Enamored Love Beautiful Pickpocket

Enamored Love Beautiful Pickpocket
Chapter 48. When happy with you


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" What? Why is he?"


Dhisti who was contacted that night by Al about his sister who did not want to open the door also felt anxious. Because, Puri is a person who ectroverts.


" I don't want Mama to know about this. Mmmm you come here tomorrow, you know what it's like to be heartbroken. So..."


" Can you give me those wise words?"


The one on the other end of the phone even chuckled, for a very good guess from Dhisti who now showed a gloomy face. Yeah, even though Al can't see it either.


Yes, Alsaki really acts like a girlfriend who shares trivial things with each other until the crucial thing to the girl. It seems, not willing if he does not involve Dhisti in every day.


Until, the next day, the man actually picked up Dhisti and intended to take her home for her to live with Puri, as she explained the work at the office that day.


Al, who was chatting with grandfather that morning, suddenly froze when he saw Dhisti who looked a little dressed up and made her beautiful aura so radiated.


Wow amazing!


" Anyways, am I?" tanya Dhisti showed her how she looked unsure.


But what was asked was stupefied.


Grandfather held back a laugh because he was actually also fascinated by the look of his granddaughter who could be that beautiful, just because it adds a little makeup, and also patterned her hair. Daebak!


" O!" call Dhisti when the man is howled.


" Ohaki!"


The man immediately gasped as Dhisti called out his name with a high octave.


Makes grandfather even worse.


" Why are you? I don't fit in with make up? I deleted ya?" asked fretfully for misinterpreting Alsaki's expression.


" A-don't. You are so beautiful!" answer Al stammering.


Making grandfather smile when he saw his grandson whose face was like a tomato because he was praised.


While in the car, Al really likes the change of Dhisti. He must admit, the woman is indeed beautiful even without false eyebrows, or anti-storm eyelashes as is common in women today.


" Mama must be happy because you want to come!" cetus Al pleased.


" You haven't said that to Ms Hapsari?"


Al shakes. " Surprise!"


But the one who spoke to again showed a calm expression and as if there would be no problem.


" Be calm, Papa is also nice. Oh yes Puri I told you that if you want to go there, he finally wants to open the door when I say so!"


" So you don't know what he's doing yet?" looking in disbelief.


Al shook his head slowly while exhaling a long breath. " My driver who told me that Vishnu and Puri had a fight! But that's still a guess. I was always confused that Puri was sad again. The boy is rarely sad but every cry I get confused as to how!"


Dhisti suddenly stunned for the sake of remembering if he saw the harmony of the couple who he thought was very fitting.


" I will soon be back home if my job is done. You started the day after tomorrow, didn't you?"


Dhisti nodded, still in disbelief as he was in the car with Alsaki.


" If you're busy, I can take a taxi home later!"


" don't. Don't let you come home before I come!"


Dhisti looked at Al then a moment later they chuckled together. I don't know, the more here they both feel happy. However, the two of them did not have any status other than being good friends.


Upon their arrival at home, Dhisti's heart really feels like he's auditioning for a race. He suddenly felt agitated to see Alsaki's unusually large house with pillars as tall as the colosseum.


" Crazy, even the post in front of this guy's house is bigger than the size of my room!"


" Come on in, Mama must be happy!" al closed his car door. Making Dhisti daydream instantly bubrah.


I was worried that he would step his foot. He was just a pickpocket under the guise of a cafe maid, and entering the house of a respectable person with self-awareness like this, clearly made Dhisti feel unsettled, worried and restless.


What if Alsaki finds out?


Al who was really happy that morning, seemed unrelenting to drag Dhisti's arm inside. Again and again, that simple way suddenly made Dhisti feel at ease.


Let it be, let it be selfish to feel this beautiful thing for a while. For a very long time he did not care about himself and focused more on his family affairs.


" Mommy, Mama!" he shouted enthusiastically when he arrived at a spacious room, which contained futuristic furniture and fantastic value. Making Dhisti gulp because of all that, making the social class boundary between them more clear.


" Ma, look who Al brought Ma!" said Al again can not hide his happy face.


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