Trapped Handsome Face Billioner

Chapter 1

Hi know me Ayesha Princess Ferdinant is the second child of Rania and Jordi. My sister's name is Anesha and we're not twins okay, just 2 years apart. And now I just became a student at one of Univ A in Jakarta. While Anesha, working as a lecturer at a private campus.

all my life stories started from Junior High, a pre-teen period where we can already feel like and admiration for the opposite sex. Since I entered 9A class, that's where I first met a man whose first impression looks quiet, indifferent, jutek and talkative. For some reason, not in tune with that calm face?

First, I didn't seem to care and just wanted to know. But the more the semester ended, I saw a lot of things about him and how he was at school. Once upon a time, the man had been appointed by a religious teacher to read a Quranic verse in a package book. I was fascinated, hearing the melodious sound of the many chants reading the Quran. He might be one of them.

The beginning is just a matter of awe, the longer this feeling develops. In the past, I had not realized it but over time I wanted to get to know myself even if I was just talking. However, the short story so when the graduate of Junior High, he who I know does not like selfies or photos just for posting Status WA and IG. But this time, I was astonished to even feel envious, why did she take a picture with her classmate and I knew who she was. In the end, I could not do anything just to see it and then me and a man I admired named Radika Ramadhani Firdaus broke contact until the Graduation of SMK.

And now, it hasn't been 4.5 years since I haven't seen him or just met. In fact, until I graduated SMK we did not meet. However, there is only a chance for me to get the news Radika through the intermediary of my best friend and his IG account to get his WA number.

There I was the first to say hello to ask the news of Rendinya and I only found out from my best friend apparently when SMK he went to school cross-city which was the order of his mother. A little stubborn but still I do. And that's when, we revolted until now and then as the time of comfort between me and him began to exist.

Today is Sunday, my family and I have breakfast at the dinner table. My father who suffered his second stroke for 5 years so my mother will feed my father in his bed sometimes I help my mother for it. The father in the condition can only speak even if it is not clear, the left body part is dead and the organs of movement experience dysfunction.

My mother cooked breakfast and I helped her with cleaning the house and my sister was certainly a busy woman with her lecturer work. I never complained outside even though sometimes I wanted to. However, what is the power if my life is like this so keep slay I live, right?

I ate my breakfast busily replying to the chat from Radika

"What are you going on for, Dik?"

"It's me again at the same house deck basketball court"

"What is the story of sports?"

"Well, Sha. That guy has to move a lot and not like you like mouth sports."

Seeing the answer from Radika Ayesha giggled justifying the statement.

"It's true, but if you don't eat it will also not be healthy, anjir!"

"Here you go, what else?"

"Again this meal,"

"I stopped by your house with a temen, after all,"

Ayesha was surprised by "WHAT!!" he stood up from his chair

"Heh, seriously you? I don't usually want to stop by."

"Seriously, what do you want? I bought it!"

"Well, I want boba."

"look, I'll be anther to your house."

"okay hearts!"

It was mixed while I had not bathed and was afraid that later the man would smell the wry smell of this body. Feeling that I had to clean up immediately, I tidied up the dining table and went to get a towel running towards the bathroom.

byar byur

The sound of water splashing was heard from outside the bathroom, "gini very me, usually also take a shower this afternoon, take a morning bath behind Radika,"

"must smell like this soon,"

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After bathing, Ayesha with a look wearing a shirt and pants below the knee with hair dyed without any polish on the face. Looks fresh indeed but, not just the heart of Ayesha said to look beautiful?

suddenly Ayesha did not want to look too magnificent. "want to look for what it is but how embarrassed yes I?" moments like this Ayesha felt not only she who felt not confident to be her own person.

For example, when we eat with a man we like or not, we as women feel we must be graceful and not embarrassed. In the heart, want to add a portion of snacks so prestige we just keep quiet even though still hungry.

The sound of the motor stops in the garage of the house, Ayesha's chest is pounding, whereas she can be casual but this Ayesha feels alay with herself.

"Assynolt,"

"Waalaikumsalam came in, sat down first yes,"

Ayesha's face was clumsy, her eyes still did not dare to look directly at Radika. Radika herself just smiled, Ayesha so wrong behavior made.

"You why Sha?!"

"A..I'm not papa Dik, how come you come to Jakarta?"

"Actually I've been here a long time, especially now I help the family run the company"

"Seriously, are you not going to college?"

"Crazy,"

"oh Sha knowsin this friend and friend right at the same school my college name is Demian,"

Demian extended her hand towards Ayesha with a faint smile.

"Greetings, Demian."

"Greetings to know too, Ayesha call Yesha yes."

Ayesha stopped looking at her hand which was still held by Radika's friend.

"Uy take it off her hand, you shred !"

Demian rolled his eyes in annoyance, "just disturb you anyway."

Radika knows her best friend's alibi who loves to caper to all the girls she just met, the familiar and caring. Radika wants to be surprised but it is so the personality of her son who humble.

"It's just a lot of your style, "

Suddenly Rania greets her two friends who look very handsome.

"Loh Ayesha why don't you call me if you're here anyway!?"

"The mother is still bribing the father, yes it continues first,"

"You too, I'm just cooking a little, I'm not saying if you want to come home."

Ayesha sighed, Her mother was too excited.

"Father aunt, we also impromptu say it to Yesha pas want to come here,"

"I'm sorry, auntie's not ready for anything"

"Aunty no papa, just relax" Demian said

Rania nodded and told the two men to relax. Ayesha is now confused about what to talk about, also she is not clever.

"Where are you going to college now?"

"It's in Univ A, but don't know when the PKKBM is"

"It's great that you can go in there,"

" Ordinary times Dik, I enter through the rapot lane, you know that I am not how smart" Ayesha scratched her forehead, feeling a little embarrassed to admit it.

"You're pinter, but you're not learning enough, you're learning the spirit"

"Hah..many magernya I Dik, the mediocre is not too pinter not good to know!" canda Ayesha

"anybody's a pinter so no good, freak!"

"Demian himself is now working or going to college?"

"I'm the same as Dika anyway, continued the family business, again very busy because of it."

"Are you really busy?!" Radika with her mocking face was eager to insult Demian.

"Lu ask me to kick it up, Dik, every day bring me esmosi, if deket same you!"

Demian is furious to be the target of Radika's ignorance, but he still loves life not to mess with the man.

Fun to talk until it does not feel the time starting noon and the hot sun stings once. Radika and Demian want to go home.

"Sha we go home first yes, sometime we talk again, greetings also your mother"

"Yes, I thank you too, Dik Demian, for stopping by my house."

"Just relax Sha, drink the bob don't be taken, okay!"

"Yes, I went home,"

"excuse your story, Sha?!"

Ayesha wavers, "E eh that's not what I mean, "the two men laughed at Ayesha's funny behavior. Finally, after they came home Ayesha smiled feeling happy today was a very pleasant day for her.