Fake Fiancee
Chapters. 112 She Lisa
The day after Aksa's confession in her room.
It's a beautiful morning. Holidays.
“Why eat you now a little, Yora?” ask Miss Anne. Yora silently did not answer. Maya looks. Looks like the girl did not hear her mother's reprimand. “Yora. Mama is asking you.” Anne repeated her question.
“Nona Yora. The madam was asking,” said Maya who was standing near this girl helping her.
“Ah, Maya. What's up?” tanya Yora raised her head. The girl's body was slowly cramped. It was like he woke up from his dream.
“Mistress Anne is asking you,” said Maya repeating the question gently.
“Oh, mom. What's up Ma?” Yora turned to Mistress Anne who patiently looked towards her daughter.
“Somebody bothering your mind?”
“No. Nothing,” Yora replied quickly.
“Then why eat you a little? Auntie has cooked a good meal for you. Even this is your favorite. Then why don't you touch your food in the slightest?” point Miss Anne at Yora's plate that is still intact with her eyeballs.
Yora lowered her gaze to look at her plate. He hasn't eaten anything yet! What's he been doing since? His hand held a spoon. Even that was a few minutes ago. All he ate was the tip of the vegetable. Is it worth eating?
“Oh, sorry mom. Yora rather full.” Yora said it timidly.
“What's the? You haven't eaten anything this morning. Bread or drink milk is not.”
“I'm not a child, Ma. I don't want to drink milk.” Yora offended mom calling drinking milk. It makes him look more like a boy. And ... Aksa doesn't like that. But why in fact choose Lisa who is also the same age with money is still a child?
Love is unique.
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Yora tried to bring snacks upstairs. He's sitting on the balcony. Facing the back area of the house.
Maya, who had wanted to ask you something since last night, went upstairs. The young woman approached Yora with a glass of juice.
“Ah ... I'm glad you brought it for me.” Yora likes the apple juice that Maya brings. Then he approached the balcony. Hand over the glass to Yora and then looked down.
“The atmosphere this morning was beautiful. You don't want to go out or where, do you?” Maya offers a call. He gave Maya a code to wait. Because Yora was still gulping down that juice.
“Hh ... I don't want to go anywhere, Maya.” Yora started to let out her voice after being satisfied to gulp the juice for half a glass.
“It's good weather to visit or date. Don't you have a date with your fiancee?” ask Maya. Yora shook her head weakly.
“You know, Brother Aksa is not a real fiancee.”
“If not real, then what?” Maya approached the chair and sat down near this girl.
“This engagement is just for me. Not the two of us. You know Aksa doesn't love me,” said Yora began to open up.
“That means ... “
“Kak Aksa never wanted this engagement. All of it was just my obsession.”
“Then, aren't you still the man's fiancee?”
“Iya, but I don't want to force it.”
“So you want to give up on Aksa?” search Maya. Yora was silent for a moment. Then nod. “But he still has to care about you because of your status.”
“He won't care about me, Maya. He already loves others.” Yora said this with a face of wanting to cry.
“Oh, the woman? Tiara?” ask Maya who already knows that women are the most special among women who are close to Aksa
“Not. She Lisa,” said Yora wanted to stop Maya thinking that the woman who likes to design clothes is the one Aksa loves.
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