The Genius Fall In Love
Blind Dating

Yesterday afternoon.

A reketeketek!

I carried his Yoga motor carefully while staring at the HP screen. He said Gendeng Maps, today Anastasia and I seem to be going to dinner at a fancy restaurant.

Incidentally, around Manggar there is a restaurant as well as a meat shop that is quite luxurious. The demon seemed to be planning to lure my heart there.

Although the Manggar area is a fairly quiet area of luxury restaurants, for some reason it seems like raw meat sales are quite crowded, no wonder that this restaurant can still operate properly.

"It turns out he picked me a place close to home, yeah."

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A rekettek! Ctangs!

It took almost 11 minutes, thank God I finally arrived safely. I immediately parked the motorbike, and entered the luxurious restaurant building.

At the front door, I was greeted kindly.

"Excuse me, mas. Can I help you?"

"Ah, I'd like to enter in the table queue number 12. In the name of Anastasia."

"Ahh, okay. Let me take you."

Taps! Taps! Taps!

Without further ado, I was escorted by the waiter to the very end of the table. There, long black hair Anastasia unraveled freely. With a glass of water in his right hand, he turned to me, welcoming me with a smile.

"ah! Ri-Rizkiy!"

"Assalamualaikum, sorry if I'm late."

"Ah, you're not late, I'm just a bit of a whim."

"You waited a long time?"

"e-don't. Just relax."

I immediately took off the jacket, and placed it on the chair next to me. Anastasia who looked nervous immediately shifted the hair to her right side shoulder.

Seeing her feel bad, I started the conversation casually.

"We can both go on a blind date."

"Bu-blind? Mean what? It's a regular date."

"For you it seems like an ordinary date, but for me it's like a blind date. I don't know anything about you."

"W-uh..."

I ordered some food, and some fancy drinks came over to us. A Bottle of Wine and Warm Tea.

"Here comes one bottle of Wine Eagle Cabernet, and a glass of Warm Tea. Please enjoy."

"Well, must be the tea for me, thank you very much."

Anastasia looked at me with a timid face. He clenched both hands, and ventured to speak.

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"Rizky," he whispered to me timidly, holding his voice back from coming out too loudly.

Is he hiding something? Why did he whisper like that?

"Hm?" I crossed my arms and looked into his eyes, watching carefully.

"Why?" ask me aloud.

"Let me pay today."

"Hm? Can't."

"What-what?!"

"Males who are paid to eat the same food have no self-esteem."

"This is an apology about the other day! I still feel bad.."

"Then pay for your own food, and I pay for mine. How's it?"

"A-ah, o-okay."

Anastasia's face was still down. His eyes glanced back everywhere, still feeling guilty for the tragedy of our first meeting.

"Rizky, I wanted to apologize earlier. But can I ask for one thing?"

"If I can, then there's no problem."

"I want our relationship to remain secret."

"...... Why is that?"

"So-soal.. My dad doesn't want me to have this kind of relationship. He, the guy's pretty hard."

"Hmm... want his son to succeed first?"

"A-ah, that's it, he thinks that if women have not produced anything but already have this kind of relationship, the woman is a family disgrace."

"........ Aib?"

"Pardon me! Doesn't mean ak-"

"If you've been successful, can we date?"

"Huh-huh?! I-yes."

"Yaudah, how did I make you successful?"

"Huh-huh?!"

Anastasia's face was confused. I also returned with a sweet smile. After all, it seems that from the condition of his body that is getting thinner, his skin is getting dry, and some side effects of headache medicine, it seems that his lifestyle is more than enough to torture his own body.

"You're exhausted. Need help."

"You-you mean!? Do you want me to be successful?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sorry, I don't feel sorry. But can you?"

"Ah, that's easy. Only we can be invited to work together or not."

"........ don't joke."

"Am I kidding again?"

"Yes! You look down on me, you know?"

"Lho's? How so? Let me tell you one thing.."

