My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 139. Unobserved

The girl in black glasses who was wearing a long blazer and a knee-length skirt had just stepped out of a taxi driving her. The taxi driver helped her to take down the luggage of the girl who was widening her smile. The footsteps wearing such boots were climbing up the stairs and painstakingly lifting their own luggage.

“Excuse me (Excuse me)!” he banged on the door coupled with the sound of his cry.

The wooden door opened, and a blonde woman opened it.

“Hello, are you Elena Fea Winata?” ask a woman who is about 50 years old.

“Yes Madam. May I come in (Yes, Madam! Can I log in)?” tanyanya friendly.

“For sure! Your father had told me that you’re come along by yourself. You’re so brave, little girl! (Of course! Your father told me that you came here yourself. You are so brave, little girl)!”

“Thank you, Madam Lily! Is that your name? (Thank you, Mrs Lily, is that your name?)”

“Yes, you’re right! Is this your first time in New York? (Yes, you are right! Is this your first time in New York?)” The woman helped carry Fea's suitcase into a simple but warm and cozy American Cottage-style house.

“Yes, it’s my first time. My parents were very worried about me. But I convinced them, that I’ be okay here to have my college here. (Yes, this is my first time. My parents are worried about me. But I've convinced them that I'll be fine during college here).”

“Aah... you’re really awesome (Aah, you really are great)!”

“Thank you Madam (Thank you, Madam)!”

Fea walked down the hallway with walls filled with beautiful wallpaper with flowers. He was so impressed with the small paintings hanging on the side of the wall, simple but beautiful.

“So where are your college, Miss Fea (So where did you go to college, Miss Fea)?”

“Columbia Business School's. I just want to be great as my father (I just want to be great like my father).”

“Wow, that’s brilliant! This is your room. I’m sorry it’s not a large bedroom. But you can ask me do a favorite when ever you need my help. I’m going to serve your lunch (Wow that's great. Here's your room. Sorry if this is not a big room. You can call me if you need help. I'll prepare lunch for you).”

“Thank you again, Madame Lily. I think I need to take a rest for along this day (Thank you, Miss Lily! I think I'll rest all day).”

“Yes absolutely, I hope you enjoy your time in New York (Yes of course, I hope you will enjoy your time in New York).”

Fea smiled widely.

The girl put her blazer suit on a hanger that has now been her room for the next year. Unlock his red boots, then walk to the bathroom that is available inside. His hands and feet were washed. He sat on the edge of the soft bed squeaking and then sighed. Scanning her gaze across the 3x4-sized room, the girl finally decided to break down her body.

Clenched while thinking. Will he be able to survive alone in the land of a man who has not even his relatives or relatives in the city who has never slept? Fea is going to study in New York. He wants to be big like his father who leads the company, even though many people are against him because he is just a jolly girl who is installment. Most people look at him with one eye. How could an installment girl like herself be the leader of her big family company someday? The girl pulled her lips to the side, no one could underestimate Elena Fea Winata.

Despite having to live in this semi-apartment house, Fea is confident he can survive in the middle of the hard and busy New York City. Madam Lily is an acquaintance of her grandfather and father, who used to work at being a waitress when her grandfather, Gunawan had lived in America as a young man. Damian entrusted Fea to the 50-year-old woman, because they had entrusted her. Although Fea will still live independently.

Fea smiled widely while closing her eyes. His dream must come true. The girl fell asleep in her nap.

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“Li...za?!” Arsene said surprised to see the figure of the girl in front of him who wore a long red dress with low chest openings so that it looks a pop of valuables of his. The girl had a light brown bead and hair color like her eye color. Her lips are red and round. The girl looked like she was of mixed blood between Europe and Indonesia.

“OMG. I didn't think we'd meet here!” liza smiled enthusiastically.

“Why can you be here?!” asked Arsene while pulling the wet bottom of his suit. Can't believe that the woman who was once his lying girlfriend was in front of him.

“Don’t you know, Papaku is an investor in the travel sector of Winata company. My dad was invited here by your uncle!” answer Liza.

Arsene is still stiff. Can't believe.

“Do you not want to ask about your friend, Arsene?” ask Liza to drink the lemon tea she just picked up.

Arsene grunting.

“How are you, Elizabeth Ford?” asked Arsene very forced.

Liza smiled broadly. “Learnest. So how are yous?!” tanyanya friendly.

