The Duda's Beloved Girl

22. Because of the box

“You want to walk the same way I don't? This Mr. Devan gives us freedom.”

“Halah, this Aris sir wants to m*dus same me again,” reply Fitri.

Aris snorted getting such a reaction from Fitri.

“Ya already if you don't want to, enjoy a boring day at the hotel. I want to go to the beach here. I also want to try culinary in Korea. Because you do not want to yaudah I alone,” Aris went and left Fitri alone.

Fitri bit her lips, she began to be tempted by Aris's invitation. Without thinking long Fitri immediately chased and pulled the hand of Aris who began to move away.

Aris looked back and saw her hand held by Fitri. In his heart he cheered happily as Fitri finally prevented him. But Aris still maintained her flat expression.

“What's up? I gave the room key. I want to go first,”

Fitri held Aris' hand again.

“Wait a minute, sir. I want to go with you, but I want to stuff a suitcase first. Would you wait for me?!” ask Fitri with a face full of hope.

Finally Aris nodded, “Ya already please, I wait in the car yes.”

After that Aris walked away from Fitri, he headed outside and asked the driver for the car keys that had taken him to this hotel. After finishing Aris went straight into the car and waited for Fitri. While waiting for Fitri, Aris idly opened his phone. Then his eyes were fixed on a message Devan had sent. Aris opened it and read it.

“I tipped by by for teenage girl who you think matches Lala. Enjoy your date with my secretary after that just do my orders,”

Aris immediately let out a rude sigh, he thought Devan was kind by giving him time to relax. But behind all it turns out there is a veiled intention that Aris has just known.

“But when I have to find girl stuff anyway?!” his mind in the heart.

Soon the car door next to him opened. Fitri, who has kept her suitcase, is now in the car and sitting next to Aris. Aris who saw him instantly smiled smirked. Looks like he's already found a solution to Devan's orders on that one.

“Aready?” ask Aris base stale.

Fitri turned his head for a while and put on his seat belt. “Already sir,”

Aris nodded and turned on the engine of his car, after which they immediately left the hotel to go somewhere.

During the trip Fitri continued to open her phone and take photos of herself in the car. There are hundreds of photos that he has stored in his gallery but there is not a single photo that can make him satisfied.

That's why he keeps taking good poses to get photos. Aris who saw it from earlier could only snort because he was tired of seeing it.

“Got tired what photos keep going?” ask Aris while focusing on driving.

“No sir, anyways I'm used to this. You see the photos want to be posted on sosme*d so it must be good,” replied Fitri while pursing her lips with a face made like a child.

Crackle

Aris glanced at her a little while shaking her head, but in her heart she did not deny that Fitri looked prettier in such a style.

Fitri immediately uploaded the photos he just took in his in*tagr*m. After that, he kept his phone back in his bag.

“You want to eat T*eokbo*ki no? Before going to the beach we better find food first,” invite Aris on Fitri.

“T*eokbok*i what is it?” ask Fitri who doesn't understand.

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Fitri had no other choice but to nod. It was also the first time he came to Korea. Unlike Aris who has been accustomed to going abroad with Devan, including Korea.

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Meanwhile Devan lays himself on his hotel bed. He opened his phone and opened his chat app to contact Lala. Two days ago after Devan said goodbye to Lala, Devan also invited Lala to go to the mobile phone store. Devan buys Lala the latest phone so she can call him every time.

Actually, Lala also has a cellphone, but the phone he has is only a old-fashioned phone that can only be used for ordinary phones. That's why Devan bought him a cell phone even though Lala himself had refused because the price was too expensive.

Devan bought him the latest iph*ne phone which even cost him almost twenty million.

Devan unbuttoned his shirt and pressed the video call button on Lala. His call started ringing, he was just waiting for Lala to answer his call. Until finally the phone screen has shown Lala's face. A wide smile immediately adorned his lips.

“Hai,” greet Devan first time.

“Kak Devan, have arrived in Korea huh?” ask Lala straight from the phone.

Devan nods and presses the rear camera button, Devan exposes every corner of his room to Lala and shows her face again.

“I'm again at the hotel now. But it's not good here?!” sahut Devan again.

“Loh why? The room is good, brother.”

“Iya the room is good, but here there is no you so it is not good,” Devan replied back with a small laugh.

Lala chuckled softly, at this moment she was still in the market and waiting for her trade. Seeing Devan's face on the phone was the first thing for him. He was a little nervous when he picked it up.

Look now, Lala even set her eyes on Devan's open shirt and showed off her perfectly smooth field chest unlike her estimation that the widower had a lot of b*lu chest.

“You again in the market huh?” ask Devan.

“Yes, sis.”

Devan nodded then accidentally his eyes were fixed on Lala's lap which had changed for the better. Not only that on it was also a large box decorated with pink ribbons.

“It's behind you what box La?” devan asked Lala.

Lala looked back and pointed her phone at the box she found on her desk this morning. “Do not know also brother, arrived at my desk already this morning. I haven't opened it yet either. But there is already my name,” Lala replied while showing the box to Devan.

Devan who heard that instantly clenched his hands, his jaw hardened holding back his emotions. Already he made sure the sender of the box was the same person who gave the doll.

“Just throw away that box!” devan said with great emphasis.

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