5. Types of future sons-in-law

Hana could see the strange look of Amayra's shy attitude when talking to Inder, the girl's cheeks flushed. Ah, does that girl like her son? He thought.

A sense of pleasure suddenly enveloped the woman's heart. If you look at her appearance, Amayra is not too bad for Inder, the girl is so polite and also sweet, according to Hana's future daughter-in-law type. An ignorant idea came to mind, he knew how to bring the two of them closer.

"Ah Inder, can you treat Amayra's injury? Mom is in a hurry to have an appointment with Mom's friend."

"What? But Mom?" surprised Inder.

"Honey, are you okay auntie stay?" asked Hana.

"Huh? But Auntie me-"

"You don't need to hesitate to Inder, he will take you home later."

"But auntie—"

"Mom left first, yes, Inder remembered to treat the wound. Bye!"

Hana finally leaves the two of them, Amayra smiles clumsily, she is at a loss as to what to do now.

"Come here," Inder said flatly, the man was pouring alcohol liquid on a cotton swab, Inder is really going to treat Amayra?

Amayra just complied, she sat beside Inder.

"Hold it a little bit, maybe it will hurt."

"You shouldn't have to do this," Amayra said embarrassedly, the girl's cheeks flushed again like tomatoes.

"aw it hurts!" Amayra grimaced softly as the painful cold liquid touched the wound.

"You're right, you should have done it yourself. I'm very busy now."

Amayra pursed her lips in annoyance.

"You'd better go home, I still have a lot of work."

"Did Big Brother drive me away?"

"Who told you to come here?"

"Mrs. Mahendra, I helped her earlier."

"And then?"

"Ishh you should thank me. Tskck! You are insensitive!" sneered Amayra.

'Is this the true nature of Inder Mahendra? It's so cold. Can't he make small talk for a while. Tskck, look at that face, flat expressionless 'inner Amayra annoyed.

"It's not that I did it earlier, do I need to say it again?" snorted Inder in annoyance.

"No need! I want Big Brother to take me home,!

"You don't see my desk has piled up a lot of files, I'm a busy man!"

"Then I'll wait for Big Brother to finish." Amayra smiled excitedly, but unlike Inder, the man stared at Amayra off guard.

'Why should you bring a bully girl like her? It's just troublesome!' said Inder.

"I'll tell my driver to see you off."

"Don't want to, I want Big Brother to drive me, remember your mother's message earlier," Amayra said not wanting to give up.

Inder massaged his temples irritably, how could he meet an annoying girl like Amayra.

Amayra sat on the red carpet in the room, taking out some textbooks and stationery.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to do my schoolwork, Brother just continue your work, okay?"

Finally Inder gave up, instead of taking care of the girl he better continue his work. His brain can be cosleted if it continues to respond to the girl's babble.

Every now and then Amayra steals glances at Inder who is seriously examining the files on her desk, the girl is fascinated by the man's face, although her facial expression is always cold but her good looks are not reduced at all.

When their gazes met, Amayra immediately lowered her face pretending to write something on her paper. Even though Inder already knew that the girl was paying attention to him from earlier. Inder could see Amayra's blushing cheeks. But the man didn't care.

"Inder?"

"Hmm..." Inder murmured, still focused on his computer screen.

"Can you help me?"

"Gosh! Amayra, you just surprise." Inder was surprised because suddenly Amayra was already sitting on the chair in front of him.

"Hehe. You're too serious, Inder. You know Inder, you gets more handsome when he is working," Amayra said shamelessly praising the man, occasionally his body turning left and right with the swivel chair he was sitting on.

"Ekhmm, there there, don't bother me!" chased Inder out amused by the girl's praise.

Instead of leaving, Amayra thrust her textbook, Inder frowned in confusion, what did she mean?

"I really suck at calculating, do you want to teach me to solve everything, I think a CEO like you is good at math." Amayra smiled innocently.

Inder closed his eyes for a moment. Muffled his annoyance so as not to yell in front of the girl. Or maybe throw his folder in front of the snotty boy. Okay, maybe it's too much.

'Oh my God, why is today so difficult?' cried Inder inwardly.

'Patient, patient, he's just a kid' Inder inward.

"How is it, Inder?"

"Just do it yourself or you can ask my secretary." Inder tried to be patient.

"Can't, your secretary has already gone home 30 minutes ago."

"Really?"

"Come on, Inder. Please teach me. The day after tomorrow, this task must be collected immediately." Amayra tried to coax Inder with her puppy eyes, maybe if someone else saw her, they wouldn't be able to bear to pinch the girl's two cheeks.

"Just tomorrow," Inder said at the end and it succeeded in making Amayra excited, isn't that a sign that she can come back here?

"Yeeey! Are you serious?" asked Amayra incredulously.

Inder fell silent immediately. Digested the sentence he just said.

'Gosh! Stupid inder! That means you'll see him again tomorrow!' cursed Inder silently.

"Amayra, it seems-"

"It's going to be night, it looks like I'm going home by myself, my father must be looking for me," Amaryra interrupted. The girl immediately sorted out her books and put them in the bag.

"See you tomorrow, Inder. Bye bye!"

***

A middle-aged man seemed to be walking back and forth waiting for someone who didn't come home even though it was 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Amayra, where are you still, son."

His eyes never stopped looking at his phone screen, hoping that his beloved daughter would contact him, Amayra never came home after 6 pm. That's what worries him.

"Dad? I'm too!"

Baron breathed a sigh of relief at his daughter's screams, Amayra ran towards her father with a slight limp as a result of the incident last afternoon.

The Baron closed his eyes when he saw his beloved daughter's knee bandaged, worry enveloped the man again.

"Gosh! What happened? Why with your knees?"

Instead of answering, Amayra hugged him tightly, making the middle-aged man frown in confusion.

"Did something happen? Why is your phone not active huh, Dad is so worried."

Amayra took off her hug, then smiled innocently making the Baron snort irritably.

"Hehe. I met Inder Mahendra, Dad." said Amayra smiling broadly.

"What?" cried the Baron.

"Why be surprised like that? Dad should be happy that this kid of yours can get close to him."

"Then why with your knees?"

"Ah, there is a small incident, I fell while helping Mrs. Hana, Inder Mahendra's mother. Dad introduce?"

"Huh? W-how did you meet him?" asked the Baron incredulously, the expression his father gave off was funny in Amayra's eyes, making the girl chuckle.

"I'll tell you Dad later, but I want to take a bath first. Bye!" Amayra immediately went to her room on the 2nd floor. The girl laughed at seeing her father look upset and curious to hear her story.