ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 88

Revi.

My heart is pounding, my tension is rising. I was so panicked. This morning I had to have breakfast with the royal family before preparing for the race later in the afternoon.

I stared at the bitch Kendrick was sleeping in the room with me and Reno.

"Why?" tanyanya. I was breathing rough. "Yemenin!"

Kendrick frowned with a joking look in the sparkle of her eyes. I grunt.

I'm really freaking out. I need a friend who I can really rely on in a precarious situation like this.

Now, I realize that the existence of mommy and daddy around me while in the Dalilah family is an inner calm and feeling of security.

Kendrick researched my appearance, I went to see myself. Bizarrely.

I only wear sandals provided by the hotel, shorts, and long shirts.

"You want that?" Kendrick raised one eyebrow. I smiled wryly.

"Change the polite and cool! Mommy's son is relaxing like this, want breakfast with the royal family again! That smart dong, Rev!" cynter Kendrick.

Reno who was still absorbed chuckled. "Otherwise last night, Ken! He was ridiculous to buy chocolate coins at the store next door made in love to Lilah. Where only five more, where he said last night for his brothers' wrestles! Really lost his life." Reno chuckles.

I grinned the horse when I remember last night Dallah sent me a picture of his chocolate that was a grain.

Beliin again.

With a sad emoticon.

"I think he's alone, so five is enough for him. Moreover, I'm afraid he's got a toothache."

Reno chuckles and hits the pillow. "It's just chocolate if it's just that one, it's just a jigong. Dumbass!"

I threw him at this hotel. "Dropped! Dumbass!" my murmur is upset. Reno chuckled, she opened her suitcase and gave me a young man's model black suit. I cringe.

"Wear it to change your jacket! Your hair also wears pomade so it's neat!" reno. I smiled warmly.

My best friend till die.

Kendrick who had prepared my shoes and comb snorted coldly.

"Mommy's message is asking me to come here. Turns out it was just the nemenin Revi in the arena battle love!"

Kendrick lowered my shoulder forcefully. His hands began to rub pomade on his hair, slowly combing it and forming a fringe style.

I grunt, I look cute.

"Not this time either, Ken! My hair is the part of the body that Dalilah likes the most! It's usually important but!"

Kendrick's my head. "Udah is still helping!"

I smiled silly. Kendrick's hand started to get my hair straight and mess it up to be cool.

"Take a change of clothes, put on perfume! Don't be shy Om!"

Om?

Reno and I laughed. Kendrick in this lunglai mentioned himself Om? Totally abstract. But believe me, behind this feeble demeanor there is murderous blood flowing in his veins.

***

The clock shows at half-time seven in the morning. I'm getting ready for breakfast with the royal family.

Not just me actually, all the representatives from the school were taking part. But I want to look special and most handsome to Dalilah.

"Get it ethical, elegant, and honorable! You too, Ren! Don't cingcong much, don't tease Revi!"

Reno cleared his throat lazily. I also dig-degan again because if I usually only eat with the Dalilah nuclear family, now I have to meet his cousin, grandfather, omnya, tantenya and other high-ranking courtiers.

My image has really been at stake this week.

I took a deep breath, inhaled deep air and smiled widely.

"That's ridiculous, Rev!" seloroh Reno's.

"You don't know how to be me, Ren!"

Reno chuckled small. "Mistakenly himself used to bet. Accept the consequences, Rev! And sincere, because from sincere you can live it with santuyyy...." Reno patted me on the shoulder with a smile of the spirit of a motivator.

Speaking of sincere, the tumben he diluted his brain. I got a morning cult where he was. Did his mom and dad teach him any extra lessons at home? If so, funny too. Reno, the son of a palm oil tycoon, has a life teacher.

Unknowingly I chuckled.

***

The hotel restaurant is full of people of Javanese ethnicity. The average Dalilah family uses batik clothes with various models.

While he who stood beside the King and Queen's Father wore ordinary clothes. No powder at all.

"I would like to thank everyone who has gathered with our beloved family. I hope my parents and sisters all enjoyed this breakfast. Please enjoy."

It was the opening that Ayahanda did before we all sat down and enjoyed this breakfast in silence. Only the sound of eating utensils filled this restaurant.

After all, the members of the Dalilah family disbanded one by one. Without talking or talking after breakfast.

I was surprised, it turns out my fears were just ghosts that floated in my brain. I don't even look like her princess lover.

"We're leaving in an hour! Today we only see the dance because the basketball race schedule is still tomorrow morning! Understood?" Baritone from Bambang.

"Understand me, sir!" answer us in unison.

I am ready and need only replace this suit with a school alma mater to go straight to the room where Dalilah is getting ready. I'm curious, and today too I'll know how she dances.

Derren said he trained hard. It will definitely yield maximum results.

This room looks crowded and... Cushions, incense and incense are here. Not to mention the jasmine flowers scattered on the floor made me frown confused. Did they bring him here?

"Gapain look-look!" I was shocked. "Mbak Lilah is not a spectacle!" said Pandu behind me.

I'm shaking the horse. "I'm just monitoring things here" I replied clumsily. Even though he is smart. It's really smart to talk about ghosts and metaphysical things.

Unfortunately I never arrived if he told a story, because all I understand is mathematical and physical formulas. Not metaphysics!

"Pay the fare first look at it! Beliin Mbak Lilah chocolate coin like last night! Sister Lilah nesu, the chocolate I eat all!"

Oh Allah... Just want to see if makeup has to pay taxes. While his other family seemed indifferent to Pandu and me.

I'm prejudiced. Finally I went downstairs to buy some more chocolate coins. Who knows if the chocolate I gave can raise the spirit of Dalilah later.

Luckily the shop was open. I immediately bought a jar of chocolate coins to pay for an attractive tax reward in the form of seeing Dalilah in makeup. His face must be cute and look mature from his actual age.

I'm back at the hotel. But my friends who were in the hotel lobby asked me when I found out I was carrying snacks.

"Share-share, Rev!"

I'm wasting my breath. One, two, three, four until half the contents are gone.

I closed the jar and raised it high. And as I retreated hastily to avoid their jail hands I hit someone.

"Hm!!!"

My inner self knows who I hit. I smiled stiffly.

"Sorry,." I said, clenching my hands together with the jar that I pressed on my arm.

Dalilah's great-grandfather watched me carefully with narrowed eyes. "Don't be careless!" he said then left.

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