Cassandra Loving

Cassandra Resistance

Pras felt Cassandra's soft hand coiling around her waist slowly tighten.

Uh! Holy hooch! He shouldn't have been pounding. But why is he pounding?

Just Mayasa's previous touch made her misbehave, but why now did Cassandra's hand on her waist make her cold hot?

With a single glance through the rearview mirror of his vespanya, Pras could see papa Cassandra gawking while standing up to see her vespanya drove away first.

After passing through the hospital gate, Cassandra automatically releases her handrails on Pras' waist.

Not only that, Cassandra also rewind her seat in the narrow seat of the Vespa until her position with Pras was not as close as before.

Pras cleared his throat, trying to cover up his misdeeds.

Cassandra seems to be so cute. His face was slabs away when Pras glanced at him from the rearview mirror again.

Instead, Cassandra held Pras' shoulder as when he was riding an ojek. Pras really resigned until finally they arrived at the restaurant that Papa Cassandra meant.

Cassandra got off the vespa and is now taking off her helmet smoothly. He also handed the helmet to Pras and waltzed in first.

Pras who had taken a plan to nag Cassandra who had slandered her was again made gawking.

"Geez that girl is worse than I thought! I have to be a little fierce! Otherwise he slanders me even more in front of Om Pram.

I was mistaken for a pervert and took advantage of Cassandra's innocence. The kid knows how to piss me off!" Pras ruffled his own hair due to stress.

He soon followed Cassandra who apparently already got a table inside. He sat quietly and chose the menu.

Pras sat in front of him and put on an annoyed face. He hoped Cassandra would know that he was upset about being slandered and apologized. But what's the outcome? Cassandra remains indifferent even engrossed in chatting herself with the waiter who recorded her order.

Want to not want Pras to come order. Until when the waiter finally stepped away from their table, Pras who felt he had a chance to talk to Cassandra opened his mouth.

"Cassandra, you can stop not pranking me in front of your papa. Papa you thought I was..."

"Father!" Cassandra even pretended not to hear Pras and stood up to greet her papa who had just arrived.

Pras sat down and felt more and more he had no chance to talk anymore. Just watch out for you Cassandra!

"Sit, Pa! I've finished the usual menu Papa pesen. Mr Budi want to be licensed, right?" Cassandra asked Mr. Budi the driver who had brought her father in.

Mr. Budi shook his head and resigned himself to wait outside. Yes, Cassandra was accustomed by her father not to underestimate the employees who work for them. At home they ate the same food as they ate.

So good Prambodo, they sometimes singleness themselves like this Mr. Budi. But if you want sometimes they are invited to eat semeja too.

"Oh, okay. Papa there's no other dietary restrictions, right? I made sure everything was safe." Cassandra who ever knew her father was sick so attention.

"No, San. Safe all." Prambodo tried to sit comfortably next to Pras who looked distasteful to him.

Because it was a bit awkward after his views changed about the prospective son-in-law, Prambodo became a bit sensitive about their relationship.

"Praise neatly so that others do not know you have a relationship. It could be bad if the school knew. Yes, even though the head of the foundation already knows about this. But that's a different thing.

Papa wants Pras to take care of Cassandra but in an inconspicuous way. One year you will be teachers and students. Anyway Pras has to escort Cassandra until graduation. If you knew Pras how many times I was called to school because Cassandra was trying to make a lot of mistakes to be in-DO.

The point is I just want Cassandra to finish school. Graduated correctly. Cassandra's problem with learning music, now it's okay. Same origin as Pras."

Prambodo with a tired body because of the check-up was trying to look okay. Though now to talk at length he sometimes felt his energy drained. 

Cassandra just nodded her head in obedience. Do not just know his papa if in his heart he has many ignorant plans to make Pras hassles later. If possible, Pras would give up and leave the school.

Cassandra thought that by making Pras annoyed and annoyed at her, the matchmaking would be void. Though yes no. This matchmaking has been agreed by Arik Gudono and Prambodo by risking friendly relations with their companies and their contents.

"Tomorrow at the company's dinner, your engagement will be announced. There was no official engagement. We try not to make this flashy.

It's just symbolic. At once Pras may want to do a small parting with the team in the office because the next year will rarely be active in the office. Pras will focus on being a teacher at school and taking care of Cassandra." Prambodo continued his sentence again.

Pras mangosteen only. He pretended to be fine as if accepting all these decisions. Though imagining Masaya will be at the office event and see it with Cassandra alone has made her stomach wrapped around. Imagining that scene left her heart torn to shreds.

Pras did not know Masaya's heart had been torn to shreds since he had seen Pras near Cassandra in the hospital parking lot.

The dishes came and they ate quietly. Until finally everything was finished and Prambodo firmly asked Cassandra to go home with him in the car.

Does Cassandra agree? Sure didn't. At first the girl was still whining to say she wanted to ride Pras motorbike but eventually she relented as well because her papa started glaring annoyed.

"Bye, San. See you tomorrow night. I'll pick ya up." Pras tried to be polite and be sweet.

Prambodo looked at Pras with a proud look as well even though there was now an anxiety of love due to Cassandra's slander.

Just the first time they met, Pras was able to make Cassandra say "yes" to come to the company dinner that Cassandra always hated and she refused to come raw to come every year.

Cassandra nodded her head in affirming Pras' invitation while smiling no less sweet. But when his papa looked the other way his smile at Pras turned into a withered smile, even he stuck out his tongue like a child.

Pras was anxious to catch a cut but he held back. Indeed Cassandra over time increasingly become-so also his behavior.

"Pick up the car, Pras. Remember that! In the future Om will be angry if you dare to take Cassandra on a motorcycle again!" Prambodo looked at Pras seriously.

"I-iya, Om," answered Pras who could not argue with his future father-in-law.

Cassandra who was standing behind her papa seemed to laugh softly without a sound. The girl apparently really enjoyed the moment to upset Pras.

Pras wants to get angry but he can't. You brat! Pras can only nag in the heart.

Cassandra thought this way their relationship would get worse. Though through this kind of interaction Pras heart will eventually find that vibration. The vibration of feeling that people refer to as 'love.'

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