Love You, Mr Shin!!
30. Reproof Shin

After being satisfied with the body from the tip of the head to the tip of the toenails under a warm shower, the girl moved to the bath. Slowly soak her beautiful bright body with water that is also set to warm to the brim in the bath.

Although not much was done in doing a new job as Shin's secretary. The feeling in the body remains the same, tired with the head also dizzy. Even the feelings of Dhiarra's heart also often riled unsettled. The girl felt her body tired in vain.

Tok..! Tok..! Tok...! Tok..! Tok..!

Feeling comfortable and relaxed with a clean body submerged in warm water, the star's eyes closed. Her beautiful ears are deflected. No longer care about the knock on the door of the room that has been re-sounding many times. Dhiarra is completely dragged into sleep.

Tok..! Tok..! Tok...! Tok..! Tok..!

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The usual young waiter, walked quickly towards the dining table. It was an arrival to the countless times after failing to knock on the door in Dhiarra's room.

"Still no response, sir..," the waiter gave the same report three times.

Shin fell silent, giving a faint nod to his workers. No more telling me to come do the same. Shin continued to spend the food on the plate quietly until it was clean.

No other chairmen came. Fara is still spending holidays in Kuala Lumpur. Zubaidah has a socialite association. Sahila has an invitation to a wedding party in Pahang. Hisham, spend a Sunday night with his crazy clubbing friend at Genting Highland.

Nimra and her husband had begun to occupy a new home. The dream house purchased with financial assistance was quite large from Shin Adnan. It was not Shin who drove out, but Nimra came to the uncle to ask for a large loan. It turns out to increase the amount of payment for buying a new house in Johor.

And it was Shin alone who would not leave the house as he pleased. The strong and powerful man as strong as the Chinese wall was alone at the dining table. Friends dishes, spoons and forks that occasionally clink because they accidentally collide. With a loyal servant standing to the side, without daring to invite the master to a voice.

People think Shin may have no desire other than the progress of the company. Only Shin was very close in keeping what it felt like to himself. With his mature and mature age, it would be embarrassing if it was spoiled back to the parents. But Shin was also aware of the need for a companion to live for the sake of leaning soul and tiredness...

Remembering and thinking about the names of women who had been near or near, it did not make Shin excited. Shin's heart was neither interested, shuddered nor moved. Just patiently waiting to be appointed who the right woman who finally came and deserved to be with him. Shin was waiting for such a moment..

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Tok...!Tok..! Tok...!

At 10:30 pm, time in Malaysia.

"Hm..!" the man who accidentally didn't sleep cleared his throat.

Chequek...

The young servant who was usually, entered hurriedly. Saying things with the same intent.

"There has been no sign of Ms. Dhiarra waking up, sir..," the maid's tone of voice seemed desperate.

"You rest. Just be ready if I need you," the stereo sound is a little cold.

"Thank you, Mr. Shin..," the servant nodded deeply. Turn around to get out of the room.

Shin put down the newly-delivered phone. A new memory card is removed from the phone, stored in a desk drawer. The man just played a cctv record show between Adrian and Dhiarra this afternoon.

The scene that he had suspected did not occur. They do not touch each other, let alone hug each other or kiss each other. But instead found a surprising conversation between lovers that sounded quite dramatic.

Smiling faintly, the man stood up and walked out of the room. Coming to the woman's room in the video he just played was his goal. Shin walked quickly down the staircase, the link between his room and the room of the newcomer girl.

GEEK...! GEEK...! GECKO..! GECKO..! GEEK...! GECKO..! GEEK...! GECKO..! GEEK....! GECK. ! GECKO..! GECKO..!

Dhiarra who was opening his eyes and gasping woke up, more surprised after suddenly the door of his room was knocked very hard and crowded.

The plain body leaped out of the bathtub and frantically grabbed his towel. Hurriedly worn and tied the rope hurriedly. The half-awake life is like being afraid if the door knocker is impatient and then breaks down the door and enters the room.

GECKO..! GECKO..! GECKO..! GECKO..! GEEK...! GECKO..! GEEK...! GECKO..! GEEK....! GECK. ! GECKO..! GECKO..!

The beautiful girl ran towards the door. Even to answer the tattered beats it felt very heavy.

Ceklerrkk..!

Drought with panic, that's what Dhiarra is feeling. Standing gripped holding the door handle while staring wide at Shin.

