- Between Love And Prestige

- Between Love And Prestige
CHAPTER 10~



Yaya continues to follow the lira and until the lira stops yaya cursing between the walls. Yaya sees the lira meeting the fahmi.


Yaya still didn't know what they were talking about because yaya was a bit far away from them.


Yaya went and went to the toilet, when she arrived at the toilet, she cried and won.


Bell sounded very loud all over the school.


Yaya immediately cleaned her face and went to her class. Yaya just looked down and was silent.


"Lho lu knapa?, how rich you cry like that" Tanya tania beside yaya. "Huh? Who was crying earlier that someone entered my eyes" replied yaya lying.


Fahmi and lira get into the class simultaneously, yaya feels her chest hurts even more than before.


"Lho yaya lu why?" Ask lira suddenly. "Gw gk papa" yaya replied with a bow and pretended to read the novel.


"Honestly, why?" Ask lira.


Suddenly the teacher came. "Both our children start learning yes." said the teacher. "Yes, sir," replied all the disciples.


They started the lesson.


Bell went home and rang all the students scattered to get out of class.


Yaya chose to go home last night in class because she wanted to calm herself down. "Yep yes" said Nara. "Yes, you guys go first, I want to call the driver first" said Yaya.


Now the yaya class is quiet. Yaya immediately slapped her hand on her desk and cried.


Some then calmed down he immediately called the driver to pick him up.


Yaya heads to the parking lot but yaya again feels pain when he sees fahmi piggybacking the lira. The lira and the fahmi pass and yaya looks down.


The driver arrived and yay went home.


Arriving at home yaya went straight to his room. Yaya cried in his room, hp yaya rang like someone was chirping yaya at whastaap.


Yaya also opened her phone and saw her chat just from the group.


Yaya put his phone back. And continued his crying.


Yaya was tired of crying and she decided to go shopping.


Finish bathing and changing clothes yaya invite fadil, and ask the driver to deliver it to the mall.


~Selevation In mall~


Yaya buys whatever yaya wants there and fadil too. Yes, yes, yaya was indeed born to a rich family.


Arrived yaya remembered that today there is a film that yaya kepoin, yaya also finally asked fadil to join yaya watching the cinema.


Fadil also according to whatever yaya talked about because he was afraid of being lost.


"Don't know the hehe, it's just a brother kepo aja" said yaya while scratching his neck that does not itch. "Ealah brother.." said fadil.


"We go there and buy popcron while waiting for the queue" said Yaya. "Okay sister" replied Fadil.


The film began everyone was preparing to watch it, yaya and fadil decided to sit in the back seat.


The film begins to be very scared when the ghosts appear.


But fadil is just flat and ordinary while eating his popcron, yes.


Finally the film was completed and will be replaced by a romantic film said people there. Yaya was shocked again when he saw the fahmi and lira walking towards the cinema.


Yaya immediately looked away and spoke to the fadil to go straight home.


When the car yaya directly told the driver to immediately drive him home.


"Finally at home" said Yaya. "Geez yaya his groceries really a lot of cake that?, could be papa broke ni" said papa fadil with a clear face. "Dih papah times dong shopping many cakes gini" said yaya.


"It's up to you, but papa boughtin what is it??" papa yaya said back to his face. "Not bought what pah😅" said yaya. "Here" said papa yaya as he went to the room.


"The papah baperan really si, this martabak sweet for papah" said yaya. "Where yes" papah yaya who had been propped down again to take his hammer and headed to the room to interpret it.


Yaya also gave groceries that had been prepared for his grandmother and mother.


Yaya decided to go back to her room. She cried again until she finally fell asleep.


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yaya is already jealous of this, but wait for the episode well, yeah,


continue the next chapter.....


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