He's The Unaffordable
Chapter 10 - Lecture

*Mila*

Sigit made a big mistake this time. I can't believe he gave me a client who can't work together on a deal. Several times the man tried to touch my ass, kiss my lips, and other offenses while we were with his two friends.

My job this time is to pretend to be his girlfriend so that the woman his friend brings knows that she is no longer alone. I don't know the details, but he still wants to be alone. He had repeatedly met with friends who wanted to match him to the woman they knew. In order for them to stop, then she needs a fake boyfriend.

Everything went well at first until she started putting her hands on my shoulders, then embracing as we walked along, and ended up with her hands sliding down to land on my butt. To tell that it was not allowed, I moved slightly away from her until her hand was not on my body anymore.

When we ended the meeting, I wanted to reject his offer to take me home. But his two friends also walked towards the parking lot, so I was forced to come along so that our acting was not revealed. Unfortunately, the elevator was full and we were forced to use the emergency stairs.

I couldn't stand it anymore when I felt his hand touch my ass. The two friends came out first on their destination floor, we were still up the stairs. By the time his friend was no longer with us, I immediately twisted his hand and pushed his body with all my might against the wall. I grew up in a harsh environment, so I could protect myself.

Because of that brazen client, I met Colin's friend and my disguise was exposed. I was able to run away from him earlier and dodge to answer his question. But if we meet again at the next opportunity, it's over. My money's floating. I rarely meet a generous client like Colin.

“Pak—” said the woman who drove me to Sigit's room.

“I know. Let him in,” Sigit's command cut off his assistant's sentence in an impatient tone. The woman shifted to make room for me to get in. “Don't say there's another problem with your client.”

“You promise that every client has passed through a thorough inspection and undertakes all the conditions. What happened to the client today? He dared to harass me. Didn't you check on him earlier?” I said with annoyance. I didn't sit or get close to him, just standing by the door. My business with him won't take much time.

Sigit took a deep breath. “I'll talk to him and I'll make sure you will receive compensation for that inconvenience.” I just looked at him, waiting for him to continue the next sentence. “OK. I promise that this will never happen again.”

“Thank you. I'm home.” I turned around and immediately walked out of the room.

“Mila,” call Sigit. I stopped my steps. “There are new clients again.”

“No for the coming week. I have a lot of assignments from campus,” reject me quickly.

Sigit is a mall owner that is not known by many people. Only ordinary entrepreneurs do not take into account his presence. But he had enough money to live a luxurious life with a wife and their two children.

I met him at a restaurant where I worked as a waiter. He came with his family and tipped me big enough. When I got home from work, he was standing waiting at the back door of the restaurant.

He offered a job that would be paid a lot. I suspect the job he was referring to was serving men in bed. It turned out that I was only asked to date her dying little sister. His niece wants one day to feel like she has a boyfriend and spend time with a girl.

I was willing to do it and the young man was very polite to me. We just ate, watched in the movies, walked in the park, ate again, then parted ways. The most intimate thing he did was to hold my hand while we were in the park. Not more.

Sigit gave me enough money that was five times my one-month salary as a servant. At first, I thought it was just a one-time request for life. It turns out that Sigit secretly opened a service that he called renting happiness on social media. There are many people who are interested and similar job offers are coming.

My clients consist of various age ranges, ranging from teenagers to adults. Their desire is only one, can date just one day with a woman. They are not ugly or poor men, so I don't know why they can't find a woman who wants to be their lover.

Sigit has always been careful about choosing clients for me, but there are always people who try to take a chance in narrowness. They touched, kissed, and some even forced their will on me. They think I'm a weak girl who can't defend herself.

Arriving at the rental room, I cleaned myself up, finished the food I bought, then opened the book and immersed myself in my college book. There are two reports I have to work on and I haven't started typing a single page yet. Fortunately, the two tasks were collected for the longest on Wednesday and Thursday.

My brain isn't brilliant, probably because I didn't learn early on. So, I had to study harder than other students to be able to attend college. I used every spare moment I had to study in the library and use every free facility.

My academic grades are not bad so far. After all, I didn't go to college to show off that value to people. I just want to have a last education history high enough for my parents and siblings to be proud of me. Even though college isn't cheap, I'm willing to do all this.

“Mila! Here!” take Manda, my classmate. I have no one close to this campus, but this girl never gave up on getting along with me.

I approached him and sat down on the chair he had reserved for me. Students who were around us seemed very enthusiastic about public courses today. The other chairs were full, but they were willing to sit on the floor or stand in the back to attend lectures.

Upcoming speakers giving lectures on management are touted as the best graduates of this campus in the management department. He even continued his studies abroad at a similar faculty with more specific majors. I only know he is a successful entrepreneur who managed to expand the reach of his retail business and successfully wrestle business in other fields as well.

The originally noisy shared lecture hall was suddenly quiet as the lecturer entered followed by a tall, athletic, well-dressed man, with his friendly eyes looking at all of us. His face looks familiar. My eyes were then fixed on the young man walking behind him. He was taller, and I stopped observing his physique once I recognized his face. Even if we were far enough away, I would recognize that familiar face.

“Good morning,” greet the lecturer kindly. All the students responded enthusiastically. “As you already know, we have the honor of receiving a guest lecturer who not only knows a lot about management, but successfully applies it in his business. Immediately, Mr. Mahendra Perkasa will share his knowledge and experience for thirty minutes. After the presentation will open a discussion session.”

I looked towards the door. There was only the only exit because the door at the back was already crowded with students. The front door was quite close to the position the young man was sitting in. So, I won't be able to get out without being caught off guard by her.

Manda looked at me confusedly, but I told her to stay focused on the lecture and ignore me. I used my book to hide my face, but I knew it would be useless. I was the most prominent participant because my hair color was different from the other students.

My guess is correct. Because when I dropped my book to look at him, his eyes were on me. Why, oh, why do I have to meet him constantly? Why don't I just meet with Colin so that my problems don't get complicated?

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Meanwhile in a house~

“Lo, darling? What is this?” ask Zahara who welcomed her daughter home from school. Dira put the cardboard he brought on the sideboard. Liando looked at his master with a feeling of guilt. “It's okay, Liando. If my daughter wants to bring her own things, you don't have to feel bad. You can go back to continue your rest.”

“Good, Mistress. Thank ye. Excuse me,” replied the man politely.

Dira sighed softly. “From yesterday I got a letter from a student at school and I refused. Then I don't know who had this idea, he made a special box for anyone who wanted to send me a letter. A friend saw and gave it to me after school earlier.”

Zahara lifted the big box and shook it. “Wah, it contains a lot too. What letter is this? You have a writing assignment from the teacher?”

“This love letter, Ma.” Dira nodded loudly. Zahara opened her mouth.