ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 11

We stared in a tense silence. Only the whirring of the wind was heard, and dusk began to crawl up into the contest.

We, a pair of strangers who had suddenly become lovers due to a ridiculous bet we made a few days ago, were sitting around taking time. 

I'm hard on saying that Revi was my first girlfriend. In fact, just saying her name doesn't shake my heart. 

It's a lie, and I admit it. 

"It's okay, I know the princess. But I assure you, I am your first love that you will find hard to forget. Believe me." said Revi confidently. 

"Don't be bragging!" rebuttal fast. 

Revi smiled in jail, "So what date are we dating? Let me write it in your diary."

"It doesn't really matter. It's gone there." 

"You don't want a date? Those streets? It's Saturday afternoon, after all we're lovers." Revi lowered his eyebrows. The nature of his jail was never completely undone, even though we met at home, home! Because only the house keeps me safe from the seduction of a man named Revi.  

"Date with delusion!" sahutku.

Revi chuckled, then closed his mouth as the courtier bowed respectfully before me. 

"Sorry ndoro ayu, Gusti prince haryo Nanang wants to meet with ndoro princess and friends in the family room." 

I nodded with a happy smile. Then the idea to retaliate for Revi's treatment is complete. 

Om Nanang will definitely not let me, his favorite nephew be in the wrong girlfriend. 

"Come on... Yesterday Om Nanang said he wanted to see you." 

Revi looked at me, hesitating. 

"We don't bite. Justjust... Yes, you have to be polite, no installment!" 

Revi let out a long sigh, he asked me. Who is Om Nanang, who is he. The old man with the maximum good looks said the other day, "You boyfriend, Dalilah? Got what? Can what? Don't hold Dalilah's hand if it only hurts him." 

The heart of Revi was shocked at that moment. We were just messing around with this relationship. It seems. Stupider

I don't take this relationship too seriously. Somehow with Revi. 

"OKAY. For your sake, princess." Revi smiled faintly. 

"Rarely? Don't get me wrong!" godaku while holding a smile. He nodded steadily. 

"Dare to date the king's son, it means having to be brave to also make a decision. Don't just dare to bet!" ledekku while elbowing Revi's arm. 

"That's different, princess. It's called a game. We can cancel this bet if you want!"  

I chuckled at Revi's statement, then shook my head quickly in front of him. My eyes stared intently at his bead. Seemed so obvious fear in his net. 

"You said it was a game? Try smiling?" I said. 

Revi hesitated to do so, "Sorry" he said softly. 

"I'll enjoy this game, just say it if you want to give up. Come on, come in."

Revi looks furious and hesitates to follow me into the family room to meet Om Nanang. 

"You know what? Only brave men dare to approach the King's son. And, you have dared to approach me from the beginning. Now accept the consequences." 

Revi smiled bitterly, "My intentions are only teasing you princess. Out of all the new students only you look rancid." 

"Like you see it?" 

Revi nodded, he circulated his gaze while walking. He researched all the trinkets in this house

"Classical, old, and precious. All the stuff here nothing fancy. But meaning! So if you were me, which one would you choose, mom? Fancy or mean?"

Entering the living room, Om Nanang smilingly greeted me. He folded the newspaper and patted the bench next to him. 

"Well eat?" tanyakanya. 

I sat down after asking Revi to sit in front of us. 

"No, Om. Lilah was not invited by Lilah's boyfriend for dinner. Lilah's boyfriend seemed to be ngirit." I said a lie, whereas Revi realized that he was offering me a date. Either to a cafe or shopping center. But he must have had a thick wallet. No way, say to the King's children's house does not bring much money. 

I held back a smile, as Revi was about to flinch. 

"Are you really nervous? See your wallet?" om Nanang.

Revi. Not only that, I made sure his heart was racing. 

"Where show! You also need to make sure you have a SIM or not? Om did not want, Lilah was brought speeding and then hit the sidewalk and fell on the street. The skin that has been scratched every three days must be scratched because of you." 

For God's sake! It was a face of Revi that was so uncomfortable. But I was also amused by his expression that could not be taken out. 

"Here, Om." Revi reached out his hand with a black wallet branded local distro that is still successful today.

Om Nanang smiled happily, "Buy there?" he asked while pointing at the distro logo that I knew it was his clothing store. 

Revi nodded politely. 

"Why buy there? Is it because every weekend has discounts? Or because of student prices? Say?" ask Om Nanang Panjang while checking the contents of Revi's wallet. 

Revi nodded repeatedly. With what Om Nanang said.

"Other times if shopping there says the same as you have, ask for a special discount!" 

Revi gaped, not understanding the words of Om Nanang at all. 

"Ehm... Um... I don't know who's got it." Revi said clumsily. 

Me and Om Nanang threw eyes at each other and smiled. 

"Keep well his wallet, who knows from the wallet you can get blessing" said Om Nanang while hanging out Revi's wallet.

Revi smiled, maybe his mind grumbled when he had to keep his wallet out of its contents. And we both realized that. 

"Om Nanang owns the clothing store. But who takes care of his friend." I explained. 

Revi nodded in understanding, "I like the design and the selection of raw materials. Is Om Nanang a graphic design graduate?" ask Revi. 

Om Nanang shook his head, "Do you know or want to know?" goda Om Nanang's. 

I refrained from laughing, Revi... You are again in the Betmen trap made by om Nanang. Please.., I'll remember your face that looks pale helpless. 

"I'm a German major. S1 in public universities, S2 in Germany. Do you want me to speak German?" 

Revi shook his head quickly, "I'm sorry I don't understand German. The Javanese language alone does not understand very much." 

Om Nanang laughed, "Willst du die Freundin eines Adligen sein, sane verstehst du kein Javanisch." Om Nanang shook his head, Revi shrugged wrongly and asked me through the look in his eyes. 

"That I'm a language translator!" sergeant hurry.

"Hehehe..." 

"Because you're still in high school, and you're just entering puberty. I think you should understand this. Keep in mind carefully Revi Bramasta mas..." Om Nanang leaned his body slightly towards Revi, "It is not just anyone who can be played by anyone, not least by his first love. Because the first one has its own and special place. But second love..." Om Nanang sighed without continuing his sentence. 

"Now go for a walk to the clothing store, you can choose a couple t-shirt if you want. It's good to see you two like a Pancoran statue!"

...Happy Reading 💚...