BLIND DATE
Chapters. 59

Despite having already chanted words of encouragement for her, in fact Ara was shriveled when she saw the back of master Haga from where she entered. Perhaps already innate from birth, the man from the Tristan Family looked gallant. Even grandfather also still looks dashing despite being old.

"Miss Ara is coming, Mr ... " Antoni who accompanied him said hello to him. The head of master Haga turned towards them. Then smile. But Ara was not happy with that smile. But he tried to nod in to a smile that felt bland to him.

"Sit down" asked Haga in a heavy voice. Antoni got the code to go from there. This made Ara even more unsettled. "It looks like you're tense."

Sure was!

Ara smile.

"Sorry Grandpa, Ara didn't bring Grandpa's favorite bread."

"It's okay. Its alright. Sorry if Grandpa asked you to come alone."

"W-What's up, huh Cake?" asked Ara nervously.

"Don't be nervous like that. As usual. You must be surprised Grandpa asked you to come here."

"Haha ... Yep. Grandpa's making Ara unsettled." Ara laughed stiffly in response to master Haga.

"It's about you and Tristan."

The deg! Ara's heart beat hard. Like running a marathon. His lips suddenly dry. We're busted? I'm going to jail for cheating this rich and influential old man? Ara gulps the saliva that hurts in the throat. Ibuuu!! Forgive Ara if Ara has lied to ibuuu ...

"Tomorrow Tristan's birthday. Grandpa wants to discuss this plan with you." Hearing Grandpa speak, Ara suddenly shot up. How not? When he thought that the charade he had with Tristan would get caught, it turned out that grandfather was talking about something else that had nothing to do with it.

"Ah, yes. Tristan's birthday." Ara smiled. Pretend to know that tomorrow is her boyfriend's birthday. So he's tomorrow's birthday yeah ... So it's a secret. I got to thinking things out.

Grandpa talked about the party plan. Grandfather's face looked happy as he said that. Like a child talking about his or her own birthday.

At the apartment, Tristan who just returned from the office to Ara's room.

Geck, tok. Knocking on the door slowly. Ara who had come home was approaching. Actually he did not want to wake up and pretend to sleep, but not because of pity. The door to the room is open. Ara appeared and found Tristan at the door carrying the parcel.

"What's up, sir?" asked Ara in a weak voice. Not intentionally to look sick, but he was tired.

"I brought you dinner," Tristan replied to Ara's surprise. Any dinner? He himself forgot not to cook because he was tired of coming home from grandfather's house.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm not cooking for you."

"Hey, why apologize like that. Aren't you sick? Can you come out for a minute, right? We eat together." Ara didn't know what else to do. Moved because this person is kind enough to bring food because he claimed to be sick when he lied. Ara cursed herself and also ... Grandfatherbiscuts. Because of him, Ara had to lie.

Ara pecked for a moment in front of the mirror after Tristan moved away from the door. After that Ara came out of the room and approached Tristan who started preparing the food he bought on the table.

With the pleasure of imagining eating delicious food, his feet stepped surely towards the table. But his face was immediately sour when he saw what food Tristan brought home.

"Let's sit. We're eating this together" Tristan said. Ara is disappointed that Tristan bought her chicken porridge. "I followed your steps. Eat chicken when sick. You like this, don't you?" tanya Tristan eagerly showed me the chicken porridge. Ara smiled forcedly.

Why chicken porridge? I want some spicy chicken or something. Ara grimaced in her heart while feeding the porridge into her mouth.

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