My Annoying Lecturer's
The fiancee?

"Sir, whose house is this?" My toot.

Honestly, from inside the car, my hair is already goosebumps looking around this house.

Especially now that I have actually witnessed with both eyes that it turns out that the scenery I saw from inside the car was not a mere imagination.

"My house."

"Personal?"

Mr. Arfa nodded his head, "Yes."

Alamac..

This house seemed to slap me to the fact that this man I was with

not just any guy.

"Udah good night, you immediately shower and dress as beautiful as possible. Nine o'clock the night the show starts."

Actually, I was suspicious that Mr. Arfa would take me where. You see, the road I do not know plus the travel time is quite long.

Because I am blind, then shut me up while paying attention to the road that we passed by daritadi.

All I know for sure, that the trip we passed was out of Jakarta.

Sometimes, I forget the fact that Mr. Arfa bears the name Davies behind his name.

"The way is here sir?"

"No. In jonggol." Replied Mr. Arfa who managed to upset me.

Is not it that Mr. Arfa is joking? The character is not suitable for joking.

"Sir, I'm serious."

"Don't ask too many questions. Just come along."

I also followed the well-dressed mbak-mbak who led me to walk towards the dressing room.

This moment was the most unexpected event I had ever experienced in my entire life. Even a dream doesn't dare to dream of something like this.

Fiancee to the successor Davies Group, stopped by the super luxury house. All of that I never imagined before.

"Please dress her like a woman. If he bites, claw." Order Mr. Arfa who was greeted giggling from some well-dressed women in the house of Mr. Arfa.

Those women I believe to be the ones helping out at Mr. Arfa's house aren't just any helpers.

Starting from the clothes, they are very neat. Maybe even more neat than me. Then, their words are also like the tone of the children of the nobility who are gentle, polite, and insightful.

After my face was polished with various cosmetic tools that even I did not understand what use, forced to wear a dress that made me have to sit gracefully, and did not forget to spray fragrances that made my nose itchy, I smiled a little when I looked at myself in front of the mirror.

Emang really yes said people if they want to be beautiful, it must be strong money.

"Sir, my dress is a gini freak?" Rengekku when he saw Pak Arfa who was fixated while looking at me.

"You like pink, you don't like open clothes, and I don't like to see you in open clothes. Yaudah it's the best fit already."

I'll take a moment. Since when did Mr Arfa know my favorite color?

"Do you know what my favorite color is?"

"About you're my friend, right?"

I nodded my head, "Yes."

"Automatic if I don't name him, he can also spread information about you." Answer Mr. Arfa.

Nyebelin has a brother like Bang Kelvin. That is privacy!

Speaking of Bang Kelvin, it's kangen. I haven't asked for any snacks with him in a long time.

"Next don't call me father." Said Mr. Arfa.

"So? Calling brother?"

Mr. Arfa sighed, "If you are not ashamed, please."

"Do you know Jennie's song?"

Mr. Arfa frowned, "What?"

"That's a song I once played in my father's car."

I looked at Mr. Arfa with sparkling eyes, "Let's kayak in a Korean drama, sir. What do you want me to call? Baby, Chagi, Yeobo?"

"My socks are goosebumps, El."

I laughed in response to Mr. Arfa's remark, "If I don't miss it, sir."

"Eat from now on."

"Mass?" I said awkwardly when changing the word greeting Pak to Mas.

"Try again. Less than calling him."

"Repeat, pay."

"I'll put your value on later."

"Boy, you have stopped."

"I'm small now."

"Mas can't do that."

Hehe. Retaliation!

Now Mr. Arfa is wrong.

"The way is about to begin. Want to see your brother first?"

I nodded enthusiastically, "Come!"

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The clock ticked quickly, making me a little nervous because it turned out that the invited guests were quite a lot and most importantly, all rich.

I met my brother, dad, and mom. Brother and papa sepet apologized about this sudden engagement which I only responded with the word gapapa.

If betrothed the same Mr. Arfa mah gapapa.

"You ready?"

I nodded in doubt, "Yes."

"Don't be nervous, there I am."

I smiled a little, "Who's nervous? Not really!"

"Let's just let it slip." Said Mr. Arfa while shuffling my hair slowly.

"Sir, it'll be a mess!"

"Father. It's pretty, too, right?"

"Yes. I know I'm pretty."

"Call Me."

"No, I'll call you Mas."

"Call Mas your point I plus."

"Okay, Mum!"

"Based on the value eye!"

"Where is the value eye, sir."

"Call me Mas!"

"No way!"

"Yaudah, I call yeobo deh."

"What? Yobo?"

"That means?"

Mr. Arfa nodded his head, "Yes."

"Dear."

This time it was my turn to make Mr. Arfa wrong. Hehe. Revenge success!