Masked Girl

Masked Girl
A Million Love for Him



"Yes, no, yes, no.."


Almost all night Andini can not sleep. He thought of the answer from Eza's proposal which he thought was absurd. On the other hand, he does not love Eza, but on the other hand, this is his chance to really change his life. Life is like a princess in a fairy tale.


It's perfect!!


Andini will definitely get everything she wants. The only life that has existed in his dreams. Of course, getting someone like Eza to be sincere and kind must be very difficult. Just for Andini, Eza comes and offers her a million loves.


"Tomorrow I'll talk to Arjuna and aunt."


I don't know what time Andini finally closed his eyes. Until the sun appears and shines brightly, Andini does not wake up.


There was a cold brush felt on his cheek. Andini blinked her eyes for a moment.


"Wake princess. It's noon."


A cold hand was now cupped to his cheek and the sound managed to make Andini's eyes open completely.


"Sir Eza?" Andini is now sitting and leaning on the headboard. Forgetting that last night he allowed Eza to stay at his house and use the next room, which belonged to his parents.


"What time is it?"


"It's 7 o'clock more. I've given you permission to go to school not to go in for two days. So plus a total weekend of 4 days. Enough for your time off." Eza sat on the edge of the bed.


Andini just fell silent. He looked at Eza who was fresh with wet hair. A fragrant aroma emanated from his body that was so intoxicating, in fact, but Andini was resistant.


"Sorry Sir. Mr. Eza must have been overheated last night and there were also a lot of mosquitoes."


"I'm cold here. Especially the water is cold."


Again Andini just stared at Eza while biting her lower lip. He wanted to talk something but got stuck. Don't know where to start.


"Why? Going to the bathroom?" ask Eza who can catch the restless face of Andini.


Andini shook her head.


"Then?"


"Hmm, about yesterday's answer." Andini's words hung in the air.


Eza smile. He had not expected to get an answer this early from Andini.


"Yes, I agree." Andini sped up her sentence.


"Are you sure? You accepted my proposal?" ask Eza to make sure. It should not be rushed like this, based on the order they should go through the stages of courtship first, fiancee, then married. But not for Eza, better Eza bind Andini officially. Wait especially. Not even applying for Andini romantically. Romance will happen when they get married.


Andini nodded her head.


Instantly Eza embraced Andini with a spontaneous movement of the body because of his happiness.


"Hmm, sir but there's one condition." Andini encourages Eza to take off her arms.


"OKAY. What's?" Eza took off his embrace and still stared fixedly at Andini.


"I did agree to marry Mr. Eza. But after I got married, I was not ready.. If must.. If must... That's.. Hmm, that.."


"Then what? Mr. Eza is..."


"Mas Eza." he concluded. "Point. No debate."


Andini only fell silent as she swallowed her saliva several times imagining the new name's call. Mas Eza's? Although he had been used to calling him Mas Hans before but for this time it felt tickling. I don't know, because Andini knew Eza as his teacher at school to make him accustomed to seeing Eza as a math teacher.


"Yes already. Let me call Rendi to take care of our letters. In two days we'll be married."


"Two days?" Andini widened her eyes. He was very surprised. He never thought he would get married that soon. "It's not too fast. I haven't told you Juna is a aunt."


"The matter is easy. You'll have to call later. Then let them come here tomorrow. I ordered travel."


"But sir. Uh, Mas. I'm not ready for anything."


"Let me prepare all."


Andini surrender. He just wants Eza.


"Now what do you want? To the bathroom?"


Andini nodded her head. "Let me walk alone. I don't think it hurts."


"Don't first. Wait another day. It doesn't hurt because you're taking medicine." After taking the bathrobe, Eza grabbed Andini's body and carried her and walked out of the room.


Andini spread her gaze throughout the room including the kitchen. Neat and clean. "Who cleaned up sir? Uh, Mas." Still Andini is not used to calling Eza as Mas.


"Your husband-to-be" Eza said with a smile. She woke up a few hours ago to get home first. Although a CEO, but he can also take care of homework because he was used to living independently since childhood.


"Eza Mas? Geez, don't bother, let me. Mas Eza is also definitely not used to ngerjain kayak gini."


Eza dropped Andini off in the bathroom near the tub of water. He was now looking at the red-coloured face of Andini. Hearing Andini call him Mas alone really made him so happy. "I'm ordinary. Ever since I was a child, I have been used to living independently. Both my parents often went abroad for a few days or even months."


One more thing you just found out about Eza. He is a perfect man. He should be happy to get Eza's love so easily. But for now it feels all too soon for him.


"It's not uncommon for me to do this." With a fast and accurate duration, Eza briefly kissed Andini's lips slightly open.


Andini. He was like a high voltage electric shock. But it didn't make him faint. Instead, make him sculpt and can only look at Eza who is now smiling sideways while walking out of the bathroom and closing the door.


Andini felt her lips. Lothawat! Eza is getting brave now. He was worried, instead he would be tempted, lulled, and lulled by the treatment and good looks of Eza.


Come on Andini, what to worry about. Eza is perfect. Dambaan every woman. Reply to her love and your life will be happy. Easy right?


Yes it is easy.


Andini was still pensive for a while. He just remembered one thing.


How are Mas Eza's parents? Will they bless this marriage?


Andini becomes thinking no-no. He was reminded of films about love that were not condoned just because of social inequality. What Eza parents belong to the category that distinguishes the status and picky prospective daughter-in-law from seedlings bebet and its weight.


After flying into the clouds, he suddenly now felt crashing to earth thinking of the true facts attributed to the temporary conjecture of Andini.


I hope it's just fear...