Marry The Heir
New old house

Sport is the subject that Shafira dislikes the most. In addition today he forgot to bring a sports uniform, it seems complete already the punishment he will receive. He had contacted the house but until now no one had arrived at school and delivered his clothes.

“Fir, in the wait for aaron sir in the field.” said a voice that is very familiar to Shafira.

Shafira turns to the class president as well as the man she likes, Malvin. Malvin is ready to follow the lesson Shafira hates the most.

“Em my workout shirt is missing. Again in anterin to here.” Shafira really bright.

“Oh yes already, if there is already aja to the field.”

Shafira nodded in response. He also looked at Malvin's upright back and sandar-able. That's the term Shafira used when looking at Malvin's shoulder that seemed very comfortable for him to sandari.

Before long, he sees his gangmates passing through their class. Looks like his friends are done changing clothes.

“Girls!” call Shafira as she approaches her friends.3 the girl turns to Shafira and looks at her in confusion.

“Lo hasn't changed clothes?” asked Fia cynically.

“My clothes haven't been nyampe. You guys want my gag to falter? I want to be punished alone. Yes..” Shafira grabbed Fia's hand and grasped it tightly.

“Fir, sorry yes. We-we gag want to follow the law. It would be wrong of you to bring your own gag clothes.” Ira said while crossing his hands in front of the chest.

“Lagian lo nyari disease everything, pake forgot to bring sports clothes all.” fierce Nara come to judge.

I don't know where the friends go until life according to their pledge first.

“Yes, how else, I forgot. But when you're in the law, too, I follow. We said we were friends... Yes fia, I'm sure.. Pleases... I was afraid to be alone in class.” sulked Shafira by pleading.

“Sorry fir, I gag want to nyokap me on call again because I got punished.” Fia shook Shafira's hand.

“Iya, we also gag want, yes nara?” Ira timpal.

Nara nodded with excitement.

“Introduction yes fir.” Fia passed away just leaving Shafira who was staring at the door of her class.

“Girls!!!” shafira shouted at her friends.

But they run instead, reluctant to hear Shafira's next whimper.

Shafira could only sigh deeply. He looked into his empty and deserted class. He was reluctant to be alone inside. And not only this time he was abandoned by his genk friend and had to face everything himself.

In the past, Shafira was the queen in her genk and all obeyed Shafira's will. But this time everything was different. They rarely talk about quality. Shafira is more often not involved in the conversation or just being a good listener.

It was all that Shafira felt alone.

From a distance, a man came running towards Shafira. From the clothes she was wearing, Shafira was sure it was one of her servants.

“Non fira,..” Nina arrived before Shafira with gasping breath. He offered a tote bag containing Shafira's sports uniform.

“Lo where the hell, really slow! Can you gag if asked to tuh cepet?! Basic babu!” cynical Shafira as usual.

Nina was just glued to her place. The feeling of his wheezing had not even disappeared from running from the school gate. In addition, Shafira's sentence is quite annoying. And somehow he always got the meaning of his young lady.

Who would have thought, when Shafira turned around, there was Malvin standing behind her. I don't know what Malvin's gaze meant to Shafira at the moment.

“Vin, I just wanted to change clothes.” Shafira showed me the clothes she was holding in her hand.

Malvin doesn't chim in. He preferred to leave after nodding politely at Nina. It seems he is not interested in what Shafira says.

Shafira turned towards Malvin's passing. His steps look firm and long. His hands are also clenched. I don't know what's on his mind right now.

“Why, you like the same malvin?” shafira asked as she looked at the smiling Nina looking towards the passing of Malvin.

“Oh sorry, no miss. I didn't mean it that way.” Nina quickly changed her face water.

“Yes, what are you waiting for? Back to sana.”

“Good miss.”

Nina was again politely nodding as a sign of goodbye to her young miss.

“Basic babu damn!” shafira snorted as she passed to the toilet to change clothes.

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POV Kean's :

Tonight, I'm home early. Not as late as usual. I don't know because what's clear today is that work is so easy to do. I managed to make a neat report and in accordance with the wishes of papah, I also had lunch on time and the meeting with one of the investors went smoothly.

It seems like today God is reducing my misfortune or maybe there is an angel walking beside me and helping with all my work.

Turning to the living room, his desk began to have a gold-colored tablecloth with carvings on it. Not only that, there was a small ceramic flower vase on it filled with yellow Marigold flowers.

