Love You, Mr Shin!!
33. I'm buying your clothes

Neither Shin nor Faiz, however, seemed to have digested the serious explanation of Dhiarra.. Both of them looked blankly unresponsive..

Shin didn't really care much about what Dhiarra said. His eyes seemed to be focused, but his brain was busy with the voice and his lips were moving. As well as the slightly trembling facial and eye expressions for Shin were very attractive to look at. The rest Shin did not care much. And not much different from what was in the head of the assistant, Faiz Zakaria...

"mmm...Mr Shin..!! Aren't you surprised?! You don't matter?!" Dhiarra was happy. Although his speech was not too responded to, it seemed that Shin Adnan was not angry. Very far from what has been imagined and reduced.

"Of course it's a problem and you've made a mistake, Dhiarra..!" apparently Shin was very quick to master the situation. And a bluffing answer like this is already prepared.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Shin. I had to lie very much. I'm just worried that you'll reject my plan. As I have experienced for a long time in Indonesia..," Dhiarra straightened out the reason. The soft voice trembled a little.

Shin tightened his back on the chair.

"I really appreciate the honesty, Dhiarra." Shin spoke softly but firmly.

"I'm being honest, Mr. Shin. And it's not too late. Please tell you, continue launching my dress work..," the voice softened. Dhiarra does not hesitate to cuddle.

Hearing and seeing the way Dhiarra spoke so, Shin's heart was extremely pitying all of a sudden. Remembering the evil deeds of Hazrul who was reckless in the country, to give such a severe effect on the brilliant career of Dhiarra in Indonesia. Shin was no longer interested in continuing his bluffing charade to the poor girl.

"Then, what pack did you bring with you, Dhiarra..?" the voice of the question softened. Shin's eyes pointed at a large bag on the chair beside Dhiarra.

"This is my other dress design. I'll show you too, Mr. Shin. Again forgive me," actually Dhiarra was surprised by Shin's sudden change in attitude like no problem.

"Alright, let it be directly brought Faiz. And I'll see you in the morning. It's already night. After the meal was over, you just go home with me." Shin started leading the dinner. Act as if nothing ever happened. Dhiarra nodded in disbelief. That easy...

Faiz hurried to imitate the master. Take a quick meal with astonished hearts. The master was too quick to end things. It was much different from the bluffing plan Shin had told him before Dhiarra came...

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The niece and uncle with no blood ties who had just been acquainted for almost two months went hand in hand. Shin in front and followed Dhiarra in the back. The uncle walked straight with the same shirt he wore this afternoon.

But the towering body was not smelling stuffy or sour. Precisely the fresh aroma and the wind just smell that is slammed and left.

Dhiarra looked at the back with a million feelings. I was amazed by the grown man in front of him. It is mature and well established, but still at home single.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shin..!" Dhiarra realized that his room was almost missed.

Shin did not answer. Dhiarra glanced at the glance and nodded at Shin Adnan. Walk towards the room door while thrusting the key child.

Ceklerk..!

Dhiarra brought himself into the dark room and closed the door.

But..!

The door felt held. Dharra quickly turned around. It turned out to be Shin Adnan's palm.

"Encik Shin..?!" of course Dhiarra did not understand what the uncle meant.

"Dhiarra... Do you really want me to continue launching your design clothes..?" it seemed like Shin was changing his mind again.

"What do you mean, Mr. Shin..?" Dhiarra was astonished by Shin's question. Wasn't that reconciled? While Shin's face was very dark, Dhiarra could not read it. Dhiarra's room is still unlighted.

"I have one condition, Dhiarra. Wear this shirt at the launch event. Show your own beautiful clothes by you. I'll buy you this shirt, whatever..," Shin suddenly approached. He spoke very closely on the girl's face. Shin's actions made Dhiarra's chest like it was losing its breath.

"I'm forcing you... Don't reject me, Dhiarra..," Shin had distanced himself from the door.

"I don't sell my clothes. I really like it," of course Dhiarra objected. Remember Yuaneta's request.

"All right, just show me this shirt. I'll make a lot if anyone wants to buy your clothes. This is a good opportunity from me, Dhiarra. Do it., "the stereo is pressing down on Dhiarra.

"Come in, lock your door," Shin no longer cared about Dhiarra's opinion.

The door that was still held by Dhiarra and then closed slowly. Shin took his hand off the handle on the door. Walked back and looked at the door for a moment. Then turned around and stepped towards his room quickly..