BEAUTIFUL TEACHER FOR YOUNG MASTER
Beginning of Story
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Aqila Citra Kirana, a beautiful 24-year-old woman who works as a Primary School Teacher, Citra has a cheerful nature, gentle, and easy to get along with anyone.
Raffael Abraham, a handsome 28-year-old man who is the sole heir to the Abrahamic family's business empire, is haughty, cold, and ruthless.
Clarissa Maxime, a beautiful 24-year-old woman who has a very arrogant and spoiled nature.
Muhamad Fathir, a handsome 27-year-old friend of Aqila, who works as a teacher who has long harbored a taste for Aqila, he has a loving, mature, and patient nature.
Aqila is currently walking in the biggest mall in Jakarta. Aqila intends to buy a shoe for herself to go to school because her shoes are all ugly and weathered.
"Oh my god, if choosing a mate is as easy as choosing shoes, my heart would be happy" muttered Aqila.
That's a curse that came out of Aqila's mouth which is now busy choosing shoes in a store located inside a Mall.
It has been almost two hours Aqila has not found a shoe that fits her feet, the shopkeeper was tired of following Aqila who was just engrossed in her activities.
"Fix Ma'am, ask this one the same rich color and size on display."
With a face the shopkeeper grabbed the shoes that Aqila wanted.
"For a moment, Ma'am, I'll take it."
A few minutes later, Aqila had already gotten the shoes that were to her liking her heart was very happy.
Aqila stepped out of the store feeling elated, bought shoes with her first salary as an honorary teacher, the rest of her salary would of course be saved and given to her beloved mother.
"The clothes are very nice" muttered Aqila.
His eyes that had been pointing to the clothes shops that lined the Mall seemed to make him want to buy clothes displayed on the statue display, the statue, but what is the salary of being an honorary teacher should he use as well as possible do not squander money should be economical.
Brruuuukkk.....
Aqila almost fell down after bumping into a middle-aged woman.
"Geez, Grandma sorry-sorry, Grandma it's okay here I help," cried Aqila with Grandma sitting in the chair.
"Why do I have to hit Grandma anyway, maybe I must have diomelin basic Aqila you bego really, anyway" inner Aqila who cursed her own stupidity.
"Sorry, Grandma, I didn't do it on purpose, right? whichever one hurts Nek, let me go on a massage" asked Aqila as sweetly as possible.
"It's okay, son, whose name is pretty?" ask the Grandma.
"My name is Aqila Nek, I'm sorry that Nek Aqila was not careful because Aqila was again looking at the clothes on display there," said Akila Cengengesan.
"Beautiful name like the person, don't call Grandma just call the Princess Eyang" exclaimed the Grandma.
"Ah, Anyang could have. Is there anything that Aqila can do to help Eyang, it seems that he is confused?" ask Aqila.
"If you may, ask for help."
"By dong Eyang, as long as Aqila is able Aqila will help, by the way what can Akila help Eyang?" aqila asked with her ever-expanding smile.
"Can't you take Eyang home?"
"Well..."
"Eyang had come here with Eyang's grandson, but he had permission to go to the toilet, Eyang wanted to contact him but Eyang's phone could not turn on," exclaimed the princess by showing her dead phone.
"Geez it's called the lowbat Dear Eyang, it could be you Aqila, now that you have multiplied by leaps and bounds, I've nawarin help with this Eyang," inner Aqila who was currently grimacing.
"Sorry, where is Eyang's house?" aqila asked with a forced smile.
"In the Beautiful Cottage."
"Can you do Eyang, but Eyang can be ridden on a motorcycle? so Aqila's got a motor?" exciting Aqila.
"Don't ride the Aqila motorbike, Eyang's legs like to get numb if the hangers are too long, let alone Eyang's waist also like gout, how about we take a taxi," Pinta Eyang princess.
"Alamak, well will take a taxi back and forth to Pondok Indah, already my payday," Inner Aqila.
"Yes already Eyang, let Aqila interra," cried Aqila with her paste.
They began to walk away from the shopping center area.
"Am I advising her granddaughter, but it's crazy that I have to go around the Mall this big, maybe even I'm the one who gout, yes goodbye the rest of my payday," aqila Inner with her weakness.
The Princess's hands were embracing Aqila's arms, they walked towards the exit of the Mall in search of a taxi, and, if other people were to see Aqila and Eyang Princess it would not be expected that they were strangers who had just met.
They looked familiar chatting and occasionally laughed out of what was being talked about, that was how Aqila was quickly familiar with anyone. During the ride in the taxi, Aqila and Eyang Princess were engrossed in conversation.
"Aqila is a very good name" cried the Princess.
"Thank you Eyang, that's the name given to the late Mr. Aqila."
"Your father is dead? I'm sorry Eynag doesn't know" exclaimed Princess Eyang.
"It's okay, Aqila's used to it."
"Aqila has a boyfriend yet?" ask the Princess.
"Ah has not been Eyang," said Aqila with a shy smile.
"It's been expected."
"Well.meaning Eyang?" ask Aqila.
"Yes, I've been expecting her that you don't have a boyfriend yet."
"What a look would it be if Aqila were single? does Aqila look pathetic?" aqila asked grimacingly towards the Princess.
"Not so, just saw you shopping alone if you already have a boyfriend, surely you will be accompanied by shopping with your girlfriend, right?"
"Truly Eyang is smart," praised Aqila.
"Oh yeah, looks like you've been working huh wearing clothes like this?" ask the Princess.
