The Duda's Beloved Girl

23. Aris and Fitri

“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.

Lala who heard that from Devan immediately shook her head

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“That's a box for me brother. Why should I throw it away?!” answer Lala.

Devan is increasingly unhappy with what Lala says. His face showed a high level of emotion. Devan doesn't care if he has to show his emotions in front of Lala. What is important now is how to control his emotions.

Lala stared at the screen of her phone with an expression that could not be interpreted, she did not know why Devan arrived angry and instead immediately told her to throw the box. Just as Lala was about to open her voice, a customer came over to her.

“Neng. I want chili ya two kilo.” Say that customer.

Lala immediately raised her face and smiled and then placed her phone carelessly.

“Shortly yes ma'am,” says Lala.

His hand deftly picked up the chili and wrapped it in plastic. Devan who saw it from his phone screen only sighed. He shouldn't have said that to Lala. Moreover, Lala did not seem to know what. Devan who felt uncomfortable himself chose to disconnect the phone.

“This is the chili bu, the price as usual yes,” said Lala while giving the chili that had been wrapped neatly.

The customer immediately gave him money. “Thank you neng, if so I'll excuse you first.”

Lala nodded then sat back down and took her phone back. But what he saw was not Devan's face anymore but his photo wallpaper. He tries to dial back Devan's number, but all he hears is the operator's voice stating that Devan's number is off.

“Kak Devan why? How strange did it arrive?” he murmured in the heart.

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Elsewhere, Fitri and Aris are seen enjoying T*eokbo*ki food sold in roadside stalls. Aris took her T*teokbok*i with chopsticks and fed it into her own mouth. He shook his head when the food was in his mouth.

“Hmm it feels better,” said Aris.

Fitri who had also felt it immediately nodded in agreement.

“True sir, just this time I eat food like this. In addition to soft on the tongue, the spice also feels good,” Fitri reply while feeding one more T*eokbok*i into his mouth.

Aris turned a little at Fitri, Fitri's lips were smudged with the spice immediately rubbed with his hands. He cleaned it slowly and made Fitri undo his intention to eat the T*eokbokki again. Fitri even focused on looking at the face of Aris who is now beside his cheek.

“Eat don't belepatan dong! Like a child just you,” said Aris after cleaning the lips Fitri. Aris did not realize because of his actions Fitri had to feel a very tight pounding in his chest. And that was the second thing he felt after the incident almost kissed Devan yesterday. As a result Fitri can only smile awkwardly.

“Thank you sir,” said.

Aris nodded and finished his meal.

Fifteen minutes later, Aris and Fitri are already on their way to the beach. They've spent hours trying the best food in Korea. While on the way, Aris opened his car glass so fly Fitri's long hair. The beautiful hair was flying because of the wind.

“It's still a long way, sir?” asked Fitri while tidying up her hair that almost covered her entire face.

Aris turned around for a while and smiled faintly. “In the meantime we arrive,” he replied and then refocus looking forward.

“And if Mr. Devan comes, maybe I add more seneng again,” said Fitri by arriving.

Aris shook her head with a hand that held the corner of her lips.

“You still like Mr Devan?’ asked Aris on a whim.

“You could say so, sir. Yesterday Mr. Devan almost kissed me but unfortunately failed. Mr. Devan just left,”

“There are several reasons that maybe Mr. Devan has until he does not kiss you,” continued Aris again with a meaningful smile.

“Absolutely Mr Aris tau?” Fitri continued to stare at Aris's face because of her curiosity.

“I am a confidant so where might I not know about Mr. Devan,” replied Aris.

“Can I know the reason sir?” ask Fitri again.

Aris turned his head again, he did not answer Fitri's question. Aris remained silent until Fitri sat down and looked out the window.

“I will tell you after you helped me tonight,”

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Aris and Fitri have arrived at the beach, they arrived at the right time because at that time the sun began to sink. They enjoy the sunset while sitting on the sand. Sit quietly enjoying the beauty of the sun that began to sink.

Fitri closed his eyes as a gust of wind blew over him. Aris who was beside him kept watching him. Silently, Aris took her phone and photographed Fitri's face from the side. He smiled when he saw the results and saved his phone.

As Fitri re-opened her eyes, Aris quickly turned her eyes to the sun again. This time it was Fitri who stole a glance at him.

“Pak Aris, can I ask something?” ask Fitri.

“You want what?” reply Aris without having to look at Fitri.

“I have never seen my father deal with women. Honestly I am curious actually Mr Aris has a partner or not?!”

Aris did not immediately answer, his gaze was still straight looking towards the beach. Then turn his head to Fitri.

“Actually I am liking someone, only I still do not have the courage to express it,” replied Aris honestly.

“Why not dare?” ask Fitri again.

Aris smiled thinly then changed his position by sitting sideways so that it really faced Fitri.

“Because I am aware, he will reject me if I express a taste.”

Fitri gave a small nod, her hand suddenly touching Aris's hand. He patted it for a moment.

“In my opinion, you just say it straight away. Mr. Aris wouldn't know the answer if he just behaved like that. I am sure he does not dare to reject a handsome man like father.” said Fitri with a sweet smile.

“So you didn't reject me?”

“Hah?”

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