Teacher Teach Young Master
Chapter 18 | Return of the Friend
05:45
Tok,,, Tok,, Tok,,, Tok,,,
Fathia was pushing the wheelchair where her mother was sitting, but her steps stopped as she was about to go to the kitchen when a knock was heard.
"Who is this early in the morning visiting? " murmurm Fathia felt astonished.
Tok,,, Tok,, Tok,,, Tok,,,
Again, the door sounded on tap but Fathia did not immediately move to open it but drove her mother to the kitchen first.
"Fathia opened the door first yes Ma'am," said Fathia who responded to the nod from Harra, after which Fathia immediately walked to the source of the sound.
Cklek!
"But…! "
A beautiful woman smiled sweetly as she spread out her two hands that there were several paper bags that she carried.
"Who? " tanya Fathia frowned which made the smile of the beautiful woman in front of her instantly fade away.
"Hey, it looks like your head just hit a giant rock while sleeping to forget your own best friend" said the beautiful woman with an annoyed face.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know you." Fathia said this time able to make the beautiful woman's confusion, my God! had his face changed drastically during these seven years.
"Jeetje, have you forgotten your own little friend Fathia!? it's me Arsyia Frevilins. Uh come on. I know we haven't met in seven years because I went to college in the Netherlands but, "Vilins said in frustration.
"Maybe you're wrong Miss uh who was there? Architectural Pravillion? " just contact Vilins who heard it added bend his face.
"It may be true that I was wrong" said Vilins lethargicly as he turned his back to leave but Fathia ran and hugged him.
"Kyaa ... you were fooled again Vilins my dear friend." said Fathia hugged her little friend with anxiety, but Vilins immediately released Fathia's embrace with an annoyed face.
"Echt Klote, (Truly debalksn)"
"What the hell are you talking about Pravili?" ask Fathia did not understand the reply from Vilins.
"Forget it, you better take this because I want to see my beloved Aunt soon." said Vilins while giving a paper bag to Fathia's hand after that he immediately ran into the house without waiting in the pardon by the owner of the house.
"Pravillion Fundamentals!! "
Vilins did not care about the babble of his best friend, because he was playing cipiki with Harra.
"Geez seven years passed Aunty more beautiful, deh," his bases while Harra just shook his head.
"Well, whose mother was it?" chirps Fathia from behind while putting some paper bags on the dining table chair.
"Vilins, let's have breakfast together." take Harra sincerely who immediately makes a smile Vilins blooming with a nod of the head that is so enthusiastic.
"Yeee's turn about eating just nodding" said Fathia while preparing food at the dinner table.
"Kalo was rejected later redundant, "saut Vilins who immediately sat next to Harra and immediately took a lot of food to his plate.
Fathia did not want to respond which later only made the atmosphere more runyam no one wants to give up, finally she prefers to prepare a meal for herself as well as for her mother.
"Oh yes, your weekend is busy? if I'm not busy I want to take you to the culinary festival." asked Vilins while chewing his sarapanya.
"You pay for everything, I want to,"
"It's easy, just ask Vader (Father) "Vilins replied lightly.
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"Thank you sir" said Fathia with a friendly smile that was replied by an online motorcycle taxi in front of her.
"Yes Neng, the same." said then berbit to leave because there are other orders.
Fathia turned her body to look at the towering gate so that it added to the luxurious impression, it seemed that two security opened the gate.
"For Neng," greeted them kindly.
"Morning is also Mr. Usman Mr. Toyib," Fathia greeted back with a friendly smile.
After a little chat, Fathia continued her steps towards the entrance of Marvous' house.
Cklek!
When the door opened, Mara was seen reading a magazine but when her audience caught the sound of the door opening she immediately distracted.
"Good morning Mrs Mara" said Fathia.
"Good morning also Fathia," replied Mara while Fathia began to glance here and there because it had not also seen a Yanza.
Mara who understood what she was looking for immediately cleared her throat, "Yanza is with her father, oh yes I want to talk to you for a moment."
Fathia nodded after sitting next to Mara preparing to hear what her boss was going to say.
"I heard yesterday Yanza pranking you again huh? by asking for a treat at an expensive restaurant to spend two million," asked Mara.
"Yes Madam, yesterday Yanza did ask for a treaty when I had rejected it" replied Fathia who got a sigh from Mara.
"I'm sorry my granddaughter, but I'm replacing her" Mara apologized as she handed me a brown envelope.
With a polite and happy heart Fathia received it and said a word of thanks, finally the two million money returned to his grasp.
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The smell of alcohol roared in a closed room with no windows or wind holes at all, with thin smoke billowing from men who were engrossed in playing cards.
Seemed one woman was sitting with her feet that he deliberately put on a table made of teak, her right hand holding a bottle containing liquor that he had partially digested. Makes his sensual lips wet and smell the distinctive aroma of alcohol.
"Jeremy? "
The burly man who was monitoring the computer in front of him immediately turned his head.
"The target day is going to the culinary festival, I think it's the right time" explained the man named Jeremy.
"Good, after this you call Roder let him take care of it." the woman said, chugging down a bottle of alcohol.
"Damn it! I lost again," chirped one of the men who was playing cards, he seemed to be irritated because the amount he had spent twenty million is now officially the property of the very winner. Apparently not only himself who is upset but the others are also the same.
"Marchi, rather than being upset, it's better to take me home" said the woman, rising and reaching for her leather jacket, which she had put on her big chair, after that he used it to cover his upper body that was slightly open.
Marchi who heard his boss' request immediately nodded and turned to her friends. "I go first yeah,"
"Okay bro, "
Clathria Nandor, meanwhile, had stepped ahead with her hand fiddling with flat objects to contact people she thought could help.
'I will harass you all with a different purpose of course'
