Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 30 One of the Terms...

It doesn't feel like watching him go down first, it feels like I want to follow him to the house...

All day long, all night I smiled endlessly like a madman, yes indeed at this time I was crazy about the Beautiful girl who others considered ugly...

To this day I wonder why people say that beauty is ugly, are they blind. ?

Yes I'm sure, they just don't know her, if they get to know her any closer I'm sure they'll easily like her.

Yeah, like that shrimp brain.

She used to hate Beautiful a lot, but after becoming her countryman she became fond of Beautiful.

'Eh but watch out for you Rangga, now that he's my girlfriend, don't you dare approach him watch out for you!!'

A few weeks passed, I was still always watching Rangga's movements, sure he was looking for attention Beautiful, what does it mean Try? he did that? does she really like Beautiful or just want to take advantage of her..

Unbeknownst to the beautiful I came to Rangga and dragged him to the back of the school...

"Heh you, do you mean always approaching Beautiful?"

"What's his business with you, it's up to me to approach anyone" he replied challenging me...

"What's the deal with me? do you know who I am, huh?" I said while holding his collar..

"know, you are poor at work, the work is just beautiful cumin wherever he goes.." he replied to me..

I get more emotional hearing him talk like that.

"what did you say? she's my girlfriend never do you intend to go near her, watch out for you!" threaten me to him.

"Married people can still get divorced, especially those of you who are just dating" he said while leaving..

Watch out for you Rangga, don't mess with me.

That boy really doesn't know himself.

The more days I mount my feelings to Beautiful, I am also more jealous of the Rangga who continues to approach Beautiful without shame, even though beautiful never heed all the sweet attitude of Rangga to her, it still makes me angry at the boy.

Finally the class came up, and when I was in 3rd grade I was able to class again with the girl I loved so much, I sat down next to her...

Every day every time we spend together studying and studying, it may be boring for others, but not with us.

We really took advantage of this moment to achieve even better achievements, what else after entering the second semester, I gave up my position as chairman of OSIS, he said, so more time for me to prepare for the national exam....

I graduated with almost perfect numbers, while Beautiful trailed behind me, her achievements were really amazing, from ordinary to great like now, yes it was because we always studied together..

But thankfully all their accusations were not proven to be true, Beautiful got good grades because of her hard work studying well all along.

Because of our good achievements we were finally able to enter the best High School with a scholarship, we entered that school without costing a penny, actually the cost is not an obstacle for me but if there is a free one why bother paying.

It was very difficult for me to get permission from my parents to stay and attend school in this area, it was because my father was transferred to one of the areas on the island of Borneo.

There are 2 options for me, go with papa or come with mama back to Jakarta, of course it is not the right choice for me, I want to stay here to continue school here.

"I want to stay here ma, pa,.."

"you can dong dear, mama must return to Jakarta there your sister went to school, she is alone, if you do not come with mama, like you are here alone, mama gaga dear"

"i can ma myself here, mama just give me a maid to take care of this house, it's enough, after all Nadine's sister is nearby too, so occasionally I can come to her"

Not long ago papa came to bring a good solution according to him...

"Alright Rif papa will allow you to stay here, but on one condition Rif.."

"condition, what condition is pa?"

The big tall man was grinning with his sly smile, I don't know what his current plan would be.

"After graduating from High School you have to follow military education like what you want, how the best solution right, and you papa allow to stay here ,,"

Yes it is again, how many times I do not want to be a soldier like papa, but let me for a while just follow his will, 3 years is not a short time, he said, there'll be enough time for me to get away from that papa plan..

I agreed to Papa's request, and they also acc my wish to stay here..

The company that mama set up independently without papa meddling in it, the more rapidly growing in Jakarta of course I also have a little berandil in that progress, actually the company will need more of my presence there, the more, but I need more beauty for now.

Actually Mama still has Arga who can help her, but my sister is not interested in the job at all, she just wants to be a normal child who goes to school, of course, papa and mama approve of her, because they actually also let me if I just want to go to school.

but not with me, I have the ability, so why am I wasted if my hobby can be rupiah...

Arga is the one who is opposite to me, his attitude is more inclined towards papa, who is firmly cold and certainly has an interest in being like papa.

While I am, warmer and more flexible like mama, but our faces are both at first glance similar.just as good-looking.hahaha really to this pedean of me, yes it is because mama there are still descendants of Caucasians, but, so I can be this handsome...

That's the cause of a lot of girls in my school who like me, oh what the fuck they are, I'm a fuckin' guy, want to be with those who love it, my boyfriend is just one Beautiful Jelita, I'm a girl, there will be no other.

During High School, my income from helping my mother grew, even though I only worked remotely, sometimes I also have to meet with my mom's clients and hear all their wishes and then realize it in a good picture design...

And a small part of it I gave to my boyfriend....