Companion To Paris
Visiting Paris

Sandra came out of the school gate alone. The driver of the house approached the young lady standing in his car.

"I'll take you to Biema's apartment, yeah" Sandra said as she got into the car.

"Non Good." The driver obeyed. A few seconds of silence. The driver of the house just looked towards the inside of the gate continuously. Sandra opened her eyes. The car engine was still not on even before, Sandra had told where it was headed. He found no sign of the car leaving.

"Non't walk? Is anyone still missing?" sandra asked, looking out the window as well. Follow what this guy did.

"Don't you have to wait for Miss Paris to come, Non?" ask the driver of the house who has been memorized with his employer's son-in-law. Turn his head slightly back, to be polite to his employer. Sandra moved her eyeballs again. He did not expect his driver to wait for Paris. "I got orders from Mas Biema to pick up and take his wife home."

Sandra understands.

"It seems like he's been home since." Sandra's lying.

"Back, Non?" ask him surprised.

"Yes. He's in his apartment" Sandra said.

"O..." The man who had been the driver of the Biema family for a long time nodded his head. It might be meant to show that he understands what his young lady is saying. But Sandra knew that the driver was a little weird about the answer.

He knew that currently all the students of the 3rd grade of SMU were undergoing the examination. She was surprised that the girl who became the daughter-in-law of her master's family did not appear with her young miss. They are a class. But of course the man did not dare to ask further since he was only a subordinate.

"He's sick, so he's not going to school." Sandra added a little information that would have eased the curiosity of her family employees. He knows it.

"O ...," said this man again while nodding. This time it was more appropriate because it seemed like he understood. After buying everything that Paris wanted, this girl went straight to the apartment. In accordance with what he offered to Paris, this girl bought everything Paris wanted.

"I've arrived in front of the building. Open the door soon." Sandra sent a message to Paris.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm a little old. If you want to go home it's okay. I'll call later. Keep on not telling mom that Paris is sick," Sandra said making the driver look surprised again. "Paris isn't comfortable if she has to be looked at by her in-laws."

"Yes." Yeah." After that he went into the apartment building. His steps were faster than usual. He wants to see his brother-in-law soon.

Arriving at the door, Paris was ready there. So Sandra just went in. This girl was surprised by her many in-laws.

"Go away" said Sandra asking for more space for her. Because Paris remained standing in front of the door with a stunned face with Sandra's innate. His body gave way.

"What's that, San?" ask Paris who closed the door and followed her sister-in-law from behind.

"Order? What did I order?" asked Paris while furrowing her brows. He could not remember ordering that much. Sandra's feet led the two of them towards the pantry. Then the girl put a white crackle on the table.

"Food I mentioned. Also some snacks we can eat together. There's also ice cream and fruits." Sandra explained what her grocery list was. Like a mother who had gone home shopping from the market, Sandra took all the food out of her bag. Paris was only paying attention to what her sister-in-law was doing.

"Wish to buy all this?" Paris' hands touched the food that was already piled on the table.

"Yes. I bought a lot of things on purpose." Sandra subdued her body because she wanted to put a box of ice cream into the refrigerator. To keep the ice from the ice cream itself. "All I do to accompany you to tell me about everything" Sandra said seriously. This time his body stood upright and faced towards Paris.

"What's the story about?" ask Paris plain. His hands were off the food on the table.

"On you who got kicked out of school. Even told to stop the test." Sandra still had a serious face.

"Oh, that. No need to talk about that anymore. I've given everything to brother Arga. He can handle it." Sandra tidied up all the food she brought.

"What's eating yet?" ask Sandra to look to the right to the left. There are no dirty furniture. It could be that this girl ate nothing. Because he didn't want to come out when all the SMU girls like him were going through the exam. He did not want people around the apartment to ask him why he could be at home.

"It."

"No trace of you having eaten or drunk? It's very clean and neat. So I guess you're lying" Sandra said directly. He knew this girl was upset. Paris may not eat at all.

"Do not accuse. I've eaten." Paris shook her hand in front of Sandra's face. "So I ordered food online. Because there are not many activities, I became diligent by cleaning everything. That's why it looks neat and clean." Paris explains why this pantry looks so good.

"Oh, that's it." Looks like Sandra accepted Paris's excuse. "OKAY. So now it's time to eat ... Snacks!" sandra exclaimed as she dragged her sister-in-law towards the sofa. Not to forget he brought some Snacks and sandwiches. Paris followed without resisting. "Watch what is this?" sandra asked as she frowned looking at the beautiful cartoon that was seen on the thin object in front of them. Looks like the tv's been on since Sandra showed up.

"I didn't see intentionally. Because I've been sleeping since. The TV was just a friend of me who was very tired," said Paris lazily. He really doesn't want to watch tv.

"Not tired. You are just sad and sad again. That's why if there's a problem, it's a story. Not in the sniffers themselves. After all, around you there are a lot of good people who care. Including me." Sandra said it by putting down what she was carrying. Then looked at the face of Paris who was invited to sit together on the sofa with a snatch.

"stance ... You are good." Paris finally sat down quietly. Then raise your legs so you can cross them on the sofa.

"No. You don't understand. The proof is, when I asked you yesterday what you were called to the teacher's room, you didn't honestly say that you got in trouble." Sandra mentioned evidence that Paris was reluctant to complain to her. Sandra's disappointed. "I am a multifunction."

"What multifunction?" asked Paris to keep her face away from Sandra. Surprised by the words his best friend uses.

"So friends can. So my sister-in-law can. Multifunctional right?" Sandra widened her eyes. Proving himself right. Paris chuckles. "I'm your sister-in-law and your best friend."

"Yes. That's right." Paris confirmed Sandra's statement while patting the girl's arm. It's nice to make friends as sister-in-law. Friendship remains durable and more lasting.