Wedding (Suri The Tumblr Girl)

Deals

A large tall building in the face of a young girl with glasses. Pondering in disbelief as his feet could step on that elite campus area was astonished. He looked up to see the large writing in front of him.

BARATA UNIVERSITY

Don't believe you can study at this college, Papa is the best.

The girl muttered cheerfully as she walked past the students and students who passed by uncontrollably. Silently paying attention to the inconspicuous self. No one looked at him or was fascinated by his appearance. Their appearance was far above her. Famous brands are so attached to their bodies. That is for sure, because the elite campus was famous for its students who came from rich families and even conglomerates.

While she was just an innocent girl who used to live a good life now transformed into an ordinary girl meaningless.

To be able to get into the Campus as good as this my papa had to fight.

Forget it, now that the class is in sight. Not feel walking with eyes unfocused herding herself to the front of the class where she demanded knowledge.

Four years waiting for this. Now I have to prove that I can, though,

The glasses girl took a deep breath, put on a big smile to greet her friends who were already sitting neatly in the classroom.

"Good morning."

A mature woman in mini-clothes turned her head. He asked himself to come in.

While the other students just silently watched the arrival of the girl with glasses. Pouting the girl's appearance with a dislike look.

"The cup!" The male students in the third row. As a result who heard everything laughed including the lecturer.

Haha...

"It's been...It's been.. Let's introduce your name?" pinta Ibu Dosen was holding back a laugh.

The glasses girl nodded obediently. took two steps forward timidly. Resisting pain after being treated is not good. The reception was bad.

"Include my name-

"Miss! Give him a loudspeaker! We can't even hear his voice." Shouted another student. Followed the boisterous sounds of all the mouths of the disciples.

"Have you not eaten yet?" Ask the Lecturer Mother.it still stands on her desk.

"It's Miss." Answer slowly.

"alright. Now fix your tone of voice." Tell Ms. Lecturer.

The glasses girl nodded again opening her mouth like a screaming person.

"I'm Suri. Please guide her."

At once everyone in the room was silent, while the Lecturer's mother seemed confused when Suri introduced herself. Immediately out of the classroom brought a pale face and left Suri who looked confused. Noticing all of his friends who were also silently staring at him blankly.

What was? Do they not like my name?

Long enough Suri stood up and the lecturer did not come. Suri ventured to walk past the students who were now silent. Silently looking at him flat. No more scorn or scorn like that. Suri did not bother, maybe now they are satisfied to give him a bad reception.

The empty bench in the fifth row Suri sat on. Trying indifferently as the eyes of the disciples stared again. Suri opened the bag and started to pull out the book.

The disciple who was behind him swung his hand and patted Suri on the shoulder. Suri turned his head to look at the young girl probably his age.

"Do you know anything about this school?"

Suri frowned in confusion.

"All I know is, this college is great."

"Isn't that?" The girl said in disbelief. Suri looked at me like a poor girl.

"Want to?"

What I don't know about this school. Besides good and expensive.

"Your name is so flashy." Said the beautiful girl.

Suri nodded. "Indeed my name does not fit in a big and modern city like this city" he said limp..

Suri's name was given to her mother when she was born, her mother told her that she dreamed of coming to a very beautiful woman and stroking her stomach, the woman said.

"He'll be like me, Suri my name."

Suri The first beautiful and obedient daughter of God.

Suri smiled as she recalled the story and wanted to hear it once again.

Suri clay Mama.

"Hey,"

"Yes." Yeah." Suri.

"You'll be sorry

"Suri, let's follow me." Suddenly the voice of the Lecturer was heard. Suri and the nameless girl turned to follow all the other students, looking at the faithful Lecturer Bu standing in the doorway of the classroom.

"I'm sorry why?" Suri asked as she woke up.

The girl shook her head and then refocused on her phone.

Suri walked with the Lecturer. Enter the room without questioning why he was asked to face the top of the Campus.

"Please sit down." Tell Ms. Lecturer.

Suri felt intimidated by the gazes of the people inside. Why are they so happy to look at him like a hick and hunk thought Suri.

Suri sat facing the old man must be the top of the campus.

Like ever seen? But who?

Inner Suri asked for a moment like he had seen who the old man was.

Jesus, professor Anderson, so he.

professor Anderson is a professor who already has a big name. And it turns out he became the manager of the Barata campus. One of the best universities in the city.

Suri dizzy stared at the four people who were surrounding him. Staring at him wordlessly until the sound of rhythmic footsteps rang out.

"Where is the girl?"

Another old man came carrying a flowery and peaceful face. Smiling triumphantly when he saw Suri.

Is that Mr Diki the owner of this campus?

Thought Suri, Still staring at the old man in disbelief.

Suri did not know what was going on, he was busy staring at a man his father's age. Ignoring the conversation between everyone in the big room.

"How's her parents? have you been in contact?" Whisper Mr. Diki to the campus manager.

"Already Sir. They'll be there soon."

Not even Mr. Diki asked another question. The door is back in the open.

Everyone else, including Suri.

Suddenly Suri awoke from the daydream. Frowning when the father came in haste with the woman was quite mature.

Papa, their mom's coming. Butwhy?

"What's going on? Why are we being asked to come?" Suri's father shook the hands of everyone followed by his wife who always accompanied.

"Please sit down, sir." Tell Mr. Diki.

The two old men sat flanking Suri who was still in confusion.

"Pa, what's going on? Suri didn't make a mistake." Suri whispers are bad. Especially seeing the father's lethargic face. The woman next to him remained silent.

"Papa, don't know honey either." Reply to father.

"Mr Kris, I'll give you a lot of money, as long as you want to give your daughter Master to marry my second son!"

Without further ado, Mr. Diki expressed his purpose and purpose. It was clear that it made the three gawk at the sentence that the old man had just thrown before them.

"One trillion? Then we'll give you our daughter."

"Deal!"

"Mama!"