He's The One I Can't Avoid
Chapter 8. Dinners
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There was a horn in front of Risa's house.
"Ris..gue road, yes...".
"Ok beeib, please, good luck, yes." while raising his thumb.
With a simple dress but still looks elegant wear Hanum, which does have a very beautiful face, high body all the way. A simple dress with a simple cut is sweetened with a knee-length cherry blossom motif that shows a clean white calf that has been covered. Making Putra unable to distract her from Hanum.
"Mas.maaaasss..kok bengong".tegur hanum disperse the daydream of the son.
"Hehehe..you look different, you are beautiful skali tonight," said the son after being able to master his nervousness.
"Okay, kali mas,,,, simple dress like this, aren't you ashamed to walk with me???"
"A good dress doesn't have to be expensive, but it depends on the person wearing it.
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After a long journey finally arrived at a very luxurious house with a spacious yard makes me amazed, although my house is also luxurious but this house is more luxurious.
From the terrace of this luxurious house looks a couple whose age is about the size of my papa is enjoying time together.
Seeing the car enter the yard immediately the couple immediately stood up to welcome us with enthusiasm in contrast to the wife seemed unfriendly to see me.
"Ma..pa...introduce this Hanum my future wife".took a gentle hand.
"Evening om..tante.introduce me Hanum secretary of the Putra pack". while smiling and greeting both parents mas Putra.
Without welcoming my hand mama mas Putra walked straight into the house. Instantly made my nyaliku shrivel.
"Let's go in Hanum...I'm sorry Putra's mother, huh????"
"Eh iyya om..."
While walking towards the dining table there is already a mama mas Putra sitting with a bent face, while papa.mas Putra is sitting in the chair of the head of the family.
While pulling the seat, the son told me to sit and then he sat beside me
"Sit here...."
"Thank you, ma'am..."
"Dear son.....what does all this mean???bringing a girl from the bottom into our family..."
"Ma..please this time, let the Son choose a companion for his own life..."
"With this simple girl???wanna put where mom's face is, son..."
"Here is ma....Didn't you choose a wife for me????but what happened ma.."while holding back the emotions of the son clasped my hand.
I tried to calm down to hear mama mas Putra insult me. It turns out this is the fate of disadvantaged girls out there, they will only be insulted in such a way if they meet arrogant humans like mama mas Putra.
"Just mama still won't agree with the relationship, you guys..."
"Sorry aunt.but we love each other and I promise to make a aunt happy".
"Happy????you mean by draining my son's treasure???that it????"
"Astagfirullah.sorry aunt, I do not need the treasure of the Son, I can support myself".
"Oh come on..Women like you may not drain my son's treasure.Who can guarantee haaaaaa!!!".
"Tante don't be too low to judge someone,,, because it could be a wrong assessment. Goodnight".
I ran out of the mansion without regard to the cries of the Son.
"Yes..wait!!!I'll take you home, yeah.."
While holding my hand to the car, and drive forward the car after closing the car door and sitting in the steering chair.
"Just pa.. matchmaking our children with the son of Mr. Atma Wijaya must be implemented immediately".
"Pelan-pelan aja, after all the Son has also chosen his own candidate and according to papa, son Hanum a good girl even though it looks simple".
"Mama still disagrees, pa..."
"Are you sure Mr. Wijaya's son wants to be betrothed to our anal???considering our son is a widower".
"Mama sure pa. after all who can refuse our rich, handsome and good child".
"But ma...pak Atma himself handed over all decisions to his son, after all, the son of Mr. Atma has never been introduced in the business world".
"Everything how to do so that the Son can escape with his secretary".
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After arriving at Risa's house, I immediately descended with a heart filled with disappointment that was rejected outright just because of its simple appearance.
"I'm sorry mom, I'm going to persuade you to bless our relationship".
"Hmmmm..don't be forced to, rightly said mama mas Putra, I'm just a poor girl who is not comparable to the family mas Putra".
"Yes.before you go inside. I want to ask and please answer honestly".
"Well mas...what do you want to ask???"
"This Gini...Actually who are you???mas curious, all about you feels like a mystery, you can go out of school in the favorite campus anyway, the clothes you wear all branded even though the model is simple, bags, shoes, cars are all luxurious,,,".
"hahahaha.mas son is all my work during the silence, so don't worry, I'm still a good girl with dignity. I'm, um, better to be home late at night".
"ok bye honey..."
"bye mas..."
In the guest room Risa and Kykan were engrossed in her phone, when they saw me coming they simultaneously poked me with questions
"Where's dinner tonight, Num???"ask Risa
"Romantics isn't boss, Num????"kykanpun asked
"Only one-on-one can, no, no..."
"ckkk..kuh you, asked instead the answer jutek so,, no fun to know!!".
"I'm changing my clean-up first new story".
Directly into the bathroom cleaning the body and calm the mind. 15 minutes of whistling ritual is completed looks Risa and Kykan sitting on the bed restless out of curiosity.
"Now dong's story, how was his dinner".
"Dining is chaotic beib.."My tears suddenly free fall.the tears that I could bear
"You mean, what the hell is Num..."
"Mama mas Putra rejected me outright and insulted me because I was just a simple girl, who said would only spend her children's property.hik. hik. hik".
"Crazy...!!!!that's the only reason???"
"Salah lo too, Num.Why also you hide your true self, this is the result of you being insulted continuously. If you're a aunt or you know what happened".
"Udahlah.let ajalah.kalo indeed mas Putra is not my soul mate, there will certainly be a better soul mate. Now sleep yuk, tomorrow we nongki-nongki mumpung holiday".
The night was very long, my two best friends had slept soundly, but my eyes were still literate thinking about my love story.
Duhhh God...is this my story???hurt insulted..If only my mother did not tell me to go home, maybe something like this does not need to happen. should I open my identity in public so that people do not look at me low???
I did not feel my eyes were closed and anchored on the island of dreams after tired of thinking about the events of tonight.
