Arabella And Beauty System
Indecency

Just when the break time arrived Arabella immediately out of class and walked towards the sports area. He was reminded of the ride request telling him to reduce his weight. In addition, beautifying yourself is also a mission of the master of the system right? There is no harm Arabella may try to try heavy exercise to manage her body.

This time he could not Rachel to accompany him because the girl was indeed absent today. Without walking with the girl, Arabella felt a little hollow, because she had no other interlocutors. He walked the man himself into the gym with absentminded steps.

Arriving in front of the open door of the sports room, Arabella stopped for a moment while looking at the passers-by inside.

"It's a lot", he murmured.

He walked in with his eyes rolling all over the room. The room is divided into several parts, there is a special room for heavy exercise, there is a special room for light exercise.

Arabella walks into the area of the heavy sports room. Most of the men in that place. The men look busy using barbells to show their muscle muscles, do push-ups with no boss, and do sit-ups also without a boss. Whether the men accidentally undressed to show off their abdominal muscles or overheated, Arabella did not know.

He just chose to try sports equipment that is near the women. There were a few women who formed a group not far from where the men were. They also work out with barbells.

Arabella tried to take one of the barbells. Weighing 20 kilograms.

"Argh.!" he said, releasing the barbell.

After putting the 20 kg barbell back to where it came from, Arabella returned to the room to look for other materials that she could use to exercise.

But his eyes instead focused on the figure of a little child who was playing the game. It seems that the little boy was the son of one of the lecturers, he was left to play in the light sports area.

Arabella's forehead frowned at the thought of something. He then asked a woman who was busy lifting a barbell near him, "Sister, if playing the game can make thin no, huh?"

The woman who was lifting the barbell turned to look at the little boy Arabella was seeing, "Wah. Do you want to find a sport to manage your body, right?"

"Yes sister, hihi", Arabella scowled until she showed a row of white teeth.

"Well what?"

"Liar beautiful, brother"

"You don't have to be skinny to be beautiful"

"Eh?", Arabella turned to her back. There was Richard there. "Eh? Brother Richard? Just hang on"

Richard did not reply, he looked seriously at the girl in front of him. "You intend to be thin?"

"Of course!", replied Arabella looking pleased.

Richard rolled his eyes lazily. As the girl looked at him in confusion, Richard put on a serious face, "Is it because you want to approach another man?"

Eh? Where did Richard's brother know?, murmured Arabella in his heart.

"No, brother, don't just accuse. I want to be skinny, because I want to be skinny!"

Richard nodded his head, "Oh, then, what is your relationship with Nael?"

Arabella frowned, "I mean brother? I don't have anything to do with him"

Richard folded his hands in front of his chest, leaning his shoulders against the wall, "And what about you shooting different men every day? Is that true?"

Arabella rounded her eyes, one of her secrets revealed.

Eh? Who told Brother Richard about that?, asked Arabella in a panic.

"Eh? Who told you brother?"

"Your friend, Rachel"

"Eh? Really, sister?", asked Arabella. Richard did not reply, he only gave a flat look.

"Eh, by the way, brother, it's been a long time since I did sister, I'm not a bad girl anymore" said Arabella plain and honest.

"Goodoo. Now answer my first question. What's your relationship with Nael?"

"Just answer my question"

"Ng. there's no sungg-"

"The man was the most lazy to talk and was close to a creature called a woman. He has not been friends with women since Junior High. So it's weird that guy would give you his number just ", Richard cut.

Arabella scrunched her forehead at the man's words, "If Brother Nael is lazy to talk to women, then he will marry whom?"

"Come"

"Ng. and if for example Brother Nael had a wife and daughter how, sister? Will they use sign language?", asked plain Arabella.

"Just answer my first question"

"Oh, brother Richard asked me a question. I replied, we have no relationship what do you know!", Arabella put on a wry face, then the girl went out of there with a look of annoyance.

After exiting the door of the sports hall, Arabella turned her head back for a moment. Richard did not go after him. Arabella then thought, why Richard suddenly wanted to know his relationship with other men. Why did the man arrive so curious?

Strange little brother Richard, what did he have?, asked Arabella in his heart.

*

Just as the campus was coming home, Arabella immediately went to the restaurant that would become her new place to work. As promised with Rachel last night, Arabella will be the food presenter, and Rachel will be the cook.

Arriving at the entrance of the restaurant, Arabella was quite surprised by Rachel who welcomed her.

"Eh? Rachel's? You didn't come to college this morning with a fever. I don't think you're going here" Arabella said.

Rachel chuckled slightly, "Of course I'm excited to come here. There's a handsome chef in the kitchen with me"

Arabella patted the eel, "Well, now you're more fakgirl than I am, Rachel"

"Ahahah.", Rachel burst out laughing at Arabella's words as she spoke the English word in a local tone.

"Hello, miss lady", suddenly a waiter appeared. Arabella and her friend looked over.

"You have been called to start working" continued the servant.

"Oh, okay. Go, Rachel!"

Both of them entered the kitchen. In the kitchen area there are many people who are doing various kinds of work. The area for cooking is indeed given a considerable distance with a special area where freshly cooked food will be served.

Rachel looked around, "What should I start?", she asked.

"There's a drink order, miss. A glass of ice capuccino on table number 04", replied the waiter.

Rachel nodded her head in understanding, "Alright"

"I'll serve it later, won't I?" asked Arabella.

"Yes, of course"

Rachel then immediately did her job, guided by some skilled food presenters. After the drink order was finished, Rachel immediately gave it to Arabella with a tray.

Arabella immediately went out to bring the drink to the intended table, table 04. Arabella could see the table number from a distance. His steps came to a halt when he saw a beautiful, long-haired brunette sitting alone there. He remembered the woman. The woman was the woman who accidentally hit him when he was about to enter the bus door. But strangely though unintentionally, the woman did not even apologize.

Arabella walked closer. Judging from her clothes, the woman certainly looked like a rich man. Although Arabella was somewhat disinclined, and felt that the woman might remember her, Arabella walked closer.

Until when it's right near the table..

Bruk!

"Who..!"