Shin was hypnotized. The wet face looks bright and natural fresh. His black hair was clingy and shiny because it was wet and watery. The Dhiarra Towel appears to be a lot of irregular round patches with a wet white color. And Shin also felt himself getting wet at this time.

Towel clothes that attach to the body of Dhiarra is limited to the middle of the thigh, very very thin. Shin understood, Dhiarra towels made of wool and silk. But Shin tried to ignore.

"You took a bath for a long time, Dhiarra..?" Shin showed an empty face, impressed to think nothing.

"I fell asleep in the bathtub... What's looking for me, Mr. Shin..?" looking at the confusion on Shin.

"I forgot to know. Try to call your designer friend right away. Customers are already pressing for an immediate launch. It's very urgent, Dhiarra..," Shin tedengar very seriously. It always is so when it comes to work.

Dhiarra just silently looked at Shin. Don't know how to say. Worry about whether to respond or be honest as soon as possible.

"Dhiarra, do you understand..? Quickly.." those eyes lashed out.

"Yes.., I will try to call..," Dhiarra nodded, answering him just so.

"Here you eat. You've had hours of ritual bathing. You know, how many times have my servants come to your room..?" the stereo sound is getting louder.

"I fell asleep and woke up on my own. Next time Mr. Shin calms down, don't take care of it." Dhiarra felt he did not like being too monitored.

"If it turns out that there's nothing with you in there, how about..?!" shin's question sounded sharp.

"Encik Shin is worried about me..?" the star's eyes are shining. Shin was having a hard time expressing.

"Aren't you getting married? You're somebody's future wife, Dhiarra. Take good care of yourself. Take care of your health..," Shin fell silent, his laser eyes dimmed. Waiting for the Dharra reaction.

"Encik Shin...., you know?!" those eyes widened again more and more beautifully. I hope Shin explains it to her.

But Shin ignored Dhiarra's astonishment.

"Remember my message, Dhiarra. Especially if you open your door. Whatever happens, never open the door with your appearance like this. Wear your clothes well first." Shin's voice sounded soft but unsettling.

"You mean...?" dharra's bright face seemed a little pale instantly.

"Keyour door. Reflect now. Don't forget to eat. Bye, Dhiarra..," while still looking calm, Shin sounded hurriedly speaking.

Shin grabbed the door that Dhiarra was holding and closed it quickly. Then he turned around and rushed out of Dhiarra's room towards his room.

Dhiarra was stunned, his eyes blankly staring at the door that Shin had just closed. But immediately turning around and walking towards the large mirror in the room, Dhiarra stood facing him.

Like swimming in the ocean. It's very embarrassing. The appearance of Dhiarra in the mirror like a beautiful white statue is very beautiful but like not horned. Even wanted to cry because it was too embarrassed for Shin. I feel like there will be no face to face with him again.

Curiosity without knowing who. Immediately selected the most polite and meeting clothes that are owned. Dharra wears it quickly. It felt like he was being stalked by Shin Adnan's uncle. This was the second time Shin caught a wet appearance of Dhiarra being vulgar. And this time it was bad. The shame and discomfort kept coming back after him...

Drrt...Drrt..Drrt...Drrt..

Unspirited Dhiarra picks up the phone at the table, by the bed. While continuing to spread gontai read the message.

*Is it too embarrassing to go out to eat? No need to get out. Take the food delivered. Just eat in your room, * Mr. Shin

*Why not just rebuke me and leave?!* dhiarra*

No reply ..no read marks yet..

Tok..! Tok..! Tok..!

Dharra ignored for a moment... Maybe the waiter's delivering the food.

Tok..! Tok..!Tok..!

Left alone also.., the cause must continue..

Chequek..

Is correct...The food was delivered by the waiter..

"Mr Shin told me to, miss... Please..,"

Dhiarra received the tray the waiter held out silently.

"Excuse me, miss Dhiarra..," the waiter nodded slightly.

"Thank you, bang..," Dhiarra said a thank you before the young maid actually passed.

Drrt..Drrt..Drrt..

Dhiarra quickly snatched his phone.

*I'm sorry Dhiarra. Let's just say my eyes are blind. Just finish your meal .* Mr. Shin

Where it might calm down. Dhiarra's heart is getting hotter now, because of anger, regret, and shame...