
As usual some of the servants greeted his arrival with great respect. Margaret stopped her steps, then let out a deep sigh after seeing the four maids who were still bowing.
They wouldn't raise their heads before Margaret left.
"Re?" call Vivian.
"Have you come home?" vivian asked as he approached Margaret.
"We're going to the birthday party of the head of the Lee family tonight" Vivian said later.
Margaret still did not respond to her mother's words. He glanced at the servants who were still bowing. Then walked in and left his mother.
"Re, are you hearing Mama talk?" Vivian slightly raised her voice because of Margaret who seemed to ignore him.
No, Margaret didn't pay attention to it. He left because he did not want the servants to keep bowing.
"Rere denger. Rere just wanted to sit down" said Margaret.
"Based on this boy" muttered Vivian.
Vivin approached Margaret who was already sitting on the sofa, then sat down next to her.
"It's your last day of exams, right?"
Margaret simply nodded in response to the question.
"You're not that excited, anyway.."
"Well, how should Rere go?" ask Margaret with a flat face.
"Rere to the room first." said Margaret then got up from her seat and stepped away.
"We're leaving at 7,"
Vivian looked at her daughter who had climbed the stairs, then shook her head.
"Surely he has a problem" he murmured.
In his room, without taking off his uniform first, Margaret threw his body into the bed.
He looked at the blue ceiling of his room. The memory of the incident this afternoon came back to his mind.
"Wicked," muttered Margaret and fell on her stomach.
He opened his phone hoping for a notification from someone he was thinking about. But when he opened the phone he was even more disappointed because no message came from Helmi.
Only Dion sent him a message.
^^^'Udah do not think, tuh son of earlier was a strange rada. The cake is upset again. Elo is the one who gets..'^^^
Send a message from Dion.
Margaret put back her phone, she just read it and didn't reply to it. Dion's words were not enough to make him improve.
ting~
But this message was different from the one Dion had sent earlier. Margaret smiled faintly after reading the message from Gladis.
^^^'***Tuh boy really big prestige!'^^^
^^^'Lu know now what he said***?'^^^
^^'He cursed, ngutuk himself. Keep going to me how to apologize to you..'^^^
^^^'But he's a prestige to call you. I am tired of being a child..'^^^
Fill in Gladis' message.
He was a little relieved after reading Gladis' message.
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The last time Margaret attended an event like this was when she was 13. It was then that she observed people wearing graceful dresses that made them appear mature. And now it's his turn.
Margaret wore a semi-formal black midi dress that made her look mature. He stood in front of the mirror and put on his lipstick.
Her long hair was in a simple midget which made her appearance even more graceful. Finished with her dress up, she grabbed her bag and left the room.
"Mommy's son has grown up as it turns out," said Vivian welcome the arrival of Margaret.
"Sit down, Papa wants to talk" Heka said later.
Margaret sat before Heka and Vivian. Margaret had guessed in her heart that her parents were going to talk about Chandra. And it turned out to be true.
"You and Chandra are a couple, remember that. Papa doesn't want things like that to happen again. Not to greet him, but instead insult the gift of his gift," said Heka.
Heka spoke of a dinner celebrating the Nugraha family's return last week.
Margaret just lowered her head while playing her finger. Although his face looked calm, but inwardly he was very upset.
He suddenly regretted having challenged Chandra before. Now he was confused as to how he could win that very stiff Chandra.
"Margareth!?" exclaim Heka with a flat tone.
"Have you heard Papa's words?" ask Heka.
"Actually what's the matter, Re? but when Mama talks, too," said Vivian.
Margaret shook her head, "What's wrong." she replied.
"If so we leave now" said Heka who immediately moved from his seat.
Vivian approached Margareth who was still silent, then patted her shoulder gently. Margaret turned her head to look at her mother.
"Don't make your Papa angry, focus." said Vivian.
Margaret nodded, then moved from her seat and followed behind Vivian.
'How can I focus. The double-double problem was told to focus.' Margaret grumbled inwardly.