PRISONER OF LOVE
CHAPTER 5 (BEAUTY SALON)

Arsenio stopped her car right in front of the beauty salon from the front alone can be sure that this salon is very expensive.

“Down!” firmly Arsenio slightly snapped making Alya who was daydreaming was jumped in shock.

“Tuh people can't do if you say ga pake ngagetin!” muttered Alya while staring intently at Arsenio who was currently out of her car.

Otherwise, how dare Alya stare intently at that man. Alya was still staring at the man until Alya immediately got out of the car when she saw Arsenio turned to stare at the car sharply.

Yang Alya remembered that when he saw Arsenio's face only one, when the man shot someone with his leisure like it had become his habit to do such a thing.

“For so long as a person!” ketus Arsenio when Alya had just stood beside her.

Alya just glances at a glance then turns his eyeballs off guard, all this time Alya is a simple life and does not want if people know about his family because they do not want to be liked because of his family background, because of his family background, but that doesn't mean Alya wants to be beaten just like that.

If not for the incident in the apartment earlier, Alya would also immediately reply to all the words of the crazy man.

“T-lord Arsen?” said employees who were surprised to see Arsen enter the salon.

All the employees there were seen immediately saluting Arsen as well as Alya who did not know anything.

“Why is everyone being respectful to this man? Who exactly is he to make everyone scared?” muttered Alya while walking slowly following Arsenio from behind with eyes that turned there and let's see the situation that happened.

“I want you to make her beautiful for later tonight, give her your best massage and best make up!” Arsenio.

“Good sir...” Answer all the employees who were there.

All the female employees immediately led Alya into a room that did not know what room it was, while Alya can only resign while looking back at Arsenio who did not see it at all because the attention of the man is now on his phone.

Alya was taken to a room like a bathroom because there was a bath up there, suddenly Alya shouted when one of the employees said excuse me and wanted to undress.

“You what are you!?” alya said as she crossed her hands and took a few steps back.

“Sorry miss, but you must we scrub first, and must change your clothes with special clothes because we will do SPA.” Obviously one of the employees.

Ah, Alya just realized now, it turns out he will be at the SPA, but still if he opens his clothes of course he will be surprised.

He had done the SPA several times because his mother and sister were forced, but there was no scene in the opening of his clothes, they will be asked to wear their own special clothes in the dressing room.

“I can change by myself, here let me change first.” Alya said as she stuck out her hand to ask for the clothes held by one of her employees.

Eventually the employee gave the clothes he was holding to Alya and told where the dressing room was.

Soon Alya changed his clothes with the ones that have been prepared, the clothes are more appropriate in saying towels because the material is hairy like a towel but has been united until the shape of kemben with rubber around his chest.

After finishing, Alya finally came back out of the dressing room and saw there were still some employees waiting in front of the dressing room.

“Do you all have to take care of me? I'm just one person, like one or two people is enough to take care of me.” Alya said to everyone.

“What!? A lover? Haha. I remind you, I'm not her lover, I'm just the one who got unlucky for meeting a guy like her.” Alya said with dislike because he said the lover of cruel people like Arsenio.

Alya could see all the employees there copy whispering to each other, whispering about Alya who bravely said that meeting with Arsenio was a bad luck.

“Yes, for you guys I must be a crazy person for thinking that meeting with a man is a bad luck, but if I think you are all crazy for liking that man, can die standing if you know what the man has done.” Alya's mind was in his heart.

Then as soon as he remembered to contact his parents, he did not want to make his parents worry because he was too long.

Alya couldn't make a phone call, so she just texted and said she was at the beauty salon to get ready for her engagement tonight.

Though Alya really wants to immediately break his relationship with Tommy, the traitorous man is really not in defense.

“Actually what is that crazy man's plan by telling me to continue this engagement?” murmured Alya who is currently starting in massage.

The massage performed by the therapists gave comfort to Alya until she was sleepy and finally fell asleep.

After a long while, Alya started to open her eyes as she felt that no hands were touching her body anymore, she was shocked when she saw that everyone was looking down next to her.

“So I slept how long?” alya asked who had directly risen from her sleep.

But Alya did not get any answers, Alya knew for sure they were afraid to answer, finally Alya saw for himself the clock on the wall.

His eyes immediately glared as he realized that he had been asleep for four hours.

“Why didn't anyone wake me?” ask Alya.

And again no answer from them made Alya upset himself.

“Jawab!” finally, Alya forced to yell at them, but all this time he never raised his voice to anyone.

“K-we where dare miss.” replied one of them.

“Sorry for yelling at you, I didn't mean it that way, I just want you to answer my question.” Alya said sincerely.

Everyone was surprised to hear the apology Alya gave, because as long as Arsenio brought her women there was never anyone who apologized like Alya, even they would all curse the employees who were there.

“Here you go, what next? If later I fall asleep again I beg wake me, I also want to go home soon.” Alya.

“Good miss.” Say everything at once.

They had dared to answer Alya because they could confirm that Alya was different from the woman Arsenio used to bring to their salon.

After the SPA, they began to give treatment to Alya's hair that was falling out because it was often in obscure rolls.

“It takes how many hours I can go home?” alya muttered in his heart.