The Moon Among the Stars
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This morning, Moneta looks a little different compared to her usual day. Moneta slightly polished her face to look mature and more beautiful. His face not only uses moisturizers but also uses a little foundation and solid powder. Do not forget to wear eye liner and mascara so that her eyelashes look pliable. Softlens also never separated from the beautiful eyes of Moneta and lastly wear liptint so that his lips are moist and shiny.
Moneta had gone down and sat down at the dinner table and had a sip of her favorite chocolate milk and cereal.
"Pretty really mommy's son? Went where? How are you different?" ask Mommy Anya to her grown-up daughter.
"School dong, Mom. He said he told me a real question, "Moneta replied casually.
"For all ... Monny ... Later at noon home from school, daddy wait at the strawberry restaurant," said daddy Monny.
"What's dad? Monny seems unable to, because there is additional learning to face the final exam," replied Monny while feeding a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.
"Select school or pick daddy?" daddy Paskalis asked, staring intently at his daughter.
His daughter is a good boy. But a little stubbornness is dropping on him. So it needs close enough supervision so as not to contribute.
"schools. Not that daddy always says, so that Monny goes to school well and diligently, let the bus reach all the ideals of Monny. Daddy knows, Monny wants to be an ambassador" Monny told daddy.
"Select a school or in the scribble of the family card?" daddy Paskalis threatened Moneta, his daughter.
Monny put down her spoon and gulped down the rest of her milk then got up and walked quickly towards the exit of the house.
"Monnie!! Just stop!! Daddy hasn't finished talking yet" said daddy Pasakalis to his daughter, who ignored his father's remarks.
Knowing his screams were ignored by the princess only wayangnya. Daddy Paskalis was furious and immediately called on someone with a serious face.
"Darling ... It can be pending first, the matchmaking event," asked Anya more confused.
"Can't, Anya. You know, Abraham will not stop all that is agreed upon. After all, AFthur is already here, and he said he already has some new business," said PAskali with a serious face.
"Yes, Anya understands. But look, Monny is still a teenager, he still needs to be happy - sennag," defended Anya.
"If I say continue. If you don't like it, yes. Anya's marriage will remain a few months after her seventeenth birthday" Pasakalis told Anya.
"But ..." Anya's words were meaningless. Paschal is a dictatorial type of man. So whatever the decision must be followed and tidajk can be challenged.
"Nothing but - but. I have to go now. Take care of your daughter not to become a rebellious girl" Pasakali's statement advised Anya, his wife.
Anya could only nod resignedly with all of the Pasakalis' requests.
***
At exactly eight in the morning, Moneta was already sitting sweetly at one of the tables. His uniform was tightly covered by his jeans.
Moneta had ordered a juice drink and occasionally tapped her knuckles on the table and stared at her phone. It's eight past ten minutes. His client, Sultan, has not yet revealed his nose.
"You're Molly? The hired girlfriend I ordered?" ask the Sultan who is already standing behind Moneta. Quickly, Moneta turned her head towards the Sultan. It was amazing to see the man behind her. His face was like an arabic man, tall, slightly white and his body was athletic, gallant and stocky. His eyelashes are pliable so that it makes his face so perfect as a dream man.
"Yes, Sa - I'm Molly. You're the Sultan?" moneta asked nervously and stammered.
