Love You, Mr Shin!!
6. MP-Crown Parade
Dhiarra had replaced Yuaneta's borrowed brackets with her dress. With a smile, lay down a tired body on a soft mattress bed. It is not incomprehensible to Nimra's intention to curse Dhiarra which means fussiness, but the girl was deliberately welcomed. Dhiarra wants to pass quickly and rest. Lazy with Hazrul's family, his stepfather, who were not at all friendly greet him.
Dhiarra borrowed Yuaneta's brackets instead of intentionally. Just a few hundred meters out onto the highway, the taxi on which Dhiarra was riding broke down completely. The taxi driver asked Dhiarra to find another taxi. There is no choice, down the highway with a hopeful heart, to quickly get a replacement taxi passing by.
Suddenly, lightning boomed along with a very heavy rain. Forced Dhiarra to turn back to Yuaneta's house with her dress soaked. His best friend told him to take a bath, wait for the rain to stop, and lend him his brackets. That's why Dhiarra came home slow, and wore beautiful brackets that were very compatible attached to the body.
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No need to linger while waiting in line at the Indonesian document management embassy. The Consulate General of the Republic of Indonesia /KJRI Johor Bahru, Malaysia. Dhiarra has finished with all the paperwork, in less than an hour. Of course quickly, the person who came with Dhiarra to KJRI was Shin's own personal assistant, Faiz. Faiz has known almost all employees at KJRI. So the service to Dhiarra with Faiz is very easy without entanglement.
Faiz, a twenty-seven-year-old Malaysian man, seemed deft and eager to drive Dhiarra. To him, the girl was the trust of her master. No matter who he is and where he is from. Faiz was being quite polite to the girl.
Shin always entrusted the secret of work to Faiz. Even almost all things personal or business, Faiz has understood carefully.
"Encik Faiz, are we passing the Melaka Crown Parade?" Dhiarra wants to visit a commercial area in one corner of the city of Melaka. The girl knew from the results of surfing destinations on mobile webnet.
"Sik Dhiarra wants to go there? I will send. But as far as the Crown of Paradise is concerned." Faiz offered to escort Dhiarra to the mentioned place.
"Trims, sir. Send me away there. There's a lot of taxis, right, are you?" Dhiarra ensures the smooth running of existing transport. Do not want to get lost in a foreign place, just because of limited means.
"There's plenty. Ms. Dhiarra just said where to go, the driver must be delivered safely." Faizz gave orders to Dhiarra.
"Any taxi, will you?" Dhiarra remembered the unmarked taxi he was riding yesterday.
"Name that says TAXI, miss. If you have to, take a dark cab." The last description of Faiz, frowned Dhiarra.
"What kind of a dark cab, sir?" Dharra was astonished by the term. ' Is a dark-glazed taxi without lights on? See if so.' - Dhiarra guessed in his mind.
"Dark taxi tuh.. Taxis that don't have 'TAXI' cik.. But we also use it. A lot of taxis here like that.But got to say first, which word we want to go to, and ask a question, how much the price, miss." Dhiarra smiled, feeling a little confused as well by Faiz's words.
In long speech, the Faizian dialect and language are quite ludicrous. But that is the language culture of the country. Same thing with the Indonesian language, maybe secretly, Faiz will feel funny also heard Dhiarra speak in his language.
"Well if that's the case, Mr. Faiz. I'll try to follow your orders!" Dhiarra felt the need to make peace with Faiz's directives in his language. After all, long-time will get used to and able to also follow.
"Yes.yes.yes..Okay, I'm ready, bang Faiz." The girl followed what Faiz, the great master's assistant, Shin, had suggested. Faiz smiled faintly glancing at the glance of Dhiarra who was sitting in the car beside him.
The journey from Johor Bahru to Melaka Bandaraya, at Mahkota Parade, takes two and a half hours. Faiz stopped Dhiarra right in front of a large mall that read 'CROWN PARADE'. The artistic concept building is a shopping satisfaction in the Melaka area.
"You take care of yourself, Dhiarra. There's no problem, say, call me. Not bad for you!" Faiz exclaimed at Dhiarra before driving down a highway in Melaka City. Dhiarra waved his hand until Faiz could no longer be seen with his car.
Faiz did not open a message on his mobile phone, that the boss, Shin, was visiting one of the privately owned department stores in the Crown Parade as well. Perhaps in a few moments, the assistant would turn around following to where it was back.
Dhiarra has spent hours exploring the Crown Parade mall. A sense of free walking happily that has not been done for a long time, because of the terror of people who are after, the actions of stepfathers. The girl was so engrossed that the time clock pointed at the seven-night mark.
Feeling the stomach so demanding, Dhiarra entered at one of the second-floor cafes in the Crown Parade. Ordering chicken fried rice and quickly spent, Dhiarra did not want too late to return to Shin's mansion.
The rain again flushed very heavily, making Dhiarra trapped back into the mall. After nearly two hours of waiting, the rain started to rain. In fact, some of the outlet lights in the mall have started to turn off. In a moment, the Mahkota Parade mall will close, stop operating and continue tomorrow.
Dhiarra felt started to rile in the heart, regretting his slowness. When it rains like this, how do you find a taxi? In fact, Dhiarra is still very foreign to this place. If necessary, who should be contacted? There are two names recommended in the liver. Between her sidekick, Yuaneta, or her step-mom, Shin.
Dhiarra did not choose both, but would get out of the mall building, wanted to try the chance of maybe lucky to get a taxi. Even the dark cab.
"Dhiarra..!!" The girl was very surprised, feeling the call from Shin just now. But that's impossible, what time is it? Shin couldn't possibly wander through the mall in this kind of heavy rain.
"Dhiarra!!" Shin's voice again called out even louder, as it was furious that the first call was ignored by the owner of the name.
"Mr Shin..." Dhiarra turned around and called out the name of the person he had been expecting muttered. It felt strange if his busy step-mom was in the same mall with him.
"What time is it, Dhiarra?! How did you get to be in this Crown Parade?! Faiz, please explain!" Faiz who was standing beside Shin was just silent. Didn't expect that Dhiarra, who was sent down last day, would still be here, and meet again tonight.
"I forced the Faiz bang to put me down here, sir. It's not Faiz's fault." Dhiarra hoped that the charismatic Shin would understand the negligence of the Faiz bang.
"Faiz, don't repeat your carelessness. This girl has only been here for two days. He could be perverted to the corner of Melaka. And it'll trouble me, Faiz!" Shin confirmed his words to Faiz, so as not to release Dhiarra in any place. Dhiarra felt that Shin's attitude still considered him childish.
"And you, Dhiarra. Don't bring your wild habits here. This time last night, you should have slept in your room!" Hearing Shin's sharp words to her, Dhiarra just silently did not argue. After all, Dhiarra was grateful and relieved to have been met by Shin and Faiz at such an urgent time and place like this.