Forced to Marry a Paralyzed Young Boss

Forced to Marry a Paralyzed Young Boss
*Episode 101


"Hello, young boss," said someone across the street.


"Lula. Are you busy now?"


"Not the young boss. I was just checking the files. What's up, young boss?"


"Can you help me get something ready, Lula?"


"Can be young boss. Just tell me what I need to do."


Bastian said what he wanted to do to Lula. Lula listened carefully to all of Bastian's words over the phone.


"Good young boss. Leave everything to me. I'll prepare everything. Fits what the young boss expects."


Bastian ends his call with Lula. He smiled at Chacha's dinner plans in a romantic place, filled with warmth.


Meanwhile, Lula, who was at the Hutama branch, rushed out of her room to do what Bastian wanted.


"Since this is a surprise, I can only secretly figure out what the boss lady likes. Hmm....how do you know, how to find out what Miss Chcaha likes? I'm not close to him. Never mind getting close, just meeting once," Lula said as she continued to think about what she was going to do.


"Okay, start with clothes" Lula said as she parked her car at one of the boutiques.


Lula entered the boutique. The shopkeeper greeted him very kindly. He was escorted to the place of branded women's clothes. Everything looks so good in Lula's eyes. He was confused which one to choose.


"Because this is a husband and wife dinner, her clothes should also look attractive in the eyes of the young boss. But which one should I choose, huh? I don't know what Miss Chacha tastes like. Fear, not to make him happy. Eh, even make him uncomfortable again," said Lula while choosing the clothes.


"Ah, yes. I have to ask Danu. Maybe she knows what Miss Chacha likes. We'll stay one house with Miss Chacha. Perhaps he's seen or even knows what Miss Chacha's tastes are."


He called Danu. Coincidentally, at that time Danu was fiddling with his phone so that when Lula called, Danu lifted up.


"Hello mas Danu," said Lula a little groggy.


"What's up, La?"


"I just want to ask, do you know what kind of clothes Miss Chacha likes? In terms of color, also brand or whatever. What matters is Miss Chacha's favorite."


"Why are you wearing Miss Boss's favorite dress?" tanya Danu felt strange.


"Tell me if Danu knows. I don't have much time to explain. Because I still have a lot of work to do."


"Tell me the reason I told you."


"I got a job from a young boss. Do not ask what task. Because I don't have much time to explain everything," Lula said in an annoyed tone.


"alright. As far as I know, miss boss likes something simple. But I also don't know exactly what he likes. Well, if it's color, he likes green. It's up to you to what color green. The important thing is green."


"OK," Lula said as she cut her phone.


"Hey .... "


"You're Lula" Danu said, shaking his head.


"Then I asked quickly. I have an answer, thank you." Danu looked back at her phone screen while smiling at Lula.


Bastian who happened to pass by, listened to what Danu said. He also clearly saw the happy facial expression Danu showed after talking to Lula.


Bastian smiles. Danu's seductive intentions suddenly appeared in her mind.


And you're shocked not to get stuck. He who initially sat, suddenly woke up with a wrong behavior when he knew that he was being noticed by Bastian.


"Young bosses. When was the young boss there?"


"Since then."


"What ... what do young bosses do? I mean, young boss .... "


'What am I going to say to the young boss? I hope he doesn't listen to what I'm talking about with Lula. If not, he must be constantly teasing me, said Danu inwardly while holding a shy face.


"I'm just passing by. Why are you panicking so? What, you made a mistake? The feeling, just now you were so happy you were smiling smiling while looking at your phone screen," Bastian said as he walked over.


"That's .... "


"It has. No need to find an excuse. If you like, just say it. Later if you wait a long time, he was taken by someone else, just knew you," said Bastian as he left Danu.


Danu had no words to answer. He can only grin the horse while scratching his head that does not itch.


But, slowly, his mind thought about what Bastian said. He confirmed Bastian's words. But, her guts were still small to reveal what she felt to Lula. You see, he is still not sure what he is feeling right now.


There were still many things he had to consider before he expressed his feelings for Lula. Clearly, not now.


Meanwhile, Lula who already knows what Chacha likes. He immediately picked a green dress with lace on his chest. This dress does look simple, however, it looks very attractive and elegant in view.


"The beautiful press. I'm sure if Miss Chacha is wearing this dress, it's getting pretty later. Let's just hope she likes what I choose" Lula said, handing the dress to the boutique waiter.


When he looked to the left. She saw a beautiful wedding dress. Lula was fascinated when she saw the dress. The desire to have was in his heart.


Suddenly, he imagined himself wearing the wedding dress. And his bridegroom was Danu.


"Ah, what am I thinking," said Lula quickly resuscitated herself by tapping her forehead slowly.


"Why mbak? Is something wrong?" ask the boutique waiter who was next to him.


"Nothing," said Lula while grinning unwell.


"This is the latest dress in this boutique. The dress was hand-stitched by the owner of this boutique." The waiter explained to Lula, as if knowing what Lula was thinking right now.


"Oh, how much is it?" lula asked just a prank.


The waiter mentioned that the price of zero was very much for Lula. That made Lula bury her intention to wear the dress.


"Wuah, you can make five sisters eat for a year the price of this one dress turns out," said Lula while looking at the dress.


"What, mbak?" asked the waiter with an incomprehensible face.


"Eh, no," Lula said as she grinned the horse with a slightly awkward face.


"Oh. Is there nothing else, ma'am?" ask the waiter politely.


"No. I just want this dress."


"alright. Wait a minute," the waiter brought a dress with him. While Lula, waiting at a short distance from the entrance.