"Iya Eyang, Aqila is an elementary school teacher but Aqila is still an honorary teacher and plans next year Aqila will follow the CPNS list."
"That's great for you."
"Not really just ordinary, but quite Eyang itung-itung reduce the burden of Mother."
"Sir, in front of the house fenced in black no 31 will stop there, sir" cried Eyang Puteri.
"Good Mistress."
Not long after the taxi driver stopped his car in front of a large gate painted black. Aqila just gawked at the gate of the Eyang Puteri house, only the gate had made Aqila gawk, let alone inside.
"It's okay, Aqila just go home."
"Eeee.can't be like that, it's not good to refuse the offer of parents, it's not good, where it's getting dark again it's not good for girls to come home alone later let Eyang tell granddaughter Eyang to take you home," cried Eyang Puteri while pulling Aqila's hand.
Aqila only resigned when her hand was pulled, fighting back was useless.
It turned out to be true, the Eyang that Aqila had just known was a rich man. Just to the page, Aqila has been spoiled with beautiful and beautiful ornamental plants.
Do not ask the garage, there are parked some of the latest luxury cars that are very fantastic prices.
"Basar grandson does not know himself, it turns out he has arrived first at home," grumbled Eyang Puteri.
"Let's enter Aqila, do not hesitate to consider it your own home," cried the Princess.
Aqila enters the interior of the house, where Aqila is pampered with a very beautiful view, a large soft sof that is topped with Turkish carpets as the base, and big jars that look luxurious and expensive stand neatly in the corners of the house.
"Let's have a seat, son, Bi please bring a drink for my guests" cried Eyang Puteri.
Not long after the housekeeper came with two cups of tea, Aqila without hesitation sipped the tea because Aqila's throat was already very dry.
Eyang Princess and Aqila chatted again until suddenly there were footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Eyang, where have you been? Raffa until panic did not find Eyang in the Mall, Kirain Eyang lost profit Raffa check cctv security there," exclaimed Raffa by approaching his Eyeang.
"Crazy, Eyang's grandson is handsome too, ah not not not so handsome anymore but this handsome mah," Inner Aqila.
"Raffael, here sit this Aqila, this Aqila girl who has helped Eyang and delivered Eyang home," cried the Princess.
"Hallo, my name is Aqila," Akila exclaimed with a hand out.
Raffael looked at Aqila's hand, but Raffael ignored him, Raffael then looked at Eyang.
"Eyang, please do not repeat again yes, Raffa is very worried about Eyang," cried Raffael.
Aqila who felt indifferent finally pulled back her hand.
"Raffa you can't be like that, Aqila is the one who helped Eyang if there is no Aqila, Eyang doesn't know what will happen to Eyang," said Eyang Daughter.
"Sorry Eyang, it seems like it's the night Aqila left first" cried Aqila who began to move from her seat.
"Lho don't go home first, we have dinner together first yuk," said Princess Eyang.
"No need, Eyang, afraid that I wait for Aqila then Aqila will go home first."
Aqila stepped over to the Princess and Aqila kissed the back of the Princess' hand.
"Wait for Aqila, let Raffa take you home" cried the Princess.
"No need for Eyang, Aqila can take a taxi."
"Eyang heard for himself, the woman went home by taxi, Raffa males also carried him," said Raffa with a ketusnya.
"Aqila went home first Eyang, Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalight."
Aqila also immediately stepped out of the magnificent mansion. His heart was so arrogant to hear the words coming out of Raffa's mouth.
"It's so proud of people, it's about rich people, I've already praised him," Aqila grumbled.
Aqila is currently standing in front of the gate of the Eyang Puteri house waiting for the arrival of an online taxi that has been booked. Aqila was so exhausted that she leaned her body against the wall of the house.
"It's too bad you Raffa let the girl go home alone at night, Aqila is a good girl she has helped Eyang, what's wrong you bring her home," snapped Eyang Puteri.
"Eyang please don't get angry later Eyang's heart is crushed again," exclaimed Raffa was very worried.
"You don't care about Eyang anymore" said Eyang Princess sulking and sitting his body on the sofa while massaging his temple.
Raffael could not see his eyes were angry, so Raffael quickly took the keys to the car on the table.
"Ok, Raffa will take the woman home" Raffa said.
Raffa stepped out of the house, while the Princess seemed to develop a smile.
While out there Aqila who was waiting for a taxi finally smiled sumringah, because the taxi that was waiting came too.
When Aqila wanted to open the door of the car, someone quickly closed it back violently.
"I'm sorry sir didn't take a taxi, here's the money for the change" said Raffa.
The taxi thanked him and left Aqila who was currently silent digesting Raffa's words.
"What do you mean tell that taxi to go, and then what do I have to go home?" the unconscious snarl of Aqila had already raised her voice.
Raffa did not listen to Aqila's chatter, he went back in and started his car.
"Let's get in," cried Raffa with his tightness.
"So he said he didn't want to do anything?" exclaim Aqila was no less grim.
"A sneak in before I change my mind again" Raffa exclaimed coldly.
Inevitably Aqila finally got into the car Raffa, no talk during the trip only silence occurred.
"Take me to the Mall just now, because my bike is still there," said Aqila.
There was no answer from Raffa, he just focused on driving his car until not long later Raffa's car arrived at a Mall that he came to this afternoon with Eyangnya," explained Aqila.
"Thank you....?
"Hmmm...."
After Akila came down, Raffa sprinkled his gas and left Aqila.
"That's a lot of people?" aqila mutter.
Aqila also went straight to the parking lot and took her motorcycle, fortunately it was not too late so the streets were still crowded.
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