Love for Time

Chapter 18 - We Do Not Match

The President Suite room of the Grand Hotel opened immediately, shortly after Dimitri rang the bell. Keisya was waiting for his arrival. As soon as he saw Dimitri in front of the door, the girl went straight into the room again. His body language gave Dimitri a code to enter a room that is quite spacious and elegant, arranged with an interior concept that deserves a thumbs up.

Keisya sat on a large sofa in the middle of the room complete with a table and knickknacks. Dimitri glanced at a closed room door, it looked like it was Oma's room and she was already asleep. So in this guest room there was only Keisya and himself.

On the table, lay some paper bags that were placed carelessly. Some branded stuff scattered on the table. Black montblanc men's backpack that looks dashing with neat stitches, salvatore feragamo belt, and also a small cardboard inscribed bvlgarri home, woody floral musk fragrance for men.

Dimitri took a slow breath and exhaled, he recognized the items.

"Please explain it to me! Why did you return all these things? I bought it specifically for you when I went to Singapore two weeks ago." asked Keisya annoyed. He purposely brought the item today, in the hope that Dimitri would change his mind and accept it. Goods are expensive and most people their age love branded goods. Moreover, it was free, and Dimitri had rejected it instead!

"Sorry, I don't need it." Answer Dimitri slowly. His confidence always disappeared every time he faced Keisya, his body always automatically spoke slowly and politely.

"Why?" Keisya pouted, his hands folded in front of his chest.

He had already imagined Dimitri who would look more handsome with branded goods that he had bought. Then he intends to invite his fiancee to the mall. Dimitri's handsome, just not polished yet.

Unfortunately, his fiance did not show the slightest enthusiasm for his gift. Keisya was really disappointed and humiliated.

"But why?" sue Keisya again.

Dimitri frowned, should there be a reason to refuse to wear branded goods? He's throttling. "Yes, because I don't like branded stuff."

Ha's? Whahuh?

They look at each other. Keisya. These items are expensive and not everyone can get them. He was even more upset when he saw Dimitri sitting opposite him with his back straight and stiff, not sticking on the sofa. It was obvious that her fiance was uncomfortable.

"What because of that geeky girl you're avoiding me?"

"Huh?"

"Chery."

Dimitri swallowed. This is what she was afraid of, Cheryl must have been stuck with these things. Dimitri just feels inappropriate to wear branded goods, even though the school alone he still needs student duties and support. After all, receiving goods from Keisya made him feel even less self-respect.

"It has nothing to do with Cheryl. I just don't want to owe you any more, Kei. I can't bear to waste money, while there are others who bother just for a bite of rice." Dimitri replied. His head was back down, like a subordinate to his superior.

"I know you went with him, Dim. I'm not angry, am I? I just want you to take it and use these things. What's difficult?" keysia's voice sounded so upset.

"Look at Key. I'd rather ride a motorcycle and go to the mountains than spend your parents' money buying these things."

Keysia. "Huh? The motors? The mountain?" It felt like he wanted to pry his ears that arrived - suddenly itchy.

"You haven't bullied me on a motorcycle, have you?" dimitri asked later, her voice remained smooth and polite.

Keysia looked at Dimitri in surprise, guessing the direction of their conversation. "How often have you taken me to Singapore, Orchard Road is the best. Get on the plane, Dim." The girl flicked her thick, shiny hair back.

"By the way, if you like mountains. I want to go to the Alps. We can not only see Dammastock and the Matterhorn, but also ski. Definitely exciting!" said cheerful.

"Why don't we just go to Bromo? We can rent a jeep and see the sunrise there." Dimitri's eyes glared, recalling the time he took Cheryl to the top of Telomoyo.

Ah, if only Cheryl's mood was good at the time. Of course their visit to Telomoyo will be more fun.

Keisya. He had no idea what Bromo meant by Dimitri. His smartphone is not smart enough to tell him about Mount Bromo in East Java. It will only answer when asked. All this time all he saw was overseas tourism, or Bali.

Dimitri smiled faintly. "Needle - it can still be sold. Just put it in the market place, somebody's gonna."

"Who is that?"

"Mubazir."

"Oh, if used is not redundant."

"My pack is still good, my belt just bought last month." Dimitri picked up the perfume box on the table. "And this? You forget that I'm just a regular student, not a CEO who's worth spending money on a bottle of perfume?" Dimitri ventured to express his heart.

Keisya looked at the handsome young man before him. Actually Dimitri was born to a family that is quite capable, it's just that his Papa was wrong to use money and was not good at running his Grandfather's company. These items were nothing foreign to Dimitri.

But Dimitri is different, since both his parents are absent and his Oma is sick. He took off all his branded goods and chose partime work. All the items in Dimitri's room, all because of the coercion of Mama Keisya.

"don't want. What do my friends say when I sell things I already bought."

Dimitri smiled faintly. "We don't fit in, Kei."

Keysia looked at Dimitri in disbelief. After all these years he liked Dimitri and finally they managed to get engaged. After many attempts he approached Dimitri. It's nice of him to say that they don't fit.

She is a beautiful and rich girl in her town. Guys - guys scramble, trying to win his heart. No need for him to approach, gifts came from them. Her mama's socialite friends want to match her with their child.

But strangely enough, he falls in love with a quiet young man who has nothing. The cost of treatment of Oma Dimitri is also borne by Mama Papanya. He doesn't know why he can't throw a guy who's too cute to him. Falling in love half dead. Search - look for opportunities to meet him.

The next five minutes passed without any interaction. Keysia could not say - her sobriety words. He stood up, stomped his feet and walked into one of the rooms in the president suite.

Connect yes....

Note :

Alps are the name of the mountains in Switzerland.

Dammastock and Matterhorn: snow-covered peaks..

Orchard Road: a street in Singapore where retail and entertainment (branded goods center)