Secret Wife

Concert Preparation

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THIRD PERSON'S pov.

>>Swindle Twinkle Bridal Home>S&J coffee and ice cream cafe<<

The taxi driver stopped right in front of my cafe, I alighted and paid him.

"Keep the change" I told him.

"Thank you, ma'am" he thanked me and drove off, then I rushed in without wasting time.

My cafe's already packed with customers, some were having hot tea, others were having coffees and cakes, and others are still placing orders -almost every table was occupied.

Wow, I guess God's compensating me for yesterday's low sales.

My staffs greeted me as I walked past any of them until I made it to the counter and Divya grabbed my arm.

"How did it go? Did he agree to sign it?" Divya asked me.

"Yeah, but under a condition" I answered.

"Condition? What condition?" Divya asked, sounding kinda anxious.

I scorned at her, then turned away from her and walked towards the coffee machine to get myself a cup of coffee, because I swear I really need it right now.

"Come on, come on, tell me, what's the condition?" she asked.

"Can you let me at least quench my thirst?"

"Oh"

She gestured towards the coffee machine and shut her mouth, then pulled out a stool and sat down. She impatiently tapped her fingers on the counter as I was making my coffee, with her eyes glued to my face.

"Stop staring at me like those creeps in bars"

She giggled.

"Then hurry up" she urged me.

I took a sip from my coffee and used my free hand to pull out another stool, then sat down.

"Come on" she urged me again.

"Well..." I dropped my coffee on the counter. ".. he said he'd consider signing the papers if I attend his concert tonight"

Divya's lips curved in an O, then she broke into a very wide grin and beat the counter softly.

"I knew it, I knew we're gonna attend his concert this time" she threw her hands in the air and inhaled deeply. "I can't believe my dream is coming true tonight, I'm feeling attending my idol's concert and I'm gonna be a VIP guest!" she exclaimed, drawing a few customers attention but I whispered sorry to them and they turned back to their businesses.

"Will you bring your voice down, you're disturbing my customers!" I snapped at her.

"Oh" she lowered her head. "We'll head to your house together, get ready there and go to the concert together"

"Why can't we get ready in your house?" I asked.

"Because yours is big and you're a fashion icon, I can get free trending outfits from your closet" she replied and grinned.

She's right about me being a fashion icon, I have every trending clothes, shoes or bags in my closet...what can I say, I love spending my money on myself.

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Seconds ticked into minutes, minutes ticked into hours and so the day went by in a blur, before we knew it, it's 6pm already.

"Time to close!!" Divya shouted.

"If you weren't a shareholder in my cafe, I wouldn't let you come here with this loudness of yours" I told her.

"Then I'm happy to be a shareholder" she winked at me and I shook my head.

I looked around, all my staffs have left and there's no customer coming in. I reached for my handbag and headed towards the door, with Divya jumping excitedly behind -she's a crazy fan of Justin's songs.

"Please promise me you won't turn my closet upsidedown" I begged her.

"I can't make any promises" she replied and laughed evilly.

I mentally facepalm myself as I could already imagine her rampaging through my closet, I could see all my clothes flying in different directions...I shuddered and gibbered quietly.

"Where's your driver?" she asked, referring to Ken.

"He's not my driver" I answered.

She rolled her eyes and mimicked me.

"And I think he should be with his fiancee by now"

"He's not here just when I need him to be a driver"

I couldn't help but laughed at her expression.

"You should blame your bad luck for that" I told her. "Let's hail a cab"

"Of course, that's the only way" she pipped in.