“I'm also amazing!” replied Arsene still trying to shake his wet suit.

“Do you need to change your clothes? If you want I will take you to the bathroom if necessary,” Liza chuckles making Arsene's eyes grow bigger.

“I can do it myself! Sorry I have to go!” arsene said, but Liza quickly pulled Arsene's arm.

“What else?!” asked Arsene a little snapping.

“I just want to apologize for the last incident. Maybe you think I'm crazy. At that time, yes, I was crazy. Crazy because I really fell in love with you. But after your departure..,” Liza down looked regretful.

Arsene lowered his gaze, although he was still waiting for Liza to finish her sentence.

“I realize, I have acted out of bounds. Sorry!” said gently.

Arsene sighed, closed.

“I'm sorry I asked you to be my fake girlfriend. I never thought about your feelings.”

“Maybe I really can't get your heart back. But can we still be friends?” ask Liza hesitatingly.

Arsene stared at Liza's round face. His heart was doubtful, was Liza's request serious? And has the girl really changed?

“Alright, we remain friends. We're already breakeven, right?”

Liza nodded. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Arsene. It was just that the man simply cupped his hands in front of his chin.

“Sorry, I can't touch another woman besides my wife!” arsene.

“You really changed a lot huh? Though in the past I can still kiss your cheeks, even if only acting!” liza replied casually.

Arsene shifted his gaze and massaged his temple. Shame to greet him, how despicable he used to be.

“Abaaang!” a voice surprised him. Arsene.

“Honey?!”

Zaara stared intently at the woman in a sexy red dress in front of her husband. Zaara's face looked annoyed then looked at her husband as if asking who he was?

Zaara flanked her husband's hand. Feeling the wet surface cloth, Zaara touched her husband's clothes.

“Why wet gini?!” ask Zaara.

“Nothing, just a small accident!” answer Arsene.

“Sorry, I spilled this lemon tea on his shirt!” said Liza.

Zaara shook her head, her eyes squinting.

“Come home!” bring Zaara.

“Shortly,” says Arsene. He must introduce Zaara to Liza, that by her side there is already a beautiful woman who shaliha who will always accompany her life.

“Liz, this is my wife, Zaara! Honey, this is my friend from Singapore, Elizabeth Ford!”

Zaara's eyes widened to hear the name Liz from Arsene's oral. Didn't Arsene ask himself to be a shield for this woman. Then why can they talk here? Moreover, Zaara had waited long enough so he decided to catch up with Arsene.

“Zaara, wife of Arsene!” said Zaara, stressing on the word ‘wife Arsene’ at the end of the introductory sentence.

“Call aja Liza!” liza smiled.

“Sorry Liz, we first!” arsene held Zaara's hand.

Liza just smiled a little. While Zaara continued to look at him even though her body had already turned around. Arsene took his wife to the toilet.

“I go to the toilet first, you wait for me here!” arsene left his wife in front of the men's toilet. Zaara simply folded her hands in front of her chest. While his mind wandered. His sense of regret appeared let alone seeing Liza's sexy clothes. Didn't the woman know that her father-in-law asked the guests to dress modestly? Opening up such an aurat to a person who upholds Western values is considered polite, but this is not Western. Moreover, this hotel carries the concept of sharia. Didn't the woman know? Zaara snorted in annoyance.

Arsene came out of the toilet. He opened his wet coat. He was wearing a black shirt in it. Although there still looks wet marks there. It feels sticky because the drink contains sugar.

“We go home yuk!” Arsene led the silent arms of his wife not speaking.

“We have permission to go home first with daddy and mommy,” continued Arsene.

Arsene sat behind the wheel after he managed to get permission from his father and mother. Especially after they found out that Liza was there, Ajeng immediately told her son to go home. While Zaara was still mute beside her husband. His face looks flat even though it is actually holding a sense of annoyance.

Arsene parked his mother's car in the parking lot. Both of them walked to the elevator. Realizing Zaara's composure, Arsene felt bad.

“Darling, are you angry?!” ask Arsene in the elevator.

Zaara silence.

“Can you say anything, let me know?” ask Arsene again, worried.

Zaara glared at her husband. The elevator door opened, the girl clenched her feet. Open the door and immediately enter into his dwelling.

Arsene breathed. He had to clean himself up and talk to his wife.

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