Sugar Teachers

Insensitive.

Meanwhile, in Ancol Fiona, who was happily invited to the road, he continued to follow Daisy. Where Daisy must be. Photographing even chattering ria unconsciously if his behavior makes Aris goiter. At first Aris invited Fiona was just a pleasantries, who would have thought it was even taken seriously and really come along. The opportunity to be alone with Daisy is limited, there is almost no chance and Aris is upset because of it.

"I can't gini. That kid should be cut out. Nemplok mulu his work from earlier. Kayak Kuti. Not sensitive at all, which should have blocked me," murmured Aris. He looked at the backs of Fio and Daisy who were three meters in front of him and was rather shocked when Fiona turned over.

"Om, photoin!" pinta Fio I don't know how many times. Aris storage memory is almost full because of it.

"It's over!" ask Fiona again. He approached Aris and saw the shots of his future uncle and his smile immediately expanded. The photo this time looks good with a background of lala.

"Om emang the best. Let's take another photo, Om," Fiona said.

Aris just grinned. He looks at Daisy who looks around, then pulls Fiona's hand back a few steps. They also turned their backs on Daisy.

"Fi, be sensitive to anything" whispered Aris without hiding feelings. She knows Fiona, the teenage girl doesn't like pleasantries. He took out a wallet and took out ten pieces of a hundred thousand money. Seeing that drastically changed Fiona's eyes.

"You want to?" aris continued, flipping the money in front of Fiona's eyes.

"You, Om," Fiona replied without blinking. His eyes even moved following the direction of the money.

"This could be yours as long as you give the opportunity to Om. Om time from ngintilin. Om will also want to selfie with your aunt."

"Well, why didn't you say? I'll take a picture of it." Fiona plans to take the money, but Aris quickly withdraws it.

"Not that, Fi. Om means we're looking for."

"Well, Om." Fiona's forehead shriveled, a second later the tip of her eyes narrowed. "Om gonna fuck with my aunt?"

An anxious Aris taps Fiona's head until the girl recovers in pain.

"It can't be anything. The humans here are bejibun, Fi. You think Om can sort of mess with your fierce aunt?"

Fiona thought for a while, then nodded considering there was no way that Aris would have done it. The character of the aunt is like a hedgehog.

Fiona nodded back. He was also surprised that the aunt was willing to accept Aris' proposal but treated Aris as usual, like having no relationship when their wedding date was soon.

"Then from that Fi, help Om ya." Aris looks groggy.

"So how will I go home, Om?"

"You want to go home, Fi. Many online taxis. You live in the capital city not in the forest, so it's impossible to get lost. You guys have been here a few times?"

Fio snorts lazily, but also reproduces the word Aris.

"Do you understand what Om means?"

Fiona nodded then took the money quickly and put it in her pocket. "Yes, good luck. But remember my aunt's not in anything, not halal."

Aris also nodded in understanding and let Fiona go just like that to get closer to Daisy who is self-self.

"Tante, am I going there?"

"Well, Fi, where are you going?" Daisy keeps her phone, then stares at Fiona and Aris alternately.

"You're on your own, Tan. Not long, before five I'm home."

After saying that, Fiona walked away. His feet that were wearing sneakers pranced happily.

Come on, with this million I can play as much without the ravings of Aunt Daisy, her mind while smiling obliquely. Then we headed for the roller coaster. His eyes were even more wide open.

"I want to ride this," he exclaimed loudly. But Fiona's steps stopped when she heard someone calling her name from behind. Spontaneous Fiona flips over and is shocked to find out who called.

"Hay, don't expect to see you here" said the man.