Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 1

A sunny morning in London, the city is known by the nickname The Smoke . The expanse of the blue sky stretched a vast unblemished. The long mane was twitching beautifully following the movements of the girl's body. His slender legs swung rapidly down the highway pavement, chasing the eroding time. The sound of footrests that echoed was heard in tandem with the sound of the roar of engine vehicles that cut through the streets of the city, as if evocative of the spirit to continue running after dreams and happiness.

His footsteps got faster when the city bus he was going to ride would return to speed leaving the stop stop stop.

"Uncle...! Wait for... Don't leave me, "cry the girl like a woman who is heartbreaking so that the idol doesn't leave her after saying the word break.

"Aahhkk! Du du du! My head's pinched, anybody in there please help me get out of here," groaning the girl with the head position was already between the crush of two bus doors because it did not make it through the bus door that was almost closed. Luckily the bus body is still in stop mode.

Instead of being quick to help or empathize, the other bus passengers even prefer to laugh at him as well as the Bus Driver.

"Uncle Hugo, why are you laughing at me? Please quickly open the door," whined the girl to Hugo who was none other than the Bus Driver. The girl seemed to grimace in pain with a reddened face.

Hugo who was always called uncle by the girl seemed to chuckle while shaking his head because he saw the act of a beautiful girl who always acted too agile. Until finally he reopened the bus door immediately because he began to pity.

"Flame..! Fortunately my head did not come off," grumbled the girl named Allesya who was able to breathe freely while twirling her head, making sure her neck bones did not shift position.

"Thank you Uncle" Allesya said as if she did not feel ashamed after she was made a joke by the bus passengers. Cue and stupid, that's Allesya.

The girl sliced hazel then looked for an empty bench to occupy but this morning did not seem to be her lucky day. There were no empty benches left so inevitably he had to stand up.

With one hand holding the handle grib bus, Allesya reached into the contents of her bag to retrieve her phone. He slightly kept the flat object away from the front of the face and began to style as beautiful as possible. Do not forget the sweet smile, as sweet as vanilla-flavored lollipop along with the results of the close up photo pose.

THE CHUCK!

One shot for one photo was enough for him. The look on his face was radiant as his lentic fingers typed a caption under his photo capture.

"Send done's. May she open a message from me soon," said Allesya expectantly.

And sure enough, not having to wait long, the message he sent was instantly read by the recipient of the message which of course made the girl excited.

Who was the reader of the message to make the heart of the beautiful girl blossom? He is a 25-year-old adult man who has a perfect good-looking asset named Sean Willson.

However, there is one thing that must be underlined firmly, that all messages from Allesya have only been read and nothing more, even that can be calculated with a count of fingers.

Did Sean's cold demeanor make Allesya discouraged? The answer is of course not. Allesya never trembled at Sean's overtly dislike of her existence. The girl who is less than a few months away will step on the limit of 18 years of adulthood is not a girl who will easily give up on her feelings of love.

Although he must be willing to swallow the bitterness of bile when he saw the man of his heart dating another woman. Not only once twice the bitterness he had to enjoy but many times. But it did not stop him to change the course of his initial goal to win the heart of Sean Willson, the White Riding Prince.

Surrender? It won't. As it was written before. Allesya is a young girl who will always stand firm and never give up for her love.

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A pair of large feet clad in luxurious leather shoes model Monk Strap tread one by one the steps to the first floor. Gray work suit complete with matching vest interior and white shirt wrapped neat proportional body and possessive circular tie on his neck add masculinity and reinforce his good looks that make the hearts of the people the air just melted away.

Sean Willson, that's the name attached to him.

Ting...!

A message notification sign demanded him to immediately touch the smart phone from inside his work coat pocket. In between the steps towards the car, Sean opened his phone.

Sean clucked his guard after finding out who the sender of the message was.

Good morning handsome brother. I sent you a picture of me as an encouragement to start your beautiful day. Oya, the breakfast I made with a million love potions I have left to Uncle Baul. Please eat until it's over.

"Will he never get bored?" sean grumbled after he finished reading the message and then put his phone back in his pocket, without any intention to reply to the message.

"Excuse me sir, this is Miss Allessya's seat" said a security guard named Baul, handing over a small bag to his master, Sean.

Again the blonde man again looked careless before finally speaking. "Make it, '" he answered briefly.

"But Sir."

"If you don't want to, throw it away" interrupted Sean who immediately waltzed away to his car.

Knowing the Young Master was going to come out, Baul hurriedly opened the giant gate that stood firmly in front of the courtyard of the luxurious mansion.

After the car his master was riding in disappeared from before him, Baul seemed to sigh deeply while staring at the box of supplies he still held.

Without Allesya knowing, that Sean never received the stock box he always gave. Baul, who feels kasian and does not want to make a girl as good as Allesya disappointed, inevitably has to lie that his master always eats the provisions.

Every morning before leaving for work, Allesya always took the time to deliver breakfast for Sean.

Armed with his agility in extracting information from people closest to Sean, Allesya little know about the habits of his first love, including one of his habits that often miss breakfast. That's why, the beautiful girl routinely made breakfast supplies for Sean. The breakfast he made was full of love and hope-studded spices. Hope that all his efforts can open the heart of Young Master Sean, the King of Hearts.

"Did he always refuse food from that sweet girl?" baul's daydreams instantly froze as a person's voice suddenly ventured into his sense of hearing.

"I-iya Great sir," Baul replied slightly hesitatingly. He was sure that the great master had heard and seen for himself the attitude of his grandson earlier.

Mr. Henry, none other than his grandfather Sean, seemed to sigh violently while shaking his head. Honestly, Henry deeply regrets Sean's cold attitude towards Allesya. Henry really liked the girl named Allesya. According to him, the young girl was different from some women who had been lovers of her handsome grandchildren who seemed naughty and always wore clothes lacking materials.

"Give me the box, I will give it to the wayward boy," Baul immediately handed over the breakfast box he still held.

VISUAL ALLESYA

SEAN WILLSON'S

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