SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE
07. Juice Stain
..."Loving is not about age. Even the elderly Prophet Muhammad could love Aisha who was still a teenager"...
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"Damn!" Anila cursed by throwing a dress onto the bed. He's shuffling the hair of the frustrations. Counted already dozens of dresses that he threw into bed because he thought too alay, and not suitable for him to wear.
The girl's going to see Rafin's father. He has no intention of having no interest either. But somehow Ardi even sewot for the girl to leave. Lately Ardi has always been fierce to him, is it because he knows Rafin? Just talking on the phone scared Anila.
"Damn the new teacher, if he hadn't called Dad, I wouldn't have gone." From then on he did not stop grumbling. Rafin who has no power when Anila rejects his invitation. So the way he used was to seduce the father-in-law so that Anila went to see Rafin's father, Rajen.
Now that Anila realized, why did she have to bother looking for a dress? he didn't go to any important event.
The girl finally picked up the origin of the dress lying on the bed. Look how messy that place is. Who's gonna fix it? Anila's? The girl was too lazy to do so.
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Rafin was already in Anila's yard to pick her up. He leaned into the car just waiting for his girl to come out. There was a slight feeling of fear when he was about to see Anila, would the girl be angry at him? for calling Ardi only to force Anila to go with him.
The girl he was waiting for finally came out the gate. They faced each other, how open it was when Rafin saw Anila. Knee-length white dress and matching ribbons on the head make the 16-year-old girl look so beautiful to Rafin. Wearing ordinary things made Anila like a royal princess, then what about when she wears a wedding dress?
Brakes
It was like slapping Rafin from the bow. Anila just got in the car, while the owner still felt outside. The man now concluded that Anila was indeed angry with him.
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Rafin's hand had not stopped silent. He itching to hold the hand of the girl in front of him, or just embrace his shoulder. However, their closeness that had not been fully intertwined made the man awkward.
They walk side by side in a cafe where Rajen meets. Somehow the old man changed the meeting place to be in the cafe which was originally in the Mavendra family mansion.
"That's my father." Rafin turned his gaze to an old man sitting alone sipping a cup of coffee.
Anila did the same, leading her gaze to the old man. Then, he nodded his head.
"Hallo, Paa ...." Rafin and Anila approach Rajen at a table.
The old man looked at Anila from top to bottom. Anila subconsciously noticed, the girl was a little awkward. Is there something wrong with her clothes?
The man who saw it looked almost inedible in age but, his face was so handsome to him. Like a blonde widower classmate called it. Anila was not together with other than Angga but, just hearing the chat of her classmates that she often did. Even wanting to join them, he also wanted to make female friends.
"School Girl?" rajen asked as his son and Anila sat on the chair. Anila glanced at Rajen and turned to face each other with Rafin.
Rajen looked at his son with a hard to interpret look. High School Girl? His son chose a high school girl? of course, his age is far away.
"Hallo, Om, Fin," said Agata to the three men. Without being told he just sat in the chair beside Rafin's chair. Now, Rafin is halfway between Anila and Agata.
Agata smiled at Rafin who was looking at him with a confused look. "Oh, Om Rajen invited me here" he explained.
Invite? Rafin never thought of Rajen. Rafin told me he was going to introduce the girl he was going to marry. However, Rajen still seems to want if Agata is Rafin's partner.
A servant came to their table, carrying Rajen's order.
"Akhc ...." Anila reflex standing. The man's maid accidentally spilled a drink on Anila's white dress.
"Didn't you have eyes!?" Rafin's emotions rumbled.
"Pardon me Sir. I really didn't mean it."
"I could've reported you to the owner of this caffe. That you're not doing the job right." Anila looked around, the focus of the caffe visitors was on them. Not wanting any commotion, Anila stopped Rafin.
"It's okay, I can clean it up." Anila went to the toilet. The white dress is stained with orange juice. Fortunately, it is not a hot drink.
"Please don't tell my boss, sir. That incident was really sorry it was my fault." The waiter lowered his head. Until Agata stood up, put his hand on Rafin's shoulder to calm him down.
"Already, Fin. He was unintentional, the girl was not a problem either. The waiter needs a job, forgive me." Rafin sighed.
"Go!" said later. The waiter left and did not forget to thank him. Meanwhile, Agata smiled cynically at the departure of the maid. The incident was his plan, he bribed the man's servant to do his bidding.
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Anila walked towards the caffe toilet, she slightly folded her dress to cover the juice stain. His movements were noticed by a young man not far from his distance.
"Isn't that Anila?"
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Hello-hallo. I'm up again, and bring recommendations too. Don't forget to stop by yaw. Waiting for me to come up with the next chapter. See you ....
