Young Miss Pretends to be Poor

Curhatan Rangga's

That afternoon made the romantic atmosphere more felt in the old car Mr. Hendra. Yuki's face was warm hearing Rangga's question.

"Yet," Yuki replied quickly.

"Ah, means never been dating?" Rangga.

The girl nodded excitedly. Whether Rangga saw it or not. He kept nodding his head.

A real date never has! I only ever had a boyfriend for three days! Inner Yuki.

"Do you know how it feels to be fooled?" rangga said later.

Jem!

"Mas Rangga's being fooled?" yuki asked slowly, reassuring Rangga's sentence earlier.

The man nodded.

More jleb!!

Yuki's heart felt pierced by the bush, a little sick. However, fortunately he was still limited to a crush on Rangga, not really made up. So, it's not too painful to heart-wrench.

"Ooh," that's all that came out of the girl's mouth. The opportunity is only a few percent to approach the good Rangga, do not like to discriminate status, cute, but.

"Udah was not the time of Siti Nurbaya, but my parents still want to match me. It's weird!" rangga said as if talking to himself.

"Mc ... Did Rangga meet his guy?" ask Yuki.

"Person .. Who do you mean?"

"The girl who was betrothed to Mas Rangga was," explained Yuki.

"Not yet, but it's good to find your own soul mate, right?" The man raised his eyebrows again, rolling his eyes towards Yuki.

The girl's face was back.

E-eh, he's a soul mate! Why am I ashamed? Damnit.

Yuki turned her face to the side, looking at the street, but her mind was floating around. Scream, but also sad. It seems like a small hope to get it.

"My parents only thought about the continuity of their business relationship. Me and the son of his business partner are the binders" he said with a laugh.

"When are you getting engaged? Uh, sorry Mas Rangga if my question is too deep."

"It's okay. It looks like the engagement took place after I graduated from college. Two more years."

"Mas Rangga, where's the transfer lecture?" ask Yuki.

"At an elite university" he replied.

Oh, the Brengse*k Putra's college.

"Why?" rangga asked to see Yuki instantly speechless.

"That's okay, Mom."

They continued their journey home still with their own thoughts.

The car has reached the courtyard of Mr. Hendra's house. Yuki and Rangga got out of the car, then got into the house.

"Where are the drugs from the doctor?" welcome Bu Yayah to the living room.

"Yes, get Bi."

"Diminished regularly the drug, because of the pungent sauce huh??" ask Bu Yayah again.

"Bi, I'm going to the room first. Take a break."

Not just pain, but most!

"Oh, yeah. Hope you get well soon, okay?"

"Thank you, Bi."

Rangga immediately went into the room before there was another chat of his aunt.

"Ki, you finish the kitchen first! The dry laundry has not been ironed yet!" order Bu Yayah from inside the store.

"Yes, Mom!"

Yuki yawned for a while, stretching out the muscles of her body that felt very tired. He stepped into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then walked into the room. Before that, he glanced at Rangga's room. Still tightly closed. The man has not been out of the room since he came home from the doctor this afternoon.

Ah, hopefully soon healed Mas Rangga.

The girl went into her narrow room. The first time he entered the room, his eyes could not be closed. His bed is far away not as plump as his home mattress. However, after a few days, it turned out that he was able to sleep soundly also in the room, because he was too tired to work every day.

Yuki's laying her body on the bed. His mind went back to the chat with Rangga this afternoon. About matchmaking.

"Mas Rangga who is simple, even from a rich family, it turns out to have to accept if he is betrothed. What are her parents like, huh? Definitely fierce. Mas Rangga aja to obey the will of his parents," he murmured.

The laughter of Mr. Hendra disappeared and changed with Yuki's dream.

*

The sound of crowing chickens woke Yuki up. He hurried to fold the blanket. Things he never did at home. Everything has served. But here the opposite. He had to do it for himself, plus do something for others.

Yuki immediately stepped into the kitchen. Fry the bonke chicken he had seasoned last night according to Bu Yaah's recipe. The woman now prepared the writing of her recipe along with the ingredients that Yuki had to cook.

Breakfast is ready. Some days, the intelligent Yuki has memorized the various activities in the house and the habits of the house people.

The dining table is full of people. Yuki intermittently glanced at Rangga.

Disposable saucer, wear white hem, with jeans, and sunglasses on his head.

"Bu Yaah, I want to go to college first," Yuki told her employer.

"Yes, be careful."

"Bareng me only," bargained Rangga.

"No need, Mas. Thanks though. Deket too," reject the delicate Yuki.

The girl walked quickly. Today he had to prepare the modules and equipment for Pak Frans' courses in the fifth semester lecture hall.

Rangga looked at the girl.

Self also turned out.

"There go! Pack a motorcycle Om yes temporarily. Tomorrow your new car arrives in a week," said Mr. Hendra disperse Rangga daydream.

"Eh, yes, Om."

"The key!"

Mr. Hendra handed the key to Rangga's hand. The man hurried to say goodbye to Mr. Hendra, put on his helmet and then turned on the motorcycle engine and drove off to campus.

*

"Kiki!"

Call a girl who always wears her neat clothes. Dhea.

"Hi, Dhea. I'm going to Mr. Frans' room to set up his module and laptop in the fifth semester lecture hall" he said quickly.

Mr. Frans is a timely man. Yuki tried to provide all the needs of Mr. Frans before he entered the class.

"Oh, yeah. Here I help you with your bag, Kiki! Sitting next to me as usual, huh?" tawar Dhea's.

"Ah, Dhea, you're so nice. Thanks, huh?"

"Excite, Kiki!"

Yuki handed her bag to her best friend, then proceeded to Mr. Frans' office. He took some ledgers written in the notes of Mr. Frans, then brought all the books and laptops to the fifth semester lecture hall, connecting them with the projector.

After finishing up, he returned to his own lecture hall.

"Oh, now become an assistant lecturer what is the storage of lecturers?" ask someone who is very memorized by Yuki's voice.

"Are you free from suspension? Want again?" ask Yuki.

"Cih, just become an assistant lecturer already pretending!" exclaim Queensya cynical.

"Finally you are also the one who answered if I am the assistant lecturer? Not the lecturer's stash??"

Yuki glared at Queensya who was sewot for losing a sentence.

Yuki walked past him, then walked into the classroom, sitting next to Dhea.