Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 10

Farah and Aunt Okta have been in Singapore for one week. Aunt Okta always accompanied him wherever he went during their visit here, except today, the aunt looks lazy to go out of the room, avoiding the crowds and noise that goes on outside. For one week, Andreas also entertained them very well. The man introduced some of his friends. Farah had met them over dinner at a mansion owned by a well-known businessman in Singapore, the place was also occupied by Andreas and somehow the man also managed to make Farah and Aunt Okta live there.

At the moment Farah is just accompanied away by Andreas. So far, for Farah, Andreas is a man who pays attention to appearance even though his hair has been gray on several sides.

"Have you prepared everything?" Andreas asked suddenly.

Farah looked over with a frown. "Prepare everything what it means, sir?".

"Passing to Manhattan"

Farah looked at Andreas with a surprised look. "I'm not planning on going to Manhattan".

"You're going to Manhattan. In two days you'll be there by appointment. Everything's gonna be okay, you can trust me. Me and I talked about it".

Farah stopped stepping. He looked at Andrew in confusion. Andreas seems to notice the look on Farah's face until the man turns worried.

"God. Is it possible that you really don't know?"

As Andreas stepped closer towards Farah, Farah's reflexes turned and ran away. His heart was beating fast as he burst past the crowd. For the first time, Farah felt her petite size was helping her. Farah ran as fast as she could. He returned to the mansion of a Singaporean businessman who was a friend of Andreas, where Aunt Okta was relaxing in the room. Along the way, He hoped with denial that Andreas' words were just a joke.

Shortly thereafter, Farah had arrived in front of Aunt Okta's room. He took his breath to be calmer. Farah placed her hand on the door leaf and slowly walked into the light blue room.

The aunt, her patron, and her guardian were sitting on the carpet, The woman was busy stuffing her clothes into the suitcase. Aunt Okta's shocked gaze was clearly visible in Farah's eyes, like the gaze of someone who felt guilty.

"Auntie... Mr. Andreas told me earlier that....." Farah looked at the aunt closely. "If we're going to Manhattan"

Aunt Okta stood up. His face was full of worry. With hesitation, Aunt Okta extended her hand to Farah. "I'm sorry, baby..."

They are like mother and daughter. They have never been accused of, evasion or lies. Farah could see the terrified look in Aunt Okta's eyes. There is a struggle between love and the feeling of betrayal within Farah.

"Tante Okta, you know... You can't do it. You can't do it at all".

"The documents of our departure have been prepared, Andreas has arranged for us".

"My father would never allow me to go to a country that far, Auntie. It is even a different continent!" Farah.

"You know? Legally, your father has given you in your care". Aunt Okta's. "Flood.. Listen to me." Aunt Okta held onto both shoulders of Farah with a serious look at her. "A friend of mine has offered to cover the entire cost of our lives. He even asked Andreas to accompany us to Manhattan".

"No". It was only the first time Farah had spoken so firmly to Aunt Okta. "I don't want to go, Auntie. I'm going back to my country".

"I want to, but that doesn't mean we have to move to another country, Auntie". Said Farah softly. "We can move to the capital, to my father's and Zac's. We can live in a house close to their house".

"Come baby.. What do you expect there? You have to hang out with people who are your age, who are your class and you should have a lot of admirers. How do you know a classy man if you stay in your grandparents' house? I don't let you hang out with the neighbors, because I think it's better to hang out with classy people. And in Manhattan, my friend has connections from the highest circles!". Okta said with a big eye. "You're a beautiful girl. It's too bad if you have to keep spending your time in a wild and rough environment."

Farah took a breath. "I still don't want to go, Auntie. I'm not leaving".

Aunt Okta looked at Farah. Tears eventually fell to the cheek. The woman stepped slowly and sat on the edge of the bed. "In that case, I can't leave either"

"I'm sorry... I just want the best life for you"

Farah then approached Aunt Okta. "Go without me, Auntie".

Aunt Okta shook her head expressing her disapproval. "No. I can't just leave you.

Aunt Okta then escaped her gaze out through a window. "If this is the case, we'd better just go home".

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After thinking long for a week, in the end Farah followed the wishes of Aunt Okta. He's going to Manhattan.

"Your father will surely send a dozen intel to Manhattan to pursue you, Farah, as soon as he hears of your departure" said a young girl who was a waitress at Aunt Okta's house.

"I'll be back next year. I was there for six months. I just want to accompany Aunt Okta. He's been taking care of me since I was a baby. Even if he doesn't want to go home, I'll come home alone".

"Well, I hope your father understands. Are you planning to call him just before the plane takes off?"

Farah chuckled softly. "Yes. My plan is like that. At least if my father went berserk and ordered his men to follow me to the airport, I would already be above the hehehehee cloud".

The young maid chuckled while shaking her head. "You're really reckless. I can't even imagine the creepy look on your father's face when he found out".

Farah grinned. The young waiter stood up. "Your suitcase and Aunt Okta's suitcase are already in the trunk of the car. You can go straight away".

Farah stood up and hugged the young servant. "I'm sure I'll miss you"

"If you come back, don't forget to bring me a lot of gifts in return because I will take good care of your room and take care of it neatly hehehee"

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