My Fancy Beloved

Prologues

My name is Chandra Wijaya, 175cm tall, White skin, thick eyebrows, sharp nose and slightly narrowed eyes and dimples on the right cheek, people usually call it Ganteng. I am now 30 years old.

However, it still looks like it is in its 25's. I'm a Math teacher at one of the Elementary Schools near my house. My parents had three children, and I was the last. My hobby is playing Footsal with my friend, I am a nosy person, but kind and certainly not much behavior.

I have a friend named Andi Mighty. We often go where the two are if there is business outside of work. I have a very beautiful Nephew in my opinion, slim body with a Height of 160Cm, long straight hair, fair yellow skin. She still attended XI High School, which was named Pricilia Atmaja. He was only 16 years old, his people were quiet, friendly, and innocent.

However, he is easy to make friends and adjust to being around. He was the first of four children. I used to call her Sisil, one day I saw her studying in the living room, and I approached her.

"Sil, again make PR." I asked as I sat on the chair that turned his back. Because he sat down.

"Yes." The answer was brief without looking at the source of the voice.

"So seriously, you want to help me?" I tried to offer help, as it seemed intermittently he frowned.

"No, I can do it myself." Answer with jutek.

After that I immediately passed from before him to avoid if he was angry and even chased to hit me. But he did not do it, and only grumbled while wiping his cheek from my kiss earlier.

"Ish, you're not sane." Umpatnya.

Then he resumed his activities without caring about his uncle who had just disturbed and seduced him. Because for him, it doesn't really matter. The most important thing is the value of the task later in order to get perfect grades in School.

Because he is a pretty good student in his class. During his time at the school, he always ranked second in his class. His parents were proud of him. Pricilia is an independent girl. He also often works with his friends to increase pocket money, because he is not the son of a rich man. So, what he did was enough to ease the burden of his parents who were in the village. Daily work is vegetable gardening.

After Chandra returned to his house, he immediately went into the room and closed the door tightly. He tried to normalize the heartbeat of his who was exercising in his body. "I've kissed her for the first time, ahh. I've gone crazy apparently." Chandra spoke to her own reflection in the mirror. His face looked red and felt like cold heat.

And after that incident, everything went as usual without any serious problems. The daily routine is still going well.

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