"Are you working in that building sir?" the taxi driver asked in a light tone.

It appeared that the driver wanted to start a conversation with his passenger but didn't know where to begin. So he chose the most common opening for a conversation. A question with an obvious answer.

Looking at the face of the taxi driver who was smiling, Hendra cursed his luck. He just cleared up his throat and groaned: "hmm" {Please don't start a conversation you boring old man}

But not taking Hendra's feelings into account, the taxi driver started chattering "Oh.. you work in a big company, right? I've never received a customer order from that company, it seems that all the employees have a lot of money so they can buy a vehicle. Hahaha, I'm sure of that it must be because the building is so big..."

Hendra tried hard to show how uncomfortable he was by conveying it with his facial expression. He didn't care if his pig-like face would look even more disgusting. He just wanted a quiet ride home after having to face Lisa a few minutes earlier.

However, the taxi driver really didn't see his uncomfortable expression and continued to chatter. Hendra could only give in and answer question after question. The taxi driver was very excited when he answered.

"blablabla... How long have you worked there?"

"hmmm" {please stop}

"blablabla... Are there many beautiful women in your workplace?"

"hm!" {are you not tired?}

"blablabla ... Do you already have a partner?"

"hm!!" {none of your business!!}

"blablabla ... I have a daughter who is as old as you, she is very beautiful, even though my life is like this, she graduated from blablabla university"

"Hm!!" {WE DON'T FUCKING CARE!!}

"blablabla... if you want I can give you her cell phone number.. ah! we have arrived!"

As if he found the door to heaven, Hendra immediately opened the taxi door and ran away without saying thank you to the talkative taxi driver. He didn't have to worry about the taxi fare because the application he used will automatically deduct the sum of money owed from the application when he arrives at his destination.

Seeing Hendra running as if he was being chased by a ghost the taxi driver smiled and thought 'did I just meet a shy model?'

Hendra ran up the stairs to his flat room but when he saw the woman standing in front of the door, He cursed his luck again.

"Hendra, where have you been? I rang the bell but you didn't answer!" a lady stood with both hands on her waist.

Her wavy dark golden blonde hair fell down to her waist. This reminded him of the girls who bullied him in middle school. Her wide black eyes looked at Him with suspicion like a wife who caught her husband having an affair, but for Hendra that gaze was full of distrust and suspicion like an old woman seeing a punk. Hendra was sure that whatever he did would be wrong in front of those eyes.

She wore a pink tank top that didn't cover her cleavage and short white pants that didn't cover her thighs. Hendra didn't know where Rose was from but if she wore this dress in his village then she would be stoned by the old aunties because she would be deemed to have dressed inappropriately.