
Nature still sided with Hanna. When her foot landed on the floor of her room, the door was knocked.
"Si-who?" ask hoarse. Jolted, so shocked to hear that sudden knock. Fortunately, he did not follow Davlin's will, who asked to embrace for another half an hour.
Recalling the man, a red hue crept across his cheek. How not, last night they almost forgot themselves, hot and full of sensation but amazingly Davlin again can control himself.
"This, Papa... Why hasn't it come down yet? you're not in college, Han? want to go together?"
"Sorry, Pa." Hanna opened the door, let Stuart in. "My lecture eyes are in the afternoon, this morning there is no class, so you can relax, papa first," said Hanna seemed groggy especially because Stuart looked at her sharply, with a frown on his forehead.
"You just woke up?"
"Huh? oh yeah, Pa."
"Is the balcony door open?" Stuart planned to step outwards, ascertaining the situation.
"Papa.." cried Hanna who remembered that she had forgotten to return the position of the stairs that still extended to the neighboring balcony.
"What?" Stuart turned around, approaching Hanna whose face was already dead.
"Something I want to talk about." Hanna pulled Stuart's hand, sat on the bed, Stuart was about to throw his ass, Hanna was back on her feet, and then asked her father to come down.
"What's the matter, Han? papa is confused by your attitude" said Stuart, staring at his daughter. The strange gawk he could feel at this moment from Hanna.
"I? I'm doing fine. Just wanted to tell a story, but all breakfast.
"Say, is there something you want to talk about?" stuart's Tagih. She was afraid that her son was in trouble.
"Disputable? oh, aye. Do you know who bought the painting?"
"Yet. Wh why? He said a businessman. He just had his assistant come to the gallery. Why?"
"It's nothing. Just afraid that the leech's back bothering our family."
"Don't worry, papa's already paid off with the interest. This is a valuable lesson for papa, will not be rash to make a decision. Papa would like to thank the person who has bought the painting, without bargaining, even papa has not said the price even, he immediately said he wants to buy a painting 200 million," stuart is full haru.
Hanna's heart warms. The way Davlin helped her was so sweet, it didn't demean her family at all.
Duh, so want to hug him again right!
A bashful smile appeared on his face due to his dirty thinking.
"What's wrong? is there anything interesting?"
***
"To the canteen, yuk. Hungry," said Ara, lay her head on Hanna's shoulders which still summarized the course material that had just ended.
"Just a minute, Bestie."
As always, FBS canteens are full of hungry humans. No wonder, the food in this canteen is the most delicious of all the canteens on this campus. "There's no more benches, how's dong?" hanna asked, observing the sea of people. They are not only FBS children but also from other faculties.
"Yes, how else, we go to the FT cafeteria, and we wash our eyes. Many cute guys there," greeted Ara excitedly.
Honestly speaking, it was lazy for Hanna to follow Ara's request, but it wasn't nice to refuse, after all she was hungry as well. Not too crowded, neat still they have to queue to take food. "Hey.." Hanna looked back, looking at whose hands had already dared to pat her on the shoulder.
"Lo?" The unexpected man simply blinked his eyes while smiling.
"Who? You know him? very cute, I swear. Artist huh?" whispered Ara squeezing Hanna's arm.
"Why can you be here?" hanna, who is still shocked, meets Kai in her campus cafeteria, and accidentally doesn't answer Ara's question.
"It can be, my school is this." Kai folded his hands on his chest, still smiling amusedly at the look on Hanna's face that looked puzzled.
"What's? faculty lo? so you went to college here?"
"Yup!"
"Keep never telling me?"
"And you have no nanya, sweet lady," he said pinching Hanna's cheek slowly.
"Damf. So what department?"
"Ehem.." Hanna was struck by the code Ara had given her.
"Eh, Kai. I know my friend, Ara."
"Hi, Ra. I'm Kai," he said, extending a hand that Ara quickly greeted.
drop by the way of the 'em