The Duchess Is Mine
DIM. 38
DIM. 38
“Dian don't want to add more?”
With the head of the owner the name gives a response. He was still busy chewing the steak cooked directly by the skilled hands of the women who gave him into the world. Usually he will be very happy when enjoying any cuisine cooked directly by the hand, but this time it seems that a bad mood makes his tongue feel numb. Though the hand had already cooked a delicious country fried steak served alongside gravy country-studded mashed potatoes and roasted beans. Country fried steak itself is a steak menu of fried chicken from America consisting of a piece of steak processed with seasoned flour and frying. This one cuisine is often associated with Southern United States cuisine, also similar to the recipe for collops from Scotland.
In addition to country fried steak, there is also a beef steak with barbeque souce served with sliced potatoes and sauteed vegetables.
There is no Indonesian cuisine on the table, because the tongues of honorary guests who join dinner with them this time are less familiar with Indonesian cuisine. So, as the hostess, Dayu prepares western food that if it can entertain the stomach of the guest.
In addition to the main dish in the form of processed meat, Dayu also prepares several types of dessert assisted by the maids. One of the most special desserts is creme brulee. Creme brulee is a dessert made from a mixture of milk, fruits, and vanilla cooked in an oven. It is sweet with a soft texture and a fresh sensation of fruits. This dessert is one of the typical French foods that are recommended once to taste. Coincidentally Dayu knows if Princess Daneen likes this one dish.
Besides Creme brulee, Princess Daneen is also a ratatouille lover. It is a French food from Provence. Ratatouille dishes are made with eggplant, tomatoes, Bombay onions, peppers, zucchini, garlic, and spices boiled in olive oil.
“How about princess, want to add more?”
Now Dayu turned to the guest of honor who was present tonight in the midst of the Vijaya family.
“No, thank you. This is enough to make me full, ” replied Princess Daneen with excellent ethics. He sat right next to Dian.
They did not eat dinner in the main dining room, but rather dinner in the greenhouse owned by Dayu. In the greenhouse overgrown with various types of orchids, one table with four chairs is provided. Fits for Dean, Dayu, Dian and of course there Princess Daneen.
Dayu has indeed prepared a mature welcome for Princess Daneen. Given that she and Princess Daneen's mother have been friends for a long time, so she already considers Princess Daneen like her own daughter.
“I'm done.”
Dian kept his cutlery after saying so. He was no longer happy to finish his food.
“Kok fast? Dian, right, haven't eaten Creme brulee made by aunt Dayu.”
“Let's go,” Dian said. Answering Princess Daneen's words. “Dian first,” Plus later.
“Sit, Rahardian. It is impolite to leave the banquet when it is not finished,” interrupt the papa.
Dean Wijaya seemed to be reminding the son who today ‘agak’ is difficult to manage.
“Dian is done, pa.”
“There's still something we need to talk about. Sit back.”
Without responding, Dian finally granted the papa's order. He sat back down without responding through a sentence or expression.
“Rahardian is here. Tomorrow he will take the princess to visit several places.”
“Who said?” dian asked suddenly. “Whose word do I want?”
“You must,” dictation Dean. “Only you are trusted to accompany Princess Daneen.”
“I'm sorry in advance, but tomorrow my schedule is full day.” Dian said while looking at the papa directly. “Pope should have said it to me first, don't just make an appointment. I have my own busyness, beyond the busyness that papa bestows on me.”
Dean seemed silent for a moment. I don't know what happened to his son today. However, Wijaya's successor seems to like to be in opposition today. “Rahardian, papa told you if...”.
Dean's sentence was cut because of the vibration from Dian's pants pocket that made the owner's attention distracted. “Sorry, there is an important short message coming in.” Dian said flatly. He then looked to the side to see the contents of the message that had just entered on his phone.
Dian knew that her actions just now were disrespectful. However, he had to do that, because otherwise he would not be separated from the papa.
