Young Miss And Secretary
7. Dance

"No need." Ketus Elian, now the mood is really bad because of the coercion of Laila. Elian hates being forced!

Artur who heard the young Miss's reply could only smile, had gotten used to Elian's demeanor the past week.

Shortly thereafter, the dance began in the middle of the room that had been prepared.

"Daffodil, passion!" Said Laila who accidentally crossed paths with Artur and Elian.

"Thank you, Senior Laila. I'll try my best." Elian rolled her lazy eyes, for some reason she felt Laila wanted to bring Artur closer to Elian herself.

"Miss El, please hold my hand." Artur extended his right hand. And welcomed by the hand of Elian.

Dance music began to play and filled the entire room. Many couples are starting to move according to the music. While the single can only be set aside and watch.

"Sh." shh." Artur sizzle as his feet are trampled by the high heels of his young Miss.

"Don't blame me, blame you for forcing." Elian whispered, though in her heart she laughed evilly at Artur who was enduring the pain. Elian several times indeed accidentally stepped on Artur's foot, he still could not eliminate his sense of regret.

"I understand, Miss."

All the dance moves that Elian could do thanks to Artur's guidance, there was only one movement left. Movement where her waist is held by a dance partner and her body is dropped backwards.

During the dance, the floor was slippery.

Brukh

Laila who saw that, immediately coded the officer to turn off the lights and shone a light beam towards her with her husband.

Meanwhile, Artur fell and fell on Elian who was below him. Luckily no one knew, because the lighting only highlighted Laila.

"Sorry Miss, I didn't accidentally." Artur immediately stood up and extended his hand towards the seated Elian.

"Yes, I'm wrong to pull you." Elian received Artur's hand.

Shortly after, the lighting returned to normal. A loud applause was heard.

Elian glanced at the watch attached to her hand, showing it at 21:30. Feeling that time was getting late, Elian decided to go home.

"Laila, I go home first. There's still business tomorrow morning."

"Alright, be careful on the road. Thank you for coming to my reception, Miss El." Laila said politely, of course it was because there was her husband standing next to her.

"Thank you for coming to our little party, Miss Elian." Add Dawn, Laila's husband.

"There is no need to go down, Mr. Dawn. Then because it's late, Artur and I pamit."

Then, Elian and Artur went to the parking lot. Arriving in front of the car, Artur who was about to open the car door with his left hand stopped. Looking at Artur's face that was holding back the pain, Elian also pulled Artur's left hand.

"Your left hand is sprained. Let me take the car."

"But Miss...."

"Submit me, don't argue." Artur can only leave. He was sitting in the seat next to the driver's seat.

"Sorry to trouble Young Miss." Artur sincerely said in the middle of the journey to the house of Elian.

"Yes. It was also my fault."

"Miss, may I ask?" Elian glanced at Artur through the corner of her eye, then nodded.

"Didn't Miss like a crowded place like that party?" This question has haunted his mind ever since.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, would you rather be alone in a quiet place?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's not meant to patronize Miss. But in my opinion, Miss is an introvert type."

"You know."

"Since when did Miss know?"

"Now is not the time for interviews." Sindir Elian for Artur to shut up, he was annoyed to be asked unimportant things.

"I understand, sorry to disturb Miss' concentration."

A few minutes later, the car arrived at the gate of Elian's house.

"Let me open the gates Miss."

"Follow me." Elian walked ahead of Artur, and he invited Artur to his house.

"You wait here." Artur was sitting on the living room sofa, waiting for Elian who went to the second floor.

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The sound of footsteps from upstairs. Reflexes, Artur's eyes look for the source of the sound. Which turns out to be from Elian, who is now holding a medicine box.

"Open your shoes." Without rebutting, Artur opened his shoes and also his socks. It was clearly a purplish-colored bruise on the back of his leg.

Who is? Of course, it was Elian who deliberately stepped on Artur's feet while dancing earlier. Feeling a little excessive ignorance, Elian also applied medicine to the wound on Artur's leg. And then bandage the wound with a bandage.

"Young Miss, sorry it's been a lot of trouble. I can take care of my own wounds."

"For your left hand, the masseur will soon come to heal it."

Artur's feeling was immediately bad, he was afraid that later his hand would actually hurt worse.

"Just calm down, he's a professional."

"Miss, didn't Miss hire a security guard or a maid at Miss's house?" Elian turned to Artur. He nodded confirming Artur's words.

"I want to save money, and I don't like being distracted by other people." Before Artur asked, Elian immediately replied.

'Is Miss El short on money?' inner Artur.

Not long after, the masseur who Elian called came with his assistant. Elian also serves four cups of tea at the table.

"Oh this is just sprained. I'll cure him now." The masseur also poured Artur's left hand with oil, then massaged the sprained part of Artur's hand slowly.

Looking at Artur's face that was enduring the pain, Elian extended her hand before Artur. Artur frowned, not understanding what her young Miss was doing.

"Hold my hand. It will hurt a little." Elian's Sweat. Artur said his right hand was holding Elian's left hand.

Crack down!

Artur's hand joint. The grip on Elian's left hand grew stronger.

"His hand is no longer sprained. About two days, just get to move as usual." Obviously the masseur.

"Thank you sir." Elian handed an envelope with money to the masseuse.

After his business, the masseuse and his assistant left Elian's house.

Now both of them remain. An awkward atmosphere ambushed them.

"Ekhem, thank you for your help. I will not forget the kindness of Miss."

"All right."

"Sorry before, why did Miss know I would be in pain during the massage?"

"I've been sprained and the masseuse healed him."

"Young Miss, I beg you to resign. It's late."

"Well, you can still use the bike?" Elian asked, remembering Artur who was riding a motorbike headed to his house.

"certain, Miss. I'm just sprained, not paralyzed."

"Oh I guess. Be careful."

"Tomorrow I'll come to the office. Thanks for the attention Miss El."

"Yes." Yeah."

Artur got on his bike and left Elian's house.

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