GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 275. INTRODUCTIONS
After work hours, as usual Arimbi picked up the driver and drove him to the etiquette school. It's his first day to study. She takes etiquette classes three times a week, so she gets excited on her first day.
When he arrived there, it coincided with the departure of people who had just finished learning. They saw a luxury car that stopped right at the entrance.
They feel curious especially when they see Pascal welcoming directly the woman who got off the luxury car that adds to the curious people. Who was the rich man who came? Upon seeing a beautiful woman get out of the car, the men gnashed their eyebrows at having never seen Arimbi before.
With elegant steps, Arimbi walked over and smiled, “Good afternoon Madam. Welcome back to our school.” said Pascal welcoming Arimbi.
“Good afternoon. Thanks.” said Arimbi. "There's no need to bother welcoming me like this."
"It's okay, madam. We are happy to see your arrival. Remembering today is your first day."
Pascal and some of the staff brought Arimbi in, as they passed by some people who were still standing, Arimbi heard the whispers of some of the women.
“Who is he? Is he one of the students here too huh?”
“Do not know! It's possible.”
“How is it possible? There is night class?”
“It seems I feel familiar with the face of the woman.”
Suddenly one of the rich women said, “Isn't she the daughter of the Rafaldi family? Yes...yes...that's it!”
“Really? Did he study here too?”
“Can only. But why is he coming at this hour?”
“There's no way he's studying here! Does this place accept such students?”
“Yes he grew up in the countryside! Must be bad etiquette, where can he get into the upper class, right?”
“I am so lazy to study here if someone like him is accepted here. This is the best etiquette school and all its students from the upper class!”
Arimbi who is already in etiquette class does not know if the rich women are talking about it out there.
Today is her first day in etiquette class and the topic taught for today is speaking ethics. Arimbi taught the basics of conversation, how to talk and gestures while talking.
The instructor who taught was a forty-year-old woman with a beautiful face. Arimbi seriously took the class that took an hour. Until finally the class finished, when he came out of the place the driver was waiting in front of the entrance.
“Mistress, want to go home right? Young Master is waiting for Madam at home for dinner.” the driver told Arimbi.
“Yes, I feel tired too. Is the Emir undergoing his rehabilitation today?” ask Arimbi again.
“True Mistress. I saw Mr. Agha accompanying him as well.”
He thought that tomorrow he would ask his father and talk seriously about it. ‘I'm pregnant now, I don't want anything to disturb my calm. That guy is really outrageous! It seems like he still did not give up either!’ he murmured in the heart.
Arriving home, Arimbi rushed to find the whereabouts of his beloved husband. I don't know why he misses that guy so much. It didn't take long for him to see the Emir sitting waiting for him in the living room. Seeing that, Arimbi's heart was filled with warmth.
He immediately threw himself into the Emir's arms and kissed him without caring about the people who were there. “Honey, I miss you so much!” arimbi said in a soft and spoiled voice while wrapping his hands around the Emir's neck.
“Really? Do you need to be reminded at all times that you are pregnant? Do you realize how you ran and threw yourself at me? Hemm?”
“Sorry. That's because I miss you so much. Dear emir, I'm hungry.”
“Puffff!” Emir chuckles. “I thought you were full by kissing me!”
“Not enough! Still less, I want to eat a lot! Come on, take me to eat.”
“Why are you getting spoiled like this?”
“Darling, it's your fault! Don't ask me okay? You spoiled me and now you protested because I was too spoiled. Emir, I want to eat...”.
“Come on, we eat. I haven't eaten since I was waiting for you.”
The Emir moved into his wheelchair after Arimbi stood up and Rino pushed the wheelchair towards the pavillions. With Arimbi's sullen face following from behind, he was not allowed by the Emir to push him because the man was worried about having an effect on his womb.
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Meanwhile at Lavani's family residence, they were having guests from afar. Yes, a middle-aged man and his wife and son were having dinner in the house. Both families were talking happily.
The man was none other than a famous businessman abroad who used to be a colleague of Yuda Lavani when he studied abroad.
The man was named Kaifan Arkatama and his wife Rowena and son Marcel Arkatama. Twenty-nine year old man with handsome face and burly body.
You could say, he has almost the same good looks as Emir Serkan! Moreover, this man also looked cold and did not talk much. Johan, the eldest son of the Lavani family, is seen talking to Marcel. The two were involved in a business conversation in which the Arkatama family intends to invest domestically.
They are planning to open a branch company in the country. By establishing cooperation with Lavani Indoraya, the opportunity to seize the domestic market will be even greater. Overseas his company including large and included in the ranking of top companies. But for the domestic market he has not explored.
Zivanna, who had noticed Marcel, felt that the man had a resemblance of character to the Emir. And he did like such a man, considering that Marcel would settle in this country so Zivanna thought of something. After he was rejected by two potential men, there are now other potential men he can target.
‘The Arkatama family is very rich and famous abroad. If they develop their business here then they can definitely defeat the Emir! I should be able to get Marcel! That way, when the company has grown here, I make sure Emir and Dion regret rejecting me! He murmured in his heart.
Zivanna also seemed to realize that the Arkatama family would invest a large amount for the company they would open later.
‘It looks like my luck came too! It's so hard to get Dion! But Marcel....our family is close and I don't think it will be difficult to get this man.’ whispered his heart.