“What's up, mas?” dayu asked when Dian suddenly moved from her chair.
“What's Rahardian? Your mother asked.” Dean also opened his voice, because Dian only pecked after moving suddenly.
“I go,” Dian said final.
Without waiting for the response of his parents, he had already first twisted the body. However, just about to go further and further, there were fingers that were presumptuous to restrain his movement. So Dian's steps stopped there.
“Least.”
“No, before you explain what really happened.”
“This is none of your business.”
“Rahardian, watch your talk,” the papa correction.
Dian looked at the papa. “She alone as a princess does not keep her behavior,” he said.
Princess Daneen would not want to immediately release her hand checks. He still did not expect that Dian would say so.
“I have to go to the hospital, if that's what you want to know.” Dian stared fixedly at Princess Daneen. “If you ask why? The answer is because the figure you once hurt is getting treatment there.”
After saying so, Dian turned back around and continued walking. Leaving a million question marks after his departure.
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“Halo.”
“Iya, hello,” he said quickly when the phone connection turned out to be received after a long time. “Kak kok long lift the phone?”
“Sorry-sorry. I was at the hospital again, there was an incident. So no time to pick up the phone due to shock.”
“At the hospital? What was the incident that you had to go to the hospital?”
“Not, it wasn't me who was taken to RS. But Duchess.”
The girl with a long black mane wearing a mint-green knee-length dress seemed silent for a moment. “Indeed Duchess ...why?”
“Sick. High fever, hypothermia as well. Everyone else is anxious because of his condition,” said the voice across.
“Oh, so.”
“Hm. That way. You see anything that smells Duchess is always labeled urgency.”
“Hm...besides big brother, there is anyone?”
The girl with a plain face without makeup asked while cutting off one of the most beautiful petals of a white rose.
“Many. Her parents are Duchess, Mere, Pere, the same Dan. There were kids too.”
‘Tuh, right, Capella guessed it. There must be a prince there. Ih, what a bitch the witch princess,’ he said in his heart. “Emm....none else?” ask again. ‘Prince one more, no, yes?’
“Nothing. So far it's just this.”
“Keep the Eagle now alone?”
“Iya, dong. I'm again in the rest area, again great.”
“Great?” confused Capella.
“Ntobig.”
“Smoking boy?” shocked Capella. Instead of answering, the man across from her laughed out loud.
“Again. I'm kidding, you believe?”
Capella shook her head, knowing someone across would not see her.
“Gue again pod aja. Lo know pod, ‘kan?”
“Ngak,” sahut si Capella, passed plain.
“Masa? Vape pods? That's e-cigarettes. But the level of danger or risk of vape is lower than cigarettes.”
“Same aja,” response Capella. He does not like male smokers, probably because his father is also not a smoker. “Dikurangin. Not good for health.”
“Ok, I tried yes, beautiful.”
“Aish, what the hell.” Capella looks red. Could-can he melt seduced seduced by the man he stamped annoying from the beginning.
“What are you doing?”
The rose petals that Capella held in her hands instantly fell as well. He immediately hid his cellphone behind his body, then stood up and faced the owner of the voice.
“Who are you receiving from, Capella Megantara?” insist the mother.
The middle-aged woman had been out of nowhere since when she stood there. Not far from Capella crouching.
“Friends, bu.”
“Friends?” the mother looked squinting, not believing it.
“Yes, friends of Capella. If you don't believe me, please check.” Capella gave her cell phone.
The call has been disconnected, as he directly presses the red phone icon. Bodo very with the men across, it can be taken care of later. Now the most important thing is to make Estrella—ibu Capella unsuspecting. Fortunately, Capella has changed the name of the Eagle contact to Ella N.G IPA two. One of his friends' names at school.
“It's Ella the phone, ma'am. Classmate Capella,” subterfuge Capella. He didn't want to be caught lying.
Can-can communicate with Eagle cut in the middle of the road. Capella didn't want that until it happened.
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Sukabumi 13-08-22