Twin Baby Mr AL

Twin Baby Mr AL
S2. MARRIED A KEMAYU MAN



One morning in the dining room.


"Farissa, Daddy's friend is coming tonight. He wants to meet you in person." said my Daddy.


I frowned, then put the fork and spoon in my hand back on the plate. By then, I had finished enjoying my breakfast.


"Who, Dad?!" my many.


My mom and dad looked at each other and smiled at me. As for my twin, Fariz looked at me with a confused look just like me.


Unlike my youngest sister, Fiona, smiling indistinctly at me. Could he understand what our parents were talking about?


"Do you remember Mr. Joseph Alexander, one of Daddy's business associates who used to come by?" ask Daddy back.


I tried to remember and then I nodded my head slowly, "Yes, Dad! I recall. But...why did he meet me?"


"She wants to meet you with her first child, Julian Alexander. Well-known designer lo, Farissa." said Daddy with great enthusiasm.


Mama smiled at me and so did my annoying youngest sister, Fiona. Although Fiona and I rarely get along, we love each other.


"But.. for what?" ask me again.


"Mr Joseph wants to match you with Julian. But all the decisions are in your hands, Farissa. We won't force you, neither will Mr. Joseph and Julian. You can turn it down if you don't want it." said Daddy.


The deg!!!


In matchmaking? I want to laugh when I hear it. In modern times like today, there are still fools. And that's Julian, isn't he a famous designer. Why not just find a wife, who fits him?


I'm sure there are many beautiful women who are willing to be his wife. Moreover, he is a rich man, surely many women are willing to queue to become his life partner.


Fiona chuckled when she heard that I was going to be betrothed to a man I never even saw in her face.


"Sister Farissa, Mr. Julian is so handsome! His face was as handsome as a rowdy Korean oppa-oppa!" exciting Fiona.


I frowned again when I heard that Julian was as handsome as a Korean oppa-oppa. I'm not a dracor lover like Fiona and I'm not interested in how handsome Julian is.


"Oh, Farissa is so! I'm serious, brother! He's like a good-looking actor in that drakor." continued Fiona with an indistinct smile at me.


"Then why don't you marry her? Aren't you a Dracula-dracula-style boy-lover!" sahut me,


Fiona is upset, she bends her face and then pits Mama. Well, like asking for a defense from Mama. Biasalah, the youngest child is so.


"No, Brother! Drakor, Brother! DRACOR! Not Dracula...!!!" said annoyed. He didn't accept it when I said it.


"Here you are, habit!" grouse Mama,


"How, Farissa?!" ask Daddy again.


While getting up from the seat, "Ehm, meet me first, Dad.." I said.


Daddy smiled back at me, and so did Mom. I approached both of my parents and said goodbye.


🌸 Little story about my little family 🌸


Because of the age of Daddy who is not young anymore, now Daddy chose to continue the company of the late Grandfather who had been abandoned because Daddy prefers the World of Modeling rather than the World of Business.


Yes, it is impossible that Daddy's age is still struggling in the world of Modeling, who would want to sign him who is not young anymore (54 years), even though he is still very handsome.


Now the cake shop owned by Mama has grown rapidly and has its own lebel. I already have some employees. There are in charge of making cakes and there are also in charge of serving buyers in front.


Aunt Nur, she's been living well. Her husband is a businessman, so it is impossible that she is still struggling in a store that is much smaller than her husband's business.


And Fariz (24 years old), my twin would rather help Daddy in the company than be a model like Daddy used to be. Another case with Fiona (20 years), the girl is very crazy about the world of modeling.


And it was fortunate that God gave her a beautiful body and height that was not like me. My body is actually down from Mama, petite.


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I drove my favorite car to the store. While listening to my favorite song, I enjoyed my trip this time.


Because of the fun of enjoying the song, I did not realize there was someone who wanted to cross the road.


I was surprised, and so was that guy. Lucky I had stepped on the brakes, and lucky again the brakes of my car was really packed until it could stop the speed of my car in time.


Chitt!!!!! the sound of my car.


"Huft...!!!" I wiped away the cold sweat dripping on my temple. Lucky that guy didn't get hit by me. Otherwise, I would definitely be in big trouble.


The man had covered his face, it turns out that he was also scared because I almost hit him. And after that, he rushed over to my car with an angry face.


"God! Can you drive or not?!" hardik the guy I almost hit.


The tall man with smooth white skin and looks like the dracula-dracula actor. Uh, not dracula but Drakor!


The man seemed to be very angry with me. He continued banging on my car door while shouting out loud.


"Open up! Otherwise I will yell at the thief, let the people come banging you!" threaten the man.


I was terrified, to the point that my body was shaking from hearing such a frightening threat. I finally got the courage to unlock my car door.


The man rushed in and sat right next to me driving. He glared sharply at me with his narrow-minded eyes.


I almost laughed looking into his eyes. With eyes that look like a Korean oppa would glare like anything, yes still like that!


"Take me to XX street, hurry!" his orders to me


"Ehm, I also want to work, sir. Why don't you just find another ride!" sahut me,


His face flushed when I answered him like that. She pointed at my face with her long index finger while scolding me, she said,


"I almost died because of you, now take me if not..."


"All right, Master!"


I was upset that the man kept threatening me. Rather than me arguing with him I would do better.


Bending my face, I drove him to where he was headed. To get to that place, I had to turn back around to get back to my shop.


Without thanks, the man got out of my car. He even slammed my car door really hard.


"Bas on a crazy man!" I shouted, but the man didn't care.


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