
Arini woke up early in the morning and as usual every Sunday always jogging around the complex to maintain his health. "Bun, Arini is going yaa" said Arini to her bunda who was busy in the kitchen. "Don't forget to stop by Irene's house" mother Arini's message reminded. "Yes, bun. Just pray my memory is strong today" Arini replied with a laugh recalling her bad habits.
Half an hour past Arini warming up and running around the residential complex where he lives. Arini was about to go home and remember her mother. Hhhhhhh.."hmmmmm. I had to go back" he complained with a smile. Arini turned around and set foot towards Irene's house which was a bit far and different block with her house.
Arini was stunned to see a luxurious and beautiful house. Indeed in the housing xx on the front of the initial block is a row of luxury homes that the owner of the average official and businessman. And Arini just this time stepped into the luxury block at the request of the mother. Ms. Irene is a friend of her parents who often do various activities in the housing complex and some other social activities. As Arini Bu Irene was the wife of one of the city's regional officials.
Arini rang the bell a third time with an uncomfortable feeling. Arini was shocked when a hand patted her on the shoulder from behind. "Sorry, miss who's looking?" the sound made Arini more surprised and his heartbeat became irregular. Arini's hand was clutching hard. Arini calmed her heart. "quiet my heart, no way Mr. Hunter. He will not live in this house" whispered Arini's heart to calm his mind.
Arini turned her back, and.."aaaaaaaaahh.." cried Arini as she saw who was patting and clutching her shoulder. "Ishhhh. Are you surprised to see my face this morning?. You think this handsome face is creepy, so you scream in front of the gate of people's houses?. Or are you having evil intentions standing up this early and looking into the courtyard of this house?" search men sucks version of Arini. Ahmad stared hard and smiled small. The look in his eyes pierced towards Arini who suddenly looked misbehaved and nervous.
"Eh...should I ask why are you dumbstruck in front of the gate of my house?. Or are you going to negotiate about the punishment of the duty I gave you yesterday?" sharp sentences Ahmad without tone more impressed accusing Arini. Arini took a deep breath facing the young lecturer who was cold, somewhat haughty, and handsome for sure. Arini smiled.handsome but killer, whispered her heart sour.
"Sorry, sir. I was told by Mother Liana to stop by Irene's house to take a seat. And this is the address given by Mother. So, I did not know that this luxurious and beautiful house belonged to Mr. Drs. Ahmad Al Akhtar, MS. Please permission to see Irene, sir??" Arini relented and was reluctant to debate her narcissistic and cold lecturer. Arini is reluctant to waste time because he has memorized the attitude of Ahmad Sang Lecturer who has been a year this often gives him punishment even with a small mistake unintended.
Suddenly from inside Irene came wide steps towards the gate where Ahmad and Irene were still standing. "Basar a rancid child. Already a lecturer and highly educated still not berahlak. The guest was weaned in instead of you attacking the rich census man" scorned bu Irene pulled Arini's arm and her next hand reached out to Ahmad, who was the only son of her puppet. Ahmad grimaced over his mother's soft spot while staring at Arini's threat. "Ishhhh.mama don't drop my image. He's my student" Ahmad defended himself. Bu Irene ignored Ahmad and brought Arini into her house.
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