I took it to try to smell the flowers. Not very fragrant, but very beautiful in the eyes. Very good for decoration on the table. My eyes turned to the window. It seems not too clean just that the thin curtains have been replaced and there are thick curtains that are still tied to the rope.

Maybe who takes care of my house does not know that this glass is not visible from the outside. But yeah, I feel like it's more private now.

Switch to a dining room that only has a little bulkhead to separate from the kitchen. There's food on it covered with a lace-up hood. I open the hood and there are 3 dishes there. Fried rice that I did not have time to enjoy is no longer there, maybe moving to the trash or other.

And wait, I've had dinner. My stomach is no longer interested in heavy food.

“Sorry,,” I muttered to myself while closing the hood.

I just need some cold water that I hope is still in the fridge.

Wait, what is this writing?

There was a small yellow paper attached to the refrigerator door. The writing was very neat, something I rarely met.

“Good night young master. Introduce me here. I've prepared dinner. I hope the young master eats first before going to bed, so that the young master's mag disease does not recur.”

Crazy, he even knew that I had a mag pain. O wait, maybe he knows of Kinar, not something special but enough to make me smile. I take the paper and I put it in my pocket.

Note, I've not delayed eating again because of the kapok if I have to go back to the hospital.

Right now I just need to get some cold water from the fridge.

The voila!!! The fridge is full. There are cooking ingredients that have been put into the food contanaire and neatly arranged, there are fresh vegetables and even fruit. Some bottles are also filled with drinking water, packaged milk and syrup.

Remember I only need to take water and gulp it to quench my thirst.

I smiled when I looked back at the bottle in my hand. Looks like Kinar pointed at the right person to serve me.

Taking off the suit for my left arm, I walked to the 2nd floor, where the workspace, walk in closet and of course where my room is located.

Entering the room, the atmosphere was still the same as when I left this morning. Pretty messy, uh very messy and the smell is still the same smell, not pleasant. Everything is still in its place and has not changed one bit. Looks like the waiter didn't touch my private area.

I need to refresh myself, I need to take a shower. I took off one by one the clothes that covered my body and as usual I threw them in any direction. Look, the muscles in my chest are very seductive and my stomach is still pretty flat.

Yes, I am a hobby of exercising and I am a little narcissistic by looking at my own body and face in front of a mirror while praising that I am worthy of being an idol and contested by many beautiful women.

The shower was turned on and the water droplets began to wet my body. I'm telling you, I don't like to close the bathroom door, it makes me too stifling.

I saturate the whole body, I wash my hair, brush my teeth with mint toothpaste and the results are very fresh.

Towels, towels only I need to dry my body and cover part of my body before heading to my walk in closet.

“Hah?”

I was again amazed by this walk my closet is very neat. One by one my closet was open and my clothes were neatly arranged. In front of the closet was even a small paper with the same handwriting,

“If you have a special event, you can tell me if you want to prepare clothes outside the clothes that I have prepared.” as soon as the sound of writing complete with the name of the day I will use the clothes and the event.

Very creative, I was quite amused.

Accessories are also made neatly. It seems I do not need to be confused anymore looking for watches and belts because everything has been arranged well even been made side by side like a matching pattern.

I took clothes to sleep and some time I still enjoy the fragrance of detergent attached to the clothes I will wear. Very soft, it looks like the ads on tv are not a lie. When I put it on, it was like there were flowers blooming near me. My imagination is starting to stretch.

Near the door of the walk in closet, there was a basket with an inscription there.

“Master can save dirty clothes here.”

Yes, it is like reminding me that my internal stock has been reduced because it is scattered anywhere. I immediately went back to the room and picked up the dirty clothes and put them in the basket that had been provided.

Wait, I thought it might be nice if my room was neat too. Yes, I have to change the bed linen, blanket and pillowcase. It seems my dream will be much more beautiful. Yeah, let's try.

I took the linen from this walk closet and started to change the bed linen, blanket and of course pillowcases. I was able to sort out enough but the mood came not necessarily. And the condition of the house that changed like fishing my mood to clean the room.

I have to clean my own room because I don't want any stranger to come into the most private place for me. Yes, rooms are important territory for me that no one should touch.

“Finish!!!” I cried out in my heart to see the bed was neat. I want to sleep, too, very dear. As a result, I prefer to go to the balcony between the room and the reading room. I want to enjoy this night and dry the sweat that suddenly poured out.

Standing here made me breathe with relief. Breathing in fresh air to replace the dirty air in my lungs. I feel like someone is back in my life and I don't know what. Which is obviously very fun. For a while, maybe I'll stand here enjoying the night air.

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