The Touch of Gendis Love

Sevket Residence 1

Gendis listened to Ozge's hurried voice. He did not even have time to give an answer, the man had cut off his cellphone connection.

"Why, Mommy?" asked Damar when he saw his brother's face was confused.

"Mr Ozge, tonight's invited Mbak to meet his parents. Though it was fitting here said the day after tomorrow. Why so suddenly. Mana, Ma'am has a good shirt," complained Gendis.

"Just use what's available, Ma'am. Want to wear any clothes, Mbak Gendis must be beautiful," praised Damar.

"Know. This is beautiful, Mar. But if his clothes are too ordinary, fear Mbak looks like his maid Mr. Ozge. Take a look around first, who knows there's something a little good." Gendis set foot into her room.

Arriving at the room, Gendis took out her clothes from the red plastic bag. Gendis has not bought a bag or a suitcase. Wherever he moved his bedspread or red plastic bag would probably be his mainstay.

Gendis also opened her wardrobe, her eyes widened as soon as she saw the contents inside. Not much, but full of very nice and beautiful clothes.

The colors are very complete, ranging from soft to light. Gendis pulled the dress-dress that was on the hanger. The size is like the size of his clothes. From casual clothes, sleep clothes, to work all there is. Even triangles and lacy glasses exist.

In other parts, rows of shoes and sandals are also lined up neatly. Gendis tried a pair, and the size also fit perfectly with him. Slightly shuddered, how could Eser know all his body size exactly.

Gendis had just noticed a piece of paper stuck to the door of the inner closet. He immediately took off the patch and read it.

Throw away your old clothes and shoes. Who becomes my secretary has to be classy. After this open your dresser drawer.

Still clasping the paper from Eser, Gendis stepped closer to the dresser, opening the drawer that was there. Make up tools with branded complete famous affected there. Even Gendis itself there are some who do not understand the name and usefulness.

Gendis's eyes fell on a clear bottle with a unique shape, which she suspected was perfume. Gendis took it and tried it a little on the hand, then rubbed it against the neck.

"The wind is expensive" he murmured.

The fragrance oil spreads a soft, inherent and distinctive vanilla fragrance. Gendis really likes it.

"He's actually good or bad. I have to be careful. He may be good, but he may be bad. Because in reality it seems obvious he's very cunning." Gendis spoke to herself.

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Ozge is waiting for Gendis in the living room of the apartment. The one in waiting was still standing in front of the mirror. Looked at his face there.

"Money can greatly change your appearance. I even feel so pretty right now," muttered Gendis a little narcissistic and confident.

Feeling that the viewer is perfect, Gendis immediately went outside the room.

The smile expanded so widely, the look of admiration could no longer be hidden. Gendis is usually already charming, but tonight the charm is no longer simple, it can be said to be very classy.

Brocade-based channel knee-length mustard press body color with my side sleeves combined high heels with matching color. His hair in a straight boathouse, only a pearl pinch inserted on the right side of the hair slightly raised above the ears that sweetened the appearance of the crown of his head.

Ozge stood up from his seat, walking up to Gendis who was also walking towards him. "It's so pretty, I can't wait to have you whole. Make you the wife of Ozge Sevket and become the mother of my descendants" whispered Ozge, gulping his spit rough while clutching Gendis' hip.

"The lipstick is too red, here I am lacking a little." without cue, Ozge immediately scooped up the red lips of Gendis. Until Gendis is not ready to receive a surprise attack.

Lipstick is expensive, will not disappear even though Ozge sip lip Gendis for long. Many times the man repeated his efforts, but failed. The lips were still red, confirming the owner's kesen5u4lan.

"Don't dress up like this if you're not with me." Ozge finally gave up and took Gendis away.

The girl said goodbye to Damar who was seriously studying in his room, after which Gendis and Ozge immediately went to the Sevket residence.

Along the way, Ozge rarely takes his one-handed grip off the hands of Gendis. He drives a car with only one hand.

Like a pair of lovers who are kasmaran, occasionally both steal the field so that not infrequently the view collides at a glance.

Ozge kissed the back of Gendis' hand gently. "Whatever you hear from my parents, I hope you can face them patiently. I'm serious and I want us to fight together."

"Every normal parent wants the best for their child. Who are the parents who want to accept Gendis as a daughter-in-law. An ordinary girl, from an obscure family, the father of gamblers, was born to a woman whom people refer to as j4l4ng, then herself worked as a masseuse." Gendis lowered her head when she said that.

"What do you think I'm perfect? I'm just lucky to be of Sevket descent. But just like you, I was also born to a woman who even my own papi is often called j4l4ng." Ozge started to open up a little bit to Gendis.

"At least your wealth can buy honor. People can take your past for granted" Gendis said.

Ozge smiled even if only briefly. What Gendis said was true. A lot of people sneer at his mom in the back. But when together, they seem to race to seek the attention of their mothers to get financial benefits.

Entering a very high gate. Suddenly the heartbeat of Gendis is getting faster. Now the difference in the status of him and Ozge is so clear.

The gate of Ozge's house, probably enough to buy three times his house. The gate looks very majestic and sturdy. Black doff, with typical Middle Eastern carvings.

The closer to the main door, the guts of Gendis shrunk. Feeling himself very dwarfed. He never even dared to dream of becoming a cinderlela. Married a rich and handsome prince.

"Beg, Gendis was afraid," said Gendis softly barely audible.

"There I am, Beg .. We will face both." Ozge stopped his car at the main door. Turn it off, then go down around the hood of the car and open the door for Gendis.

Ozge clasped Gendis' hand tightly, channeling his courage and strength.

Gendis's footsteps became rather sluggish, not as sure as usual. His mind floated everywhere, imagining the slurs and reproaches he would face later.

"Wait here for a minute." Ozge asks Gendis to sit in the living room and she keeps walking inside the house.

Gendis lowered her face, not daring to look and admire what appeared before her eyes at all.

"The clothes are actually expensive, but it's too common in your body." Blame someone on Gendis.