Trapped in the Love of the Landlord

9

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"One bad luck doesn't have to ruin your day, does it?" many rhetoric. "That's it, it doesn't matter."

Two taps on the window, suddenly heard. As a sign that the train is leaving soon.

"Where are we going?" my question, while opening the winding towel on the head.

"Mrs. Avindale got a lunch invitation from her friend. It's not far from here. So we'll all be able to have a free lunch" Tatiana explained.

"Good! I'm hungry" I said.

After my hair was almost dry, I immediately combed and tied it. Then, I put back the black hair wig. Tatiana was quite good at doing a hairdo, so my black hair wig wasn't too messy.

"Well, done. Jungle girl," said Tatiana jokingly.

"Thank you milady," I said.

"Wow, wow." I'll hold on right away. Suddenly we were both a little shrewd, as the train turned. Spontaneously I look out the window. We entered the gate of Manor.

"It looks like we've arrived" Tatiana said.

The four horse carriages in front were already parked in a very spacious courtyard. There are some large trees, which have leafy leaves, so it seems beautiful and shady. Our train is the fifth to arrive. Behind there is another train. So a total of six trains, including those of my painting teacher, Mr. Avindale.

"Look, get down," Tatiana said enthusiastically.

I just nodded, still trying to remember. Sure enough, when I was outside the train, it seemed like I was sure I had lived here. I mean it's not like deja vu, it's actually coming here physically.

"Nice place" said Tatiana.

We both walked towards the other friends gathered. Ten students and one painting teacher, fascinated by the beauty of the front yard of Manor.

"OK, Ladies. We are here today to fulfill the invitation of a friend of mine. He is the owner of the land around here, including near us painting earlier. In addition, he also likes to paint and has a special gallery in his house. Maybe later if lucky, we are allowed to look around some of the collection," explained Mr. Avindale.

"Must be the Landlord is old and stooped," said Tatiana, slightly shriveled.

"Lady Watson, Lady Leverton, is there anything funny?" ask Mr. Avindale.

"No, Sir!" answer us while holding back laughter.

"Okay, keep your attitude" he warned.

"Good, Mr. Leverton," Tatiana replied as she bent her knees saluted. Ah, yes, I hurriedly followed her movements. Tatiana is the true Lady.

When I returned to the upright position, I saw a familiar man. He's walking closer. As well as Merta I snorted to see that person.

Noticing the arrival of the man, Mr. Avindale immediately welcomed.

"Sir Lucas!" call him.

"Mrs. Avindale," replied the man.

They shook hands and hugged briefly. It's like an old friend meeting.

I inched behind Tatiana, trying to hide myself. This man, drugged!

"Gorgeous," praised Tatiana, before realizing I was no longer by her side, "did you see her, Adel?"

"Yes, I see" I replied from behind.

Tatiana turned around, then looked at me with a strange look, "What are you doing behind me?"

"Nothing, admiring the sculpture of the garden," I replied originally, pointing to the two stork statues that were in the middle of the pond. Their neck poses form a love formation.

"Basic freak! There's a handsome guy in front, and you're admiring the garden sculpture?" Tatiana turned back.

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