The Genius Fall In Love
Prospective In-laws

Yigg!

"Fuck, I'm in."

"Come in."

Anastasia looked agitated as she entered her father's room. He ducked, and palely offered the coffee he had stirred flatly.

"Fuck, this is coffee. I made it."

Anastasia's father looks busy at her desk. He seemed to be holding an old book. After he saw Anastasia approaching, the book was swiftly hidden.

"Papa-papah's busy, huh?"

Anastasia's father only lived in her daughter's greeting. Shortly after, he noticed the smell of hot black coffee starting to permeate his nose.

"You? Make coffee?"

"A-ah yes. I was taught by Mamah."

Anastasia's father slowly frowned. He saw his daughter's slightly dirty hands exposed to coffee grounds. His face turned sour, and he refused the coffee made by his daughter.

"Did I raise you to be a maid?"

"........ w-what?"

"It seems like it was a waste I took you to college. There's no point in educating a child who doesn't know how valuable he is."

"I-I mean papah?"

"I raised you to be someone of high self-worth. It's inappropriate for a caste girl like you to make coffee to satisfy her parents."

"Fuck!-"

"Comeout. I don't need your coffee."

"............."

"I just need your performance and success. No more than that. Just show me who you are at the top. No need for such useless frills. Out."

"............."

Anastasia seemed to want to cry. His face turned bitter, and he closed his mouth in unison. He also tried to restrain emotions and ego, while answering with force, he said,

"..... Okay, I'm out first."

...***...

Yigg!

Anastasia closed the door, carrying her coffee. Asep who hid behind a large pot came out of hiding.

"Lho non?! How come it's out?! Just entered the table!"

"Not work."

"W-w-w....."

"You don't work. I can't even last three minutes in her room."

"Okay, kek where yes non, difficult indeed if you want to persuade a hard parent using a soft way so that cake."

"No, it was my father who was too stiff. Simple things like this were already transparent in his eyes."

"I-I mean, non?"

"That's it. This is your coffee you drink. I'm going back to work."

"A-ah thanks in advance non, but I want it to be okay?"

"What's the?"

"On Mas Rizky this afternoon."

"Why is he talking about her?!"

"I think I know him, non."

"Huh? You know him? From where? Does he know you too?"

"Ah ndak too, non. I know because I've seen his face like that. Don't know himself, where is he from?"

"Ah, he once gave me a competition of scientific papers on the internet. I'm starting to know him from there."

"What work? Scientific?"

"Well, is that all you want to ask?"

"Ah, there's actually another non. But at another time."

"Okay, I'm back from work. Beware fence. If Leo comes again, tell me soon."

"Ah ready, non!"

Anastasia smiled sweetly, then left Asep on the spot. Asep sipped coffee made by Anastasia, and ssnyum semringai bloomed on his face.

"Huhuy, it's so bitter."

...***...

In Anastasia's room, she turns on the lights, and starts to open her laptop. He tied up his long black hair, put on his glasses, then worked late into the night, trying to assuage his anger.

Four hours later, Anastasia finally stood up from her seat, taking the time to stretch her body. He looked at his HP screen which was still black, and tried to touch it.

He opened his double Howsapp, and looked up at my profile picture. He smiled for a moment, then took off his glasses. He smiled sweetly, and began to mutter.

"..... You actually come with that much guts. No wonder you're so innocent."

He accidentally glanced at the mirror, and realized that his hair was starting to fall apart. He was a little surprised, and quickly combed his hair. His face slowly turned red, remembering our meeting last afternoon.

"Ah but..last noon I was good, was it the same with him..? I am beautiful, am I not seen? So embarrassed.."

Instantly he remembered the words pedis he had thrown at me this afternoon.

"It looks like he's against his intentions. Applying for a job here is a waste of time. I will not accept it either."

"Acque! Drag this guy out! Not polite!"

Doengs!

Successfully recalling, Anastasia immediately glared, and covered her mouth with both hands. He was stunned, and seemed to regret what he said to me this afternoon.

Yigg!

Anastasia immediately opened her HP, and immediately called me.

"Jeez, Rizky!! Argh!! Lift please!!"

...***...

In the temen workshop, it appears I have been busy patching the customer's motorcycle tires. Hendra, a friend of mine who has a workshop, seems uncomfortable seeing me who is still busy late at night helping him at his side job.

"It's still busy, Ki?"

"Hm? How's it going, coy?"

"Oh, so it's not good, Ki. Just returned home time' directly play help people work alone."

"Look coy, relax. This other person of mine is also one of the people who built this workshop just like you ama Dimas."

"Well yeah, you know. But it's still Ki, it's not good."

"Yaudah, which cake if I take a light job. People will also help you who are more busy in church."

"Right, Ki. Thanks a lot, you."

"Look coy, relax."

...***...

Tinnut!

My weapon was sounding. I was still busy interacting and seemed annoyed by his voice. I raised my HP and checked who was calling.

"Sorry, someone called."

"Aman Ki's. I bulik first yeah."

"Yes. Turn around."

Jeglex!

Hendra got out of the workshop, and closed the back door. I waited for him to get out of the workshop first, then picked up the phone.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum. Why?"

"A-ah, assalamualaikum, Rizky."

"Yes, why?"

"I-I want to apologize for misunderstanding this afternoon. I've been courteous with you."

"I'm sorry, wasn't I this afternoon?"

"W-uh.."

"Why not sleep? Is the clock usually off?"

"W-why.sorry."

This girl really feels guilty. From his voice I knew. He's exhausted. It seems that he has not calmed down since my appearance this afternoon.

"Udahan apologized. Rest."

"Ah yes."

"Yaudah, I closed the telepo-"

"A-anu, about our meeting later.."

Hm? Has he decided? Attractively. Usually, if Anastasia is what I know, she always tells me to take the initiative to do something. Is he starting to show his true self?

...***...

"Why? Is there a schedule? Do you have time?"

"A-ah, yes. Can you come?"

"Depends on time and place."

"What about tomorrow?"

"His place?"

"What if you choose?"

"Hm? Me?"

"L-yes!"

A dating place? As far as I know there are quite a lot of places to date, although not many. As I recall Father and Mamak when they were young often went to the beach for a date.

"Okay, how was the meeting at Melawai Beach?"

"Pa-beach?"

"Ah, too soon huh? If so, you choose."

"W-uh! I-I don't mean that.."

"I don't have any classy places to visit in Balikpapan. We'd better do it to your standards first."

".........."

Anastasia fell silent. He who was now silent in his room, bowed quietly with an empty expression, trying to ponder my words. Shortly afterwards, he lifted his head, and looked at the mirror for the umpteenth time. Slowly, his face began to publish a confident smile and replied,

"....... all right. Then tomorrow I'll send you the address."

"okay."

"Well, then thank you. I hung up on him. Kukabarin tomorrow. Assalamualaikum."

"Maalaikumsalaam."

The truck!

My HP has stopped making noise. I who was still sweating because I was busy working seemed to start feeling nervous again. I don't know how long this heart hasn't exercised. Is this a good progress?

But still, this heart hopes. Hopefully it will all be good tomorrow.

"Come, Rizky. Spirit," said my spirit from the heart.