I stood up from the chair, and unsealed the most expensive Wine bottle standing on the table. I opened the lid, and poured it in Anastasia's glass while drawing her attention.

I close the distance, trying to shrink the volume.

"....... I'm not kidding, Anastasia."

"Ri-Rizky?"

"....... trust me. I can make your dreams come true."

"....... ta-but how is it...?"

"Hm.... Tell me, huh?"

"Love you know"

BRACKET!

"Hup!"

Without anything, Anastasia collapsed.

I kept my head touching the floor. I tried to turn her face up, and observe her breathing condition.

"Ah, really Triazolam."

I who have realized that Anastasia was poisoned with sleeping pills from the beginning seems to have to go back to trouble to find the perpetrator.

But it doesn't seem to bother, the culprit has been with us since. Just at the end of the room.

"Sir, his son overslept. Transported dong," I said casually as I glanced at the end of the room, staring at an old man sitting stiffly in one of the VIP seats.

"......."

The man just looked at me blankly, and did not reply at all.

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Sruk up!

It seemed like the man was starting to get up from his seat. He walked over, and a few Bodyguards entered the restaurant.

I wanted to get away, but from the back of my head there was already the sound of a gun whose trigger was already interested.

"Please don't move, and raise both hands" said the man calmly, then occupied Anastasia's seat haughtily.

I raised both my hands and panicked.

"Take him home," the man ordered to his subordinates.

Anastasia was lifted, and my body began to be forced to sit in my chair. Slowly the man drank the wine I had poured for Anastasia.

"...... ah, his son should have been drinking."

"...... Who are you?"

"Hm? By yourself?"

"Look at you. So have no manners."

"I just give courtesy to the people who deserve it."

GREPS!

The man swiftly grasped the empty glass of Wine Anastasia and,

PRANGS!

The man immediately threw the wine glass over my head. The wine glass snapped, and left a fragment of the glass on the table.

GREP!!

The Bodyguard who was keeping me behind pulled my hair, then slammed my head against the table, right into the glass fragments.

BRUK!!

Soon, the old man observed my head still on the table. He seemed less sure of what he was thinking, so he ordered his Bodyguard to let go of my head.

"...... take off his head."

Srak.

The Bodyguard removed his hand from my head. But for a moment, I was still on the table. Leave silence in the restaurant.

"....... as long as you know. Commoners like you are just ants that have messed with human feet. Self-conscious."

"Ah, so I mean I'm not approved, is that it?"

"!!!!!!!"

I also raised my head lightly. However, slowly the blood began to pour onto the table.

"Argh, use tested everything. You think I'm a toy?"

The Bodyguard seemed confused and surprised by me who was still casually answering the man's sentence. I could still lift my bleeding head full of broken glass.

However, since I couldn't feel the pain, I could only cross my arms and sit quietly.

"My father-in-law is like a very hard to give thanks."

"...... You are no longer human. Why do I bless you for marrying my son?"

"Haah, I'm still human sir. It's just modified."

"...... You can actually be useful in my family, but that doesn't mean you're harmless. My family could be broken if your intentions are bad."

"What's bad? I really love my father's son. My parents love to hide a lot from me."

"And you think I believe?"

"Hm?"

"Arely a state weapon like you still got feelings?"

"......... ah, about that."

"...... Because it proves you."

"What to prove?"

"If you want to continue your relationship with Anastasia, prove that you are worthy, prove that you are not a danger to my family, prove that you have feelings."

"....... Is there more?"

"...... and prove to me that you can protect Anastasia well."

"...... already?"

"That's it."

"Ah, okay. No problem. Then, what do I prove to use?"

"Anything. Whatever you. I'll just judge."

"Haha, okay, no problem."

Sruk up!

The man got up from his seat and walked away. He pulled out all his bodyguards, leaving me in a pretty tragic state.

"Haaahs.. Forgive DJ," I said disappointedly.

Didn't expect that my first date with Anastasia alan ended like this. Don't know if we'll get another chance to meet?