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Chapter 2: Suspicious Package Submissions

"Yes, you. Is there anyone else here besides you?" hatch Rhea.

"What idea..." Chayra scratched the brownish-colored scratch of her thick hair. "I'm a substitute bride?" he said heart.

"What idea is that. There's no way, you're replacing me" decak Rhea was upset.

"Our faces are much different. Your face will be a square box" he continued.

Square box box? Chayra frowned. Precisely whose face square box was Rhea's face.

"What happened to the face of the box? According to what I read, the face of the box is very photogenic. Because every corner of the face is beautiful when in the photo," bela Chayra .

"You think so?" ask Rhea to convince herself.

"Yes," Chayra nodded surely.

"Eh, why are we talking about the face of the box?" ask Rhea wonder.

Hm...Rhea was indeed a little chaotic whenever she felt a chill, the inner Chayra.

"I think your idea is good too" Rhea said after thinking for a while.

"Which idea?" timpal Chayra raised next to an eyebrow.

"I'm a substitute for the bride? But you've told me it's impossible. Our faces are so different. You are also older than me" he reminded Rhea.

"Gudge.." Chayra nibbles her lips. He realized he had made a fatal mistake.

"Ehem.I'm only 15 months older than you. Don't discuss age with me," said Rhea did not like.

"Yes, sorry," Chayra grinned.

Facing this one princess must have angel level patience.

"Your idea as a substitute for the bride is a good proposition, Ra," Rhea expressed his opinion.

"Whataa??" chayra's lips were wide open.

Don't tell me Rhea agrees with her idea. That crazy idea just popped out of his lips.

"Yes, that is," Rhea grinned. Shows a row of sparkling white teeth that have just been in venner.

"I don't agree" Chayra said loudly.

It's free that she runs away from home if she ends up getting married too.

"Do you know why I ran away from home?" ask Chayra. "Because I want to be forcibly married," he continued after Rhea nodded.

"Well, that's an idea from you. As a good friend I must agree, "let Rhea not be blamed.

"Rhea..." Chayra swayed Rhea's body in annoyance.

"Don't panic, you calm down, leave everything to me" Rhea's grin was wide. He picked up his backpack that was lying limp on the sofa.

"You must not take my proposal seriously, Re," said Chayra.

"Hehe..," Rhea just laughed. He stood up from the sofa with a cheerful face. Lost already the burden of 100 tons that swarmed his face.

"Whoaa.i'm sleepy. I sleep first" he walked into the room. "You sleep on the couch, yeah," he peeked out from behind the bedroom door.

"Yahhh.." cried Chayra relieved.

With this difficult nature, it was no wonder Rhea only had Chayra as her friend. But if Chayra could choose, he did not actually want to be friends with Rhea.

The chayra moves from the carpet up onto the sofa. Sleeping on the couch tonight isn't so bad. The size of this 3 seater sofa is about 250 cm, long enough for him. He won't be tormented sleeping here.

Moreover, the sofa upholstery of a fine textured midili fabric that is comfortable in the skin. In addition to using coil spring in it. Sleeping on the sofa will be very comfortable.

Than sleeping in bed with Rhea. Rhea's sleeping style is as scary as its nature. In addition to being delirious, his hands and feet also could not be silent.

"Ra, let's go to sleep" Rhea emerged from behind the open door.

"It's also going to sleep" Chayra replied as she laid her body on the sofa.

"Not there, sleeping in the room with me" Rhea ordered.

"That's it, now I want you to sleep in the room" Rhea replied before she disappeared.

Yeah, God. Mios Dios! " I have come lord of emperor Rhea Ravika" said Cayra obediently.

He walked obediently into the room and then closed the door.

Inside the room, Rhea was sitting in front of the dressing table. Middle cleaning his face with a series of facial cleaning products lined up on the dressing table.

"It's 10:15, it's bedtime" Rhea said.

Only 10:15 pm, still too early for me who is a true gamer, especially tomorrow Sunday, grumbled Chayra in the heart.

"I'm going to the bathroom first" Chayra said. "You're brushing your teeth." he walked toward the bathroom across the bed.

"Don't forget to wash your face with facial foam. Surprised me, facial foam that I bought 6 months ago is still durable. You never wear it, do you? Deserve your dull skin, "Rhea long angel.

"Yes" Chayra said, closing the bathroom door.

With a cute and small face, she only needed a nail-tipped facial foam to wash her face. Therefore, the facial foam purchased by Rhea is not too much reduced, although it has long been purchased.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Chayra came out of the bathroom. He saw Rhea was asleep on the bed.

Sighing, Chayra laid her body next to Rhea.

Arrive.plak! rhea's hand came over to Chayra's cheek.

Chayra immediately turned her back to Rhea. But a leg kicked his ass.

Argh.. Chayra muttered in pain. He hurriedly got up from the bed. If this continues, he will not be able to sleep until morning.

Moreover Rhea brown belt karate. You can imagine what it feels like to punch and kick.

With a precipitate, Chayra came out of the room. Heading towards the sofa in the front room.

Arriving on the sofa, Chayra immediately settles down. He slept well until morning.

Ting.tong! The apartment bell rings.

"Huh, who is it?" the sound of the bell roused Cahyra from her deep sleep.

Cleaning service apartment? Usually they come at 9 am and today is not the schedule.

"Who ?" chayra shouted lazily.

"Package, broom," the polite voice of a man from the front door of the apartment.

The package? Chayra scrunched her forehead. He grabbed the phone lying on the nightstand next to the armrest or arm of the sofa. It was 6am, he said in his heart.

"Package delivery one night service, Ma'am," the man outside again spoke.

"In a moment," Chayra got up from the sofa. He staggered because he was still sleepy.

Before opening the door, he peeked out through the door viewer. He saw two men in uniform delivering packages at the door.

"Who's package for?" Chayra asked again.

"Chayra Minara's mother" replied the man who stood closer than the door.

Package for me?

Chayra frowned. "Who are you, sir?"

"Nino, Ma'am."

The nino? Chayra thought hard. He does not remember ever knowing a man named Nino. But never mind, he also wanted to know the contents of the package.

Chayra opened the door, then asked the deliveryman to put the package near the door.

"What package is this?" Chayra surrounds the package after the package delivery leaves.

This package looks very suspicious, he murmured.