Look at Me One
18. Normal Life

Since coming home from shopping yesterday, Sandra locked herself in her room. The woman was still overwhelmed by vexation because her happy day was being interrupted by the selfless man.

It felt, now he was very lazy to travel for fear of being reunited with Bagas.

Sandra let out a long breath.

"It seems like my decision to give up my career in Paris was the wrong one. I was stupid for not thinking far. I should have heard Anisa's words."

Sandra laid her body back. The woman felt lazy to do anything. The beautiful model finally chose to close her eyes again.

However, just as both of his eyes were closed, the sound of knocking on the door made both of his eyes open again.

"Lake in."

The door opened as Sandra's voice rang out. Sari was seen at the door carrying a tray filled with food.

"Non Sandra eat first. From the morning Non had not eaten," said Sari as the woman went inside.

"Thank you, Ma'am. I'm so lazy to get out of the room." Sandra had to get out of bed. The beautiful woman smiled as Sari placed the food on a small table she placed on the bed.

"I'm like a sick man, ma'am." Sandra laughed amusedly. It is including women that anything should be perfect. For Sandra, eating in the room let alone eating in bed as we now do is something she is very avoidable.

Undisciplined and not knowing the rules! But now he does it. Even in a conscious state. Given that, Sandra laughed even more. It seemed, from now on once in a while he had to go against the flow.

It feels really good when we break the rules we made ourselves.

I think I've really gone crazy. But strangely enough, I liked it so much.

Sandra ate well. Sari's cooking is really good. Can-can his weight rise if he continues to eat Sari's cooking.

Sari smiled as she watched her master eat voraciously. He really did not expect that the beautiful model liked his cooking. Moreover, his employer had lived abroad for a long time.

"It's delicious, Ma'am, for a week, I'm going to eat your cooking. But, the next week, I'll go back on a diet. You know for yourself, don't you, if I'm a model?" Sandra laughed softly with her mouth full of food. Something he never did before. Again he laughed in his heart.

"Thank you for working at my house, Mom. Hope you stay here." Sandra looked at Sari with a smile on her lips.

"I should thank Non Sandra for hiring me here. I'm at home here, Non."

"Thank God!" Sandra looked at the woman younger than her.

"I'm done, Ma'am."

"I'll take care of it."

"Thank you" Sandra said after Sari finished cleaning her cutlery.

Sandra just got out of bed. However, the sound of the phone ringing disturbed him.

Just now Sandra wanted to press the green button, her phone ringing stopped.

Curious, Sandra checked her phone. An unknown number was seen in his call history. Sandra had just wanted to put down her phone, but, a message came in from the number that had called her.

"Hi, Sandra. Didn't you go out today? I've been looking for you everywhere, but I haven't seen you anywhere." Sandra frowned as she read the message.

"Who are you? Why lookout for me? Then, where did you get my phone number?" A series of questions he sent to reply to the incoming message earlier.

"I'm your secret admirer."

A message was sent back. Sandra clucked in annoyance. Sure enough, the person who sent him the message was just a prankster.

"Don't block my number. I just want to make sure you're okay." Again, a message was sent.

"I don't know you and I don't need your attention." Sandra angrily replied to the message from the unknown number.

On second thought, why did he reply so many times to that vague message? In fact, all this time he never responded to messages from people or unknown numbers. Waste time!

"I am the man waiting for you. Waiting for you to forgive me and also accept my love."

Both of Sandra's eyes puffed up as she looked at the message that was back inside her phone.

Is this him? Where did he get my cell phone number?

Sandra ruffled her hair in annoyance. It feels like these few days he is so unlucky because it continues to be overshadowed by the man.

"Where did you get my cell phone number from?" Sandra sent a message back. However, a minute passed, there was no reply at all, making him feel even more annoyed.

You fucking guy! Maybe he kept bothering me. Just watch if you see me again. I will not forgive you!

Sandra threw her phone. Both of his hands were tightly clenched. He's really very angry.

She just wanted to step into the bathroom. However, his steps came to a halt when his phone again sounded the sign of an incoming message.

"I got this number from someone. Sandra, maybe in a few days I won't see you because I have a lot of work to do. I hope, after my work is done, I can meet you again."

"I miss you."

"I'll prove to you that I really love you. I fell in love with you the first time I took you to the hospital back then."

"Do you know, when I was in prison, I kept enduring the torment of longing. I hope that one day I can find you and apologize for my mistake."

"Not only am I sorry, but I also want you to see me. See all the sincerity of my heart."

"Look at me one, Sandra."

Sandra sneered after reading some messages sent by Bagas.

"Based on a crazy man! Not shameless! After what he did to me, he hoped I'd see him one?"

"Dream about yourself!" sandra shouted annoyed.

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Blurbs :

The bad luck must be experienced by Sabhira Irani because of her Vespa brakes blong, the girl accidentally hit a luxury car owned by Barun Praya.

At the same time, the man was in a mess because the company's stock plummeted due to rumors that he was a 'homo'. Without thinking for a long time, Barun took the opportunity by giving Sabhira a choice.

"Marry me or compensate for a billion car damage?"

Which one will Sabhira choose?