4. Devil and Angel

[POV Fany]

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I clean the apartment by myself. All of this became a part of my daily routine. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out.

"Are you prepared for college?"

Adrian's style drew the collar of a white shirt, clothes that clung to the body's curves. Swooping black brows that swoop up and down. He took his favorite black leather jacket and an empty sling bag out of the apartment, the black bag he used to carry everywhere.

"We need to hurry or we'll be late. I'll be in the car waiting for you."

Oh my God, he's the one who caused me to be late!

I went out and locked the door after finishing tidying up.

"As usual, huh?" enquired a veiled girl as she locked her door.

"Yep, that's my routine."

She is a devout Muslim who has repeatedly resisted Adrian's advances. I've never seen her in revealing clothing because her religion forbids it.

She expressed herself politely. "Stay strong, yes."

"Of course, Sist."

We walked down the stairs together.

"I salute you, you feel at home taking care of Adrian, if I were you, I would have already left him," she said.

I gave her a small smile as we parted ways in front of the apartment building.

She's right; I could have left Adrian a long time ago, but who would he be without me?

A rusted dark brown Chevrolet LUV sat by the side of the road, an old three-seater car in front of it, and the rear hood open. There is no air conditioning, the car smells of oil, and every time it comes to a stop at a red light, it vibrates like Dad's massage chair. Adrian had saved up enough money to purchase this junk car.

"What are you expecting, an invitation?" Adrian said this as he opened the car door for me. He's very nice, and he's always like this when he greets people.

The vehicle sped up slowly after we got into it. I relished the beach's cool morning breeze. I was about to turn on the radio when my hand was yanked away.

"Did Alfred drive you home last night?" he inquired.

"Didn't you see it yourself?"

"Did he return home right away? Did you not provide hot coffee?"

Oh my goodness, he just made a mistake and is now looking for more trouble? Fantastic. "Don't you feel bad for Alfred because he screwed Melisa?"

"It's not my fault," Adrian maintained. "She vented, then got drunk and carried on as usual. Is Alfred still staying at your place?"

"It's none of your business," I said.

Adrian grinned back, a mischievous grin that made me want to grab his thick, black hair. "Then you ruined their big night by fucking Alfred—"

"God, keep your mouth shut! You think I'm a slacker?" In a solemn tone, I replied. "There was nothing last night!"

"So, what brought you two together?"

I shut my eyes. Why are you bothering me with so many questions?" Okay, he stayed at my apartment last night. Alfred informed me of the matchmaking—"

"Then you guys enter the room, and he slowly removes his shirt, your clothes, and— ok, don't squint like Satan, I'm just kidding Miss Virgin." He flipped on the radio and listened to country music.

I switched off the radio. Because of the strange words earlier, I lost my desire to listen to music. What's going through this idiot's mind?

I'll keep my virginity for my future husband. I don't want to give up something so valuable so easily. Then he broke my heart by simply speaking with his mouth like a parrot's beak. Please, God, grant me patience.

"But you like Al, right?" Adrian asked, then fell silent.

To be honest, I admire a mature figure like Alfred. He has the potential to be the family's leader. As for Adrian, I admit that he has had a handsome face like an Italian since childhood, which makes many girls want to approach him; even a teacher once asked- nah, I don't want to talk about it.

"Do you think Mother will find out about this?" Adrian asked, not looking up.

"Certain."

The car we were in arrived at the campus's front yard. An old stone-walled building greets you. Some students unwind in the tree-shaded green grass garden.

I stepped out of the car, slamming the door and bending down to look at the driver.

It appears that it will be a long day after school. Adrian was waiting for me to lean against the car door, arms folded across his chest, after the last course was finished.

"Mom requested that I return home. Can you come with me? "He inquired.

I'm aware of it! But... what am I supposed to do? Auntie must be furious and depressed after hearing what Adrian did.

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