickly nodded and followed Shin who was walking up to him again.

They sat facing each other as usual. There was a cup of warm chocolate in front of each of them. The waiter just put down.

"Why slow back? The drugstore is so crowded?" the stereo voice asked.

"Today, I didn't come to work at the drugstore, Mr. Shin."

Dharra was not interested in being dishonest.

"Then, what do you do to come home later again..?" shin's voice was still not loud

"I met a friend. Kat her house. Fall asleep, Mr. Shin," maybe soon Shin will spurt out.

"Have you guys just been ponya-foya with my shirt design payment?" it's not a spray, it's a satire. And more or less the same effect. Heating ear.

"It's very fine, Mr. Shin. And I was tired very much afterwards. So I went to sleep, "because Shin said no sweetness, Dhiarra was lazy to straighten.

"Dhiarra, listen. I'm tired of seeing you go home slow. So, I'll give you a pretty good job opportunity" those sharp eyes dimmed as he watched Dhiarra's reaction.

"You want me a job opportunity? But I already liked my job at the drugstore, Shin said, "Dhiarra felt so wrong despite not knowing what job Shin was offering her.

"Do you not want to know what kind of work I am trying to share with you..?" the charming step-mom raised the cup and then brought it closer to the lips. Sipped her liquid chocolate once a sip and put it back on the cooker.

"Then, what kind of work should you offer me..?" the beautiful girl also did the same thing with Shin, scooping warm chocolate out of her cup.

Preparing to hear Shin's offer, it could be a job that he will hear is as a cleaning service or kitchen worker or other craftsmen. As most professions obtained by immigrant workers in this country.

"Listen Dhiarra, this is not an easy job. I share this work, for you are not of origin either.. And I won't force you to take it either. Because I don't want you to be forced to accept it, and you're not making serious work." Shin started to speak very seriously.

"I was curious, Mr. Shin.. What kind of work is that..,?" dhiarra's question was actually just a sweetener, just pointing to a polite response to the seriousness of Shin's words to her. Because, the immigrant girl had felt bothered with the drugstore and made an advanced plan of designing clothes.

"The work helps me, it could be like Faiz. But right now, I was in need of a secretary," Shin said in earnest! and more seriously. His body movements and facial expressions did not change. Shut up to his position while looking at the girl in front of him.

"Encik Shin, you're not mistaken kee..?" this time Dhiarra could not manipulate the expression. The shock face was still visible.

Shin smiled faintly at Dhiarra. Understand the shock that is being felt.

"My words are right and I'm not messing around. You can think about it, "this time Shin moved by taking the cup and gulping down the contents.

"But... My drugstore is central to what,," the murmur was clearly heard by Shin.

"Whatchu mean? Wouldn't the shop owner think about it. You can only say retreat, Dhiarra," Shin's suggestion was correct. But Shin did not know the truth.

"You have given me a ride in this house, and now intend to keep me as your worker.. Will you not regret it?" it was a surprise for the girl.

"As long as you take care of yourself...Not being wild, coming home late at night. I have no regrets," Shin said in earnest.

"Why does Shin believe me? I have no direct experience as a secretary... And I worry that if it looks too damp (stupid) and slow.., you will be disappointed and angry with me..,.," Dhiarra explained in a soft tone to her paddle.

"I really don't like it when a girl in my house comes home very late, Dhiarra. So if you work for me, I'll set your hours. And don't worry, Faiz will teach you well."

"So, let's just say I live outside, not in your big house. Separated with you. Mr. Shin already doesn't care about me..,?" somehow suddenly there was an idea in Dhiarra's head to ask Shin this kind of question.

"Although staying outside is your right. I won't allow it. This house is quite large, not narrow if you have to accommodate you. Hazrul left you to me anyway. And you too, only my home is your destination when you come to this country. And I'm the one who told my driver to take you to the airport and bring you here." Shin seemed silent for a moment.

"So, don't ever think you can stay outside, and then you'll vent your wildness indefinitely" the chocolate-filled cup was grabbed and spent at once.

Dhiarra was just stunned, noticing all of Shin's words just now. One moment felt that Shin's attitude was too protective towards him. Thiarra is a child who lacks insight and does not understand the rules.

"Encik Shin's.. If I work with you, what are my strands?" Dhiara began to think of a possibility.

"Your position in this country is assured. Your wages from me are high. And you can monitor for yourself how your friend's clothes I'm marketing." Shin fell silent and increasingly looked at Dhiarra's face.

"And if you're my secretary, you can come with me on a work trip to Penang Island. You can find your mother, "the laser's eyes dimmed again as Dhiarra began to show his reaction.

"What, Mr Shin?! So you know exactly where my mom is? Can the number connect? Why didn't you tell me sooner?!!" getting a question from the girl, Shin just kept quiet while pulling out the phone from the saki and he looked at it.

"It's getting late, Dhiarra. Time off. Think about my offer. If there are any questions. Ask..., may I or Faiz, my assistant!" after speaking, Shin hurried over.

"Remember, Dhiarra. It's the last night you came home so slow. Tomorrow, never repeat it!"

"Please your chocolate first..!" that was Shin's last call. Before the man vanished behind the dining room door.

Leaving behind the dumbstruck Dhiarra stared at Shin's distant footsteps.