Lady'S Gentleman
Help Milady

Milady follows Sebastian into the house.

While walking behind Sebastian, he noticed the man's style of dress.

Kimono batik patterned fabric, inside there is a pajama suit. Then the hotel slippers are still there Logo Garnet Hotel Yogya. Reading glasses, and his rather long hair were tied carelessly up.

He also tied his white beard, making Milady want to laugh amusedly.

Yes Forgive... Fashion style that attracts attention... Thought Milady.

Unlike Sebastian who always dressed up neatly and highclass.

Sebastian went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He took out a few glass bottles filled with coconut water.

Milady sat down on one of the dining chairs while returning to sip her tea. Then open the jar containing cookies in the middle of the table.

Hm... Tasty.

But it's better to make Dimas, he thought.

But eventually he bit a few pieces.

Sebastian sat next to him, pouring coconut water into a glass glass.

"What's wrong?" ask Sebastian.

"Hm... Have you found Ayumi?" ask Milady.

"Where do you know that I'm looking for him?"

"I don't know. That's why I asked you just now." said Milady.

Sebastian took a breath. "Yet. He moved again, and Trevor avoided me."

Milady nodded.

"Yes, because he's been staying in my apartment for two weeks." said Milady.

"Hm..."

Just imagining Trevor in Milady's apartment makes his head hurt...

Sebastian held up his water.

"I'm here to ask for a scanner like the one on my bracelet." said Milady.

"For?"

"I want to send some unused bags to Ayumi."

Sebastian looked at her.

"You.." he hissed.

Milady shrugged his shoulders.

"Trevor doesn't suspect me. He thinks Ayumi and I are good friends. I let them think so, to be able to move more freely." said Milady.

Sebastian took a deep breath while smiling in salute.

He was eager to hug Milady because he was happy.

"You have a picture of the bag you're about to send, I'll make a scanner like the logo of the bag." Sebastian's Sahut.

Milady sent the photo in a short message.

A short message from Milady, the first after a month of silence.

"What's your relationship with Trevor?" ask Sebastian.

Milady sipped her tea while glancing at Sebastian.

Seriously he asked that?

Seriously, she wants to know that?

Thought Milady.

The woman finally did not answer him and instead looked at Sebastian.

"Thank you for the flowers. How gaudy. I've been suspected of all sorts..." Milady smiled cynically.

Sebastian stroked his tied beard.

"Newly this time there are women do not like to be sent gold-plated flowers."

"I don't like being the center of attention." said Milady.

"Turn it back if you don't like it." sizzled Sebastian.

"I've divided the florets."

"You... What will?!" Sebastian could not hide his surprise

"That's mine, right? It's up to me dong to take it..."

Sebastian shields his chin with his hands.

I don't know if he should be upset or sad.

Clearly he was not happy.

But Milady was right. It's hers.

Whatever he wants to flap.

"That's really your dad's story? She cooked some grass soup?!" ask Milady

"Hm..."

"Can you eat it?"

"Obviously no... The real danger."

"When did you steal?"

"When he didn't see, instead of Meilinda getting a stomachache, I rolled up the pancakes, then I sold whatever I could to eat. But every day he cooks it because he thinks we like it and spends it... When there's nothing else I can sell, I grab an instant noodle at one of the mansions..."

"I may have just picked up a pack..."

"So?"

"I also took sacred parchment... I still keep tuh. Guarantee that my family's okay..."

Milady.

"Huh?" tell that woman.

Sebastian grinning.

"The answer is.." sizzled Milady.

"Know you want to know?"

"That's it.." said Milady while throwing his face away.

"I'll let you know that I'm about to die. You better not know..." The man smirked cunningly.

"Until now the evidence that I stole doesn't exist. That's why I was in prison because at that time the stranger who entered the house was just me." Fizz Sebastian.

"Don't tell me anything." sizzled Milady.

"The parchment belonged to a British war general and its contents could have made a scene for many superpowers." Sebastian said.

"Then... I better not know." Milady shrugged his shoulders. "After all... What did you tell me for? I'm nobody to you..."

Sebastian speechless.

Then take the water down.

"Then, since my goal here has already been accomplished, I want to return to the office. Tomorrow soft-opening Coastview... You came right? Reporters have had the pleasure of scrambling to take your picture..." Milady moved on to get out of there.

"Awhile..."

Sebastian took Milady's hand...

"What else is it?" milady asked, shaking Sebastian's hand.

"I'm sorry.." sizzled Sebastian.

Milady took a patiently holding breath.

"I've been forgiven for a long time." murmured the woman. "However... Can't go back to how it used to be. Like the... There's a missing piece."

Sebastian just kept quiet and let go of Milady's hand

*****

"Doyan what's laper?!" Yori patted her sister's shoulder with the menu book.

"It's called 'not wasting chances', brother! The key to success, he said. Said the... I don't know who." said Ipang with a mouth full of pasta.

Third plate...

"You don't want to be here, there's a big brother who's pushing!" Omel Yori's.

"Ceile brother! This is going to be my chanel loooh!"

"Prince the dark horse on the spot gaeeesss.. brother does not pay endorse right? Free Promo!" Yori sneered while mimicking her sister's opening theme.

"For a long time I changed also it's opening, often so the subject of ridicule.." said Ipang.

"Your subscriber touts, make a meet n greetnya at the flower cafe yah..."

"What's on the coastview instead of tomorrow's softlaunch?"

"Softopening, hostess... Yes, we are catering looooh... Very good indeed!" Yori giggles.

Ipang frowned hearing his brother giggle.

Why is it now that the tomboyish and masculine Brother Yori can be more feminine?

"Sister Yori..."

"Hm...?"

"Nobody has it..."

"Ipaaaaaaaanngggg ya Ampuuunnnn!!" A hug attacked Ipang until the guy almost fell out of his chair. Not making him ask Yori.

"Haduuh Yoriiiii, if I have not married you niiihhh." said Samantha while pinching Ipang's cheeks with anxiety.

"Youngest child syndrome.." sizzled Yori.

"You are married or not, like Sam's mother is the same as her behavior.." muttered Ipang with a full mouth and cheeks flushed because of the holes in Samantha.

"So my sister, won't you?" bargain Samantha.

"No.." said Ipang quickly while dodging with his pasta plate, then run to the balcony.

"Ipaaaang kokaamu dingiiiinnn.." Samantha's header from a distance.

"Fear of keblasan.." replied Ipang. "Sister Yori, sweet tea!"

"There's not. There's Ice Tea..." Yori grinned.

"English cake so that the price can be more expensive than iced tea? Basic marketing... Herein dong I'm thirsty!"

"Take it yourself, it's good..."

"Tell Sam to step aside first... Could've battered me there..."

Samantha just heard it.

Ipang took a table on the balcony overlooking the garden while spending his pasta in a relaxed style. He also updated his insta**gram status with a smile.

In this flower cafe owned by her brother, she can focus on doing college assignments or editing videos, because if at home there is a scolding of her mother, and on campus must be bullied by her friends. What's more, Cafe Bunga has a menu whose price is rarely accessible by a student's allowance like it, so certainly no friends who come here.

Today, he invited someone.

Because yesterday they failed to meet because of friends Milady, Dimas and his mysterious celebrity association, so this morning before going to campus, Ipang slipped a message to the door of Susan's apartment, dinner at the Flower Cafe.

I hope Susan gets the message...