Afternoon, Haruna had taken a shower and was dressed neatly. She wanted to try the advice that Sinta gave. If she succeeds today, then she will try her best to seduce Tristan so he can release her back to Kamal's house.
"Do you need anything, Miss?" asked Yuli.
"Nothing, thank you," replied Haruna.
The maid watched Haruna from bottom to top. There was something different about Haruna's appearance. The maid subconsciously muttered with a smile.
"Wow, how beautiful. No wonder Mr Tristan is crazy," she muttered.
"Is that true?" Haruna asked with a shy smile decorating her red lips. She put some powder on her face. She also wears the lipstick that Sinta gave her. Haruna didn't bring anything from her house because Tristan wouldn't allow it.
All of Haruna's needs have been prepared in the room by Tristan, but Tristan did not prepare cosmetics. So Haruna borrowed cosmetics from Sinta. Actually, Sinta gave it to her, but Haruna didn't want to accept it. Not meant to be arrogant or offensive. The cosmetics are not the cosmetic brands that Haruna usually wears. Haruna's facial skin is a little sensitive, she will experience allergies if she uses it too often. For tonight only she wears it, she will try to seduce Tristan to take her out to buy cosmetics.
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Tristan gets a call from the guard guarding the gate of Tristan's house. The guard reported that Haruna had walked back and forth twice in the yard. Tristan, who was supposed to be going to a company dinner, suddenly changed his mind and told the driver to turn around.
"You don't have to go to the grand hotel, just go home," said Tristan.
"All right, sir. Then, how about Mr. Levi?" asked the driver.
"Let me send the message," said Tristan.
The driver no longer asked. He drove as fast as possible because Tristan wanted to get home quickly. Tristan suspects that Haruna is planning to run away. Along the way, he felt restless. Moreover, this morning Haruna had time to talk to his brother on the phone. Tristan was afraid that Chris would take Haruna away from him. Even though he wasn't sure about his feelings for Haruna. However, the feeling of fear of loss was clearly visible on his face.
The fifteen minutes of the journey seemed too long to Tristan. Since Haruna was at his house, he rarely wandered after work. Of course it's a peace for Levi too because he can go home and rest soon. Tristan was like that, usually he felt bored when he was at home in the afternoon. However, Haruna's presence makes time at home seem to pass quickly.
In the room, Haruna already heard the sound of Tristan's car.
"Time for the show. Mrs. Sin. Ready to be an artist?" Haruna asked with a big smile.
"Ready," said Sinta, raising her thumb.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
There was the sound of someone walking up the stairs. Haruna was sure, it must be Tristan. She took a deep breath before starting to play with Sinta.
"Thank you, Mrs. Sin, but this cosmetic doesn't suit my skin," said Haruna, glancing at the door.
Tristan stood in front of the door and heard Sinta and Haruna's conversation.
"But, earlier. That, Miss, does not have make-up equipment," said Sinta.
The two of them deliberately chatted in a slightly louder voice for Tristan to hear. Yes, they did. Tristan did listen to them. He stood with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets. He smiled when he heard Haruna wanted to chat happily with Sinta. While Haruna was locked up, she didn't seem willing to talk to anyone in Tristan's house. It seems, Tristan thought that Haruna had started to get used to living in his house and was starting to feel at home.
"Yeah, it's because of that jerk, Mother's employer. He doesn't allow me to bring anything from my home. If only I could go out, just one hour. I want to go buy cosmetics," said Haruna in a slightly sad tone, pretending to be sad of course.
Brakk!
Tristan immediately opened the door violently, when he heard Haruna wanted to get out of the house. Thinking of Haruna leaving the house, Tristan was naturally worried. He was sure that Haruna would run away if she got out of her sight.
"I'll order someone to buy it for you. So, don't even think about leaving this house," Tristan said with a straight look into Haruna's eyes. His gaze dropped from his eyes to Haruna's flushed chin and cheeks.
"What's with your face?" Tristan approached Haruna and held Haruna's cheeks worriedly.
{So, it can be said that this worked. Alright, let's continue with Haruna's death seduction film.} Haruna thought happily. Looks like Haruna's plan to seduce Tristan worked.
"What do you think? I tried Mrs. Sin's cosmetics, but it turns out I'm not suitable for wearing them. My skin is allergic, that's why it's red like this," said Haruna curtly. This time Haruna didn't say anything with emotion, but rather in a sulky direction.
Tristan smiled amusedly at Haruna's behavior, which looked annoyed, but also looked cute. He ruffled Haruna's hair because he couldn't stand to see how adorable Haruna was right now.
"What the heck, don't touch it! Get out of here!" Haruna twisted Tristan's body and pushed him out of the room. Haruna stuck out her tongue, mocking Tristan before closing the door.
Tristan laughed so hard he covered his mouth. This is the first time Tristan has seen Haruna's cute behavior. He leaves from there happily. Just seeing Haruna ignoring him made Tristan very happy.
"Saman, come here!" called Tristan to the driver.
"Yes, sir," said Saman as he bowed and walked over to Tristan.
"Please buy a complete set of cosmetics," Tristan ordered while handing him an unlimited credit card.
Saman received the card, but he was confused about which one to buy. With doubt and fear, Saman asked.
"So, sir, what brand should I buy?"
"Buy the one with the number one quality, the most expensive, and the most used by high-class girls," said Tristan.
Saman nodded and left. Saman didn't know what kind of brand the upper class wore, but Saman would buy the most expensive one at Tristan's orders. He went to the biggest shopping center in the city just to buy cosmetics. He wasn't sure that Haruna would be suitable for wearing cosmetics like Tristan wanted.
"Huh, sir, if you want to buy anything, you should first ask what you want to buy. If it doesn't match, how about it? Are rich people really like that." Saman muttered as he walked towards the car that was parked neatly in the garage.
Tristan went into his room after Saman left the garage. He gave a faint smile as he looked at the blankets and sheets on the bed that had been changed by his maid. Tristan lay on his back in the middle of the bed. He felt guilty remembering what he did to Haruna this morning. The bed was a witness to how harshly he treated Haruna. Tristan closed his eyes. The guilt really made his head spin, so Tristan tried to get some sleep before dinner time.
*To be continued*