
Trusting others is okay, but vigilance is also very important. Because not everyone who smiles sweetly has a sweet attitude. Sometimes people smile sweetly in order to cover up their crimes.
The most important thing to do is to believe in yourself before trusting others.
Eda Sally
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"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, Lala wants to go to the room to finish some unfinished work." Pinta Shandra on her grandpa and grandma.
"Eat first, son?" Grandma responded to what Shandra had just said.
"Later Baretta took my food to my room. Lala eats while working."
"Don't forget to rest too. Your health is more important than anything." Grandpa.
Ja. I'm healthy to be married to you soon. Actually I want to use this holiday to tell stories and indulge with you, but because of being told to marry, then I should just stay in the room while working to reduce my stress.
"Good grandpa."
Shandra immediately got up and walked towards her room. Baretta followed from behind and was ready to take orders.
Once in the room, Shandra immediately worked on some work that was still pending. It's so serious that it works until he doesn't realize that Baretta called him just now.
Baretta herself was also anxious because the young lady did not seem to budge.
Is the volume of my voice too small so young lady doesn't hear? All right, I'll be even harder.
"Young lady?"
"What are you calling me by yelling Baretta?"
"Sorry young lady. I've been calling since then but young lady didn't hear my voice. Again, I apologize young lady."
"Hmmm. Tell me what's up!"
"There's a girl in front who claims to be a young miss's friend and wants to meet."
A gal? I know I'm here with no friends, neither men nor women. Who yeah?
"Ahmmm, okay! I'll go see him! Thank you Baretta."
"Just like young lady."
Shandra then walks down followed by Baretta. He could not guess who had come to see him when his heart was not wanting to talk to anyone because of the marriage that seemed to be very tickling his heart. His footsteps came to a halt and his forehead wrinkled after seeing who the guest in front of him was.
Dare to this kid too. If only he was a guy, of course it had been battered from grandpa since earlier.
"Hallo Bernike, how do you know my house?"
"Hmmm, ahmmm,.."
That's all that came out of Bernice's mouth. Like a thief, he was caught while stealing. While Shandra is trained as a mafia, she can catch something that is not right from the way Bernike replied that is nervous and not smooth.
"OK! You're okay, right?" Shandra asked firmly.
"Yes brother. Forgive me if it's not polite."
"Yes. What's up Nike?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to take you home. My parents invited my sister to lunch together and wanted to meet up with my sister."
"You and your family don't have to thank you. I just do what I can do. It's nothing."
"Yes brother. But it's a holiday, and momy and momy are also home. So, they want to have lunch together."
"Hmmmmm. All righty! I'll go with you."
"Thank you brother." Without hesitation, Bernike immediately hugged Shandra because she was too happy.
Shandra immediately conveys to her grandma and grandpa that she was invited to have lunch with her family Bernike.
"Make sure you're home in good condition. If not, then your grandchild will do something to hurt your little friend. Grandpa would never forgive anyone even if it was just a little girl." Said grandpa firmly while looking at Bernike.
"Grandpa knows if not just anyone can touch me?"
"I believe in you. However, I told you to be careful." Said grandpa as if giving a code to Shandra to be vigilant.
"Thank you, grandpa!"
Shandra walks out with Baretta to Shandra's car.
"You got your own car?"
"No brother. I used a taxi service."
"OKs. We'll just use my car."
Branden who saw Shandra, immediately opened the back door for Shandra. However, Shandra passed by him and opened the front door.
"To this day, you don't have to be with me. You just stay from home. Please open the door for Miss Bernike." Shandra said to Branden while putting her hand in her ear mimicking the person who was calling.
"Miss sure it'll go alone?"
"I'm sure, Branden!"
Shandra drives her car while continuing to communicate with Bernike asking directions to Bernike's house, although she herself already knows from the business card Bernike gave.
Soon, they arrived at a luxurious house. Shandra was amazed by the unique design of her house.
"Welcome to our house, brother." Bernike said a welcome.
"Thank you for the welcome, Nike."
They entered the main door, and Shandra was shocked because there were already many people lined up neatly welcoming her arrival.
Why is it so formal like this? Is this really a lunch invitation or a trap?
Shandra retracted the tip of her lips and smiled looking at the people who were lined up neatly along the entrance in the mansion as if to welcome a rebel who was inviting war to them.
They continued to walk through a room like a very long hallway and arrived at a spacious room that resembled a hall. Shandra was stunned when she saw a long table with various types of food that had been served there.
Shandra was amazed by the way they arranged the food at the dining table that seemed very neat.
Suddenly, from the direction of the stairs, three people fell in very luxurious clothes, and all three were a young man and a pair of old men. The man was very neat and handsome, and was recognized by Shandra. While the middle-aged couple is not recognized by Shandra.
Hmmmmm! Apparently he wants to show off power and property to me? Does he think I'd be interested because he has power and possessions? Is this how they thank me by telling me to wait? I will show you who is more powerful and richer.
"Welcome Miss Shandra. Forgive us for making you wait just for lunch." Said Bernike's momy.
Shandra chose not to answer. He preferred to be quiet and wanted to see how far the arrogant fellow would show off at him.
"introduce. I'm Frans and Bernike's momy, and this is his dady. It's nice to meet you and meet you."
Shandra just nodded and still remained silent. He observes his surroundings and begins to take into account all the possibilities that will occur. He could feel an unfamiliar tone and not show someone who would be grateful.
You guys want to play with me? All righty! We're gonna play.
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