The Duchess Is Mine
The Duchess Is Mine
Duchess Is Mine 💐
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Widyatama's residence this morning was as quiet and quiet as ever. Two residents were enjoying breakfast at the dining table in silence. However, the silence did not last long after the sound of hurried footsteps descending the steps of the stairs was heard. Followed by a loud voice that throws a sentence in fluent English.
“I’AM LATE!”
“My princess, don't run around the stairs. You will fall!” lerai the mother. Worrying about the princess.
“I’am late, mom,” lamented the call owner who had just appeared in the dining room. “C’mon, dad. Duchess must get to school immediately.”
“Hm,” says the father who just sipped the last drop of coffee in a cup.
“Dad, come!”
Excited girl who uses a monochrome uniform. His wavy black hair in a horse tie, was made into two halves. Each tie is decorated with a ribbon of two colors—red and white. The father just nodded in response to his daughter's sentence which this morning looks beautiful, cute and aegyo aka adorable as usual.
“At least you have to breakfast first before leaving school.”
“Duchess hurry, mom. Breakfast in car.”
“Then bring this. Mommy has waffle sandwich ready.”
“Thank you, my mom. Later Duchess eats in car.”
The beautiful girl immediately took Tupperware and a bottle containing banana uyu which her mother thrust, then kissed the right cheek of the woman who had given birth to it before passing in a hasty step.
“I leave first, yes, Ta.”
“Iya. Be careful on the road dear,” reply the woman while taking the hand of the husband to be snorted. “Anterin his son up to the gate. If it's too late, call her fiance. He is, right, the chief executive of events—“
“Dad, ayoo departs!” call their daughter, cut off the words of the woman named Dewita.
It was very interesting for Dewita to lecture the princess this morning. Overnight who is determined to be invited to take a walk to Jakarta Fair Fair Fair or Jakarta Fair until returning home late at night? Jakarta Fair or Jakarta Fair is the largest annual exhibition event in Southeast Asia. Although named "week", the exhibition lasted for a full month from June to July to commemorate the anniversary of Jakarta
The fruit of the keasan play until late at night makes a beautiful girl with visuals and body goals that so dream it wake up bad luck. Though today is the last day of MOPDB or the orientation period of new learners. Since last night the fiancee and the chief executive of the MOPDB event whose daughter was following has been warning.
“Udah, dad. Here aja.”
“Here?”
“Yes, daddy,” replied the princess full of confidence. Making the bespectacled man who was behind the steering wheel look confused.
“But the gate—“
“Live five more steps. Duchess can walk.”
“You sure?”
“100% sure, dad.”
The beautiful girl immediately grabbed her backpack. Taking the back of the father's hand for a kiss, the last time took the time to kiss the father's left cheek.
“Duchess school first. Bye, daddy. I love you,” he said as he formed his hand into a love sign above the head.
After saying goodbye to her father, the beautiful girl hurriedly ran towards the towering gate before her. Not only was he late to arrive on the last day of MOPDB, there were also some prospective students and students who were also running as hard as they could to reach the gate that was about to be closed from the inside. So the gate was closed, and the history of those who were still restrained was finished outside.
“Kak, stop!”
The girl, whose full name is Duchess Aretha Darchille, ran around to catch time to reach the gate that was about to close. His breathing roar was already unkillful due to running a few steps. This was his first experience late coming to school during his education. As a result, the beautiful girl who is usually called the Duchess is in the fog herself.
“You're five minutes and fifteen seconds late from the set schedule.”
Almost there the Duchess could not enter because it was too late, but she could nimbly sneak in when the gate was almost closed.
Instead of finding a security guard who used to stand guard at the guard post, this morning the Duchess instead found one of the members of 4HANDS aka Four Handsome guard at the gate. 4HANDS itself is the name for a group of most popular school or mostwanted frontmen in Wijaya High School. Not only famous throughout Wijaya High School, their prestige is also famous to other schools. They are also famous not only for their looks, but supported by a myriad of achievements in the academic and non-academic fields.
“Sorry, brother. Duchess mrs.”
“Why can luck?” ask the tall young man who uses the attributes of SMA Wijaya. Complete with red armband with a red outline that is circular on his left bicep.
“Building plate.” The duchess answered honestly. He woke up late because he slept too late last night.
“You know what the penalty is for students who are late?”
“Dijemur in the field, sis,” replied the Duchess in a small voice. “Duchess will accept the punishment because the Duchess was wrong. Duchess will not protest if told to stand in the field until the first hour runs out.”
“Hm.”
The Duchess who had been looking down with a gaze staring at her black shoes then jacked up. He stared at the young man with a tall figure towering before him. Her clean white skin contrasted when using the school alma mater. Ah, a beautiful sight on such a sunny morning.
“Follow me to the field.”
The duchess nodded with lips drawn into a line. Finally, for the first time in her life, the Duchess will be sunburned for being late. Yeah, how else. Her name was also the Duchess wrong, so she had to take responsibility. Even if she wanted to, the Duchess could have used the connection she had in order to escape punishment. However, the Duchess has promised her father that he will live his school life properly. Without special treatment. Even if the higher-ups at the institution where he was educated at this time, almost all were close to the Duchess.
Arriving on the ceremonial pitch, the Duchess was not the only one to be punished for being late. There were some students he had guessed from class XII who were being dried in front of the red and white trumpet pole.
“Stand here. With strapping body and hand attitude and respect towards the red and white flag.”
“Iya, sis.”
“Do not shade if I have not ordered.”
The Duchess nodded in response. He was standing with his hands in the direction of the flagpole.
“Do not fall unconscious,” whispered the young man who served as the chairman of MPK aka the congressional assembly of that class before leaving the Duchess. The handsome young man kindly took off the hat he used to give to the Duchess so as not to overheat.
