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Chapter 4 : Freznel's first day at work...

The sun finally rose, waking up Freznel with great excitement. After all it was her first day at work and she didn't wanted to be late, obviously. She took out the red, Japanese styled, long dress which she had already washed and ironed the day before. She quickly slipped in it, and looked at her charming figure on which the dress suited perfectly. She left her hair open with only two thin layers of hair braided and clutched behind. It gave a descent look to her pretty face with no layer of hair hiding her eyes.

She put on a light make up. Faint glossy pink lipstick made her lips look even more softer. When she smiled, the deep purple blush applied lightly on her fair cheeks, made her natural blush even more clearly visible. 

The clock struck 7. She left for the office after she took she took her blessings from God and her late family. 

In the office, she was warmly welcomed by the staff. Marldon first took her to have a meeting with their main boss, Mr. Mitsubishi Kenicha. Freznel was afraid when she saw Mitsubishi's frightening, dark complexioned face with abnormally big eyes. His habit of raising his thick eyebrows frequently while talking, made her even more horror struck.  

Marldon showed her the way to her cabin. Freznel cut the red ribbon which matched with her dress. Everyone present there apploused as she did that. She felt purely happy from the inner core of her heart. 

She opened the cabin door, and was struck by amazement as she ran her eyes accross the clean cabin. The stripped curtains which veiled the window were awesome. In the front-most part of the room, were two cozy sofas set face to face. There was a large rectangular glass table in between. This whole set up was made so that she could have discussion, and show her sketches and the dresses to the manager, and also the main boss of the office. She stood there with boundless happiness overflowing from her eyes. 

Both Marldon and Freznel entered the cabin and sat face to face on the sofas.

"Miss Hazel... I mean-- Miss Freznel..." Marldon corrected himself, coming out of Freznel's hazel eyes. Freznel blushed heavily as Marldon corrected himself." Your first task is to make a sketchbook of a collection of unique designed, modern fashionable one piece clothes in ladies wear. This is the order from our main boss, Mr. Mitsubishi Kenicha. "

Her stomach got wobbly when she heard Mitsubishi's name. Marldon kept on talking to Freznel about the task and the tips to work on it. The motivating words which escaped his lips kept the candle of Freznel's interest to hear him, burning continuously, without flickering. She listened to Marldon carefully. Freznel's hazel eyes met Marldon's blue eyes quite oftenly, leading Freznel to blush involutarily. She liked to be in Marldon's presence. Same was with Marldon too. They started to feel free with each other. 

Since it was her very first day, she was allowed to leave home early. But she was told that that she would have to stay till 4 p.m. from the next day.

At home, she washed her make up. She looked in the mirror, as she tied her hair into a wan. She looked at her eyes, and remembered Marldon. She blushed again, when she recapitulated, how he corrected himself. " Miss Hazel... that's a nice name " she murmered in a low voice.

There, Marldon too remebered how he corrected himself and tried to come out of the hazel eyes of Freznel, which tended to pull him back in their depth. Both were in a great liking with each other.