“Duchess is not that weak, and thanks sister,” replied the Duchess with a thin smile imprinted on her lips, even though the tall young man had already passed, disappearing among the silence of the classroom hallway.
Although impressed cold, flat and indifferent, the young man was basically always care for the Duchess.
“Wih, who is it?”
The duchess turned her head, her gaze then met the young man in the school uniform who was not included in the middle of splitting the ranks. One more thing, the Duchess found a member of 4HANDS. How lucky the Duchess was this morning. If other students are in his position, he could be salto impromptu so happy. However, that was not the case for the Duchess.
“Duchess, the IT girls from new prospective learners. How can it be here?”
Duchess smiled thinly, again she called IT girls aka the most popular idol lately. “Duchess punished for being late.”
“Punished? Oh my god. That can't be too hot, baby. Later the sun insecure same smooth white skin lo who missed shining.”
The Duchess chuckled at the words of her senior. Laughter that looks so amazing, to the point of making the ranks of his seniors who are being punished together stunned.
“My God, laugh aja lo beautiful,” praise the young man who has a mole under the left eye while amazed.
The man with the name Eagle Agaru embedded in the name tag on the top of the right chest was seen scratching the temple while grimacing.
“Be willing to skip the jamkos. Eh even caught the same polsis, continue to be punished here.”
“Silver is twelve class loh, not good truant continue.”
“Lah, but, right, the first hour in my class is jamkos aka empty hour.”
“Tapia da task that teacher picket love, ‘kan? An empty clock does not mean that you are free. Unless it's free class.” The duchess advised with her adorable distinctive voice. The girl with the title of young, beauty, and rich is always giving advice if you can give input.
“Iya deh, yes. I'm sorry. When you go back to school, stop by Basecamp. Want, yeah?”
“Basecamp? But the Duchess has an appointment.”
“Whose promise? Batalin. Can, ‘kan?”
The duchess shook her head quickly. “Cannot. Duchess can't break a promise, sis.”
“Yeah, anyways just for a minute. I want to show you the same lo.”
“What is it?”
“There's. Hence, you must come to basecamp ini—“
“Ekhem.”
The words of the man were cut off because of the dehumanization of someone so familiar. When turning his face, a man with a tall towering body was standing while unsealed by the chest. His eyes looked sharp looking towards them.
“It's time for you guys to get punished, not chat.”
They kept quiet when the deep bass sound came back. Accompanied by the approaching footsteps. The duchess herself chose to duck, hiding her gaze so as not to meet the men before her. Why is that guy here anyway? Thought Duchess. Supposedly a chairman of OSIS as well as the chief executive of MOPDB activities seems to be in the hall room. Not here.
“Take a position,” interrupt men who have the most beautiful look in all SMA Wijaya. The owner of the nickname ‘The Prince’ from 4HANDS.
His voice sounded blaring. Make every feather of Rome stand when they hear the sound. Students consisting of XII class children immediately took a down position. They already understand very well what to do if the KETOS has issued an ultimatum to take a position. The Duchess herself was confused. This was the first time he had been punished, so he did not know what to do. Instead of going downstairs, the Duchess chose the safe path.
The beautiful girl lowered her hands that already felt a bit sore, then removed the backpack from her famous brand so that it could be stored on the surface of the field. Before he takes an upright position with his legs open as wide as his thighs to do squat jumps. However, until the students of class XII get a push-up sentence, the Duchess was never given an interruption to do a squat jump.
“You're already twelfth class. You should set a good example for your underclassmen.”
The man with the beautiful look of the dreams of the women re-open his voice. No one dared to dispute his words.
“Now you guys clean the WC in the teacher room and the male WC in the twelfth grade,” orders the male surnamed Xander before turning around. Facing the only students who were there.
“You,” the sentences were cut off when their views met. Without a sound, he then took the peach-colored carrying bag belonging to his interlocutor. “Cute me.”
The Duchess was silent for a while. He only followed the man when the owner of the Xander clan was beating little. In silence the Duchess followed the wide strides of men before her. However, how surprised he was when the man turned in a fork in the hallway. Instead of going to the hall— where the event took place, the beautiful man took the Duchess to the OSIS room that was empty.
“Log.”
“But, sister, Duchess must—“
“Log into Duchess Aretha Darchille!”
The duchess shook her head while looking at her interlocutor, directly in both eyes. “How—“
“Sign in, Greta. Don't make me mad.”
The Duchess let out a small breath as she stepped in. If he has already called with the name ‘Greta’, it means he is already indisputable. Therefore, all the Duchess could do was follow her will.
“Why brother bring Duchess to here—“
The sentence of the beautiful girl was not finished in uttering, because suddenly her body was pulled up to hit a surface that was field, hard, muscular and warm at the same time.
“Kak?”
“Let this be like a minute.”
The duchess said in her heart. Slowly his two hands moved around the sturdy body that was now holding him tightly. Giving feedback in the form of a gentle swab on the strapping back of the man.
“Kak why?”
“I should have asked.”
The Duchess frowned in confusion shortly after the hug finally unraveled
“Why didn't you pick up the phone? Why not send a message? Why did the bad luck come? Why talk and laugh with men carelessly?”
“Kak, Duchess was leaving late, continue—“
“I don't like,” cut men with a look that is almost close to that perfect word. “You're mine. I don't like mine like anyone else. Even if it is just a smile, because the owner of the smile is mine. Duchess Aretha Darchille is mine. Forever mine.”
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Main Visuals :
Daniel Adhitama Xander (Dan)
Duchess Aretha Darchelle (Duchess)
Rahardian Adiwangsa Wijaya (Hardian or Iyan)
The Capella Megantara (Capella)
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Sukabumi 26-06-22