Novel & Cerita The Charming Landlady

I'm just smiled and nodded. He pulled my suitcase took me to the house he was referring to. Even his lifestyle has changed? His life on the silver platter was gone? We were met by a pregnant woman. "Our landlady," Derick whispered to me. "I thought you’d be going home late. Your daughter is still asleep. Who is she?" the landlady asked. "My friend. I'll let her stay for today in our house." She just nodded. We entered an alley that was overlooked by a small flower garden. The isle between it led directly to the door of a small house. To my surprise, it was the second floor already.

Istanio chuckled softly as he sarcastically said, “Why wouldn’t she? Clinston can be damn insanely good!” He wasn’t cheerful enough to prove that he’s fine from what I just said. I bit my lower lip when I heard him hissed and grinned. “S-sorry. Did I say something wrong?” He shook his head and answered, “The landlady is looking for a girl to occupy the room on her second floor apartment. Would you like to take a look after my work?” He didn’t talked to me for more than minutes and would left me alone in the table to assist the customers. I waited for him about an hour, he waved his hands to me while smiling. Pointing his wristwatch and showed his palm before mouthing ‘minutes’.

Especially now that she was having sex, she definitely needed some pointers. Hackney's was packed with tourists and locals alike, but Layla somehow got a table in the back where it was quieter and a little more secluded. They ordered cheeseburgers, and once their waitress was gone, Layla peeked over the rim of her iced tea as she sipped it. "Spill," she demanded. Felicity smoothed her cloth napkin over her lap and began to tell her best friend everything. When she was done, Layla was gaping like a startled goldfish.

: He was very careful, he didn't want Fera to change her mind. "Not a problem," and a sweet smile from her was enough to assure him. "Okay, see you later." And she did not bother to answer anymore, she only nodded and watched Nick leave. Before she could get in her landlady showed up with a wide smile. "Good morning, dear!" she cheerfully greeted. "Good morning," she gave her a small smile. "It's Saturday, aren't you going out today? Last week you went out with Nick right?" She knew that the lady need some juicy information.

When the clock finally hit five, I gathered my things and made my way home, my body moving on autopilot. As I reached the apartment complex, I saw the landlady stepping out. She was an older woman—probably in her seventies—with silver hair pulled into a neat bun and skin like crumpled paper. Her frame was thin, her dress purple with faded floral prints. I always thought of her as a kind grandmotherly figure, mostly because she never raised rent or her voice. She smiled at me as we passed. I nodded politely, but before I could walk by, her bony fingers caught my wrist.

If I'm to throw up, I will probably throw up nothing because I didn't have breakfast. As I got to the front of my apartment, I met my landlady seated at the front of my door. When she saw me coming, she stood up and rushed to meet me. "Glad you are back," The petite woman who was my landlady clapped her hands. She always does that whenever I don't pay my rent on time. "You are two months late on your rent, Hillary," she shouted and continued clapping her hands. Her voice echoes down the alley, and everyone must have heard her screaming.

How are they so current and knew everything I would never have guessed? As I walked towards my apartment after the day's work, my steps slowed down when I saw the landlady of the building pacing about at the front of my apartment. That's weird! To what do I owe such a visit? She lives in the building above mine and so far, she has been acting like she never existed in this building. “Hello, Miss Landlady.” I greeted her as I headed towards her. She lifted her head to look at me, and then, a little smile found its place on her lips, “Hi – Lily, how have you been?”

the landlady asks annoyingly stretching her hand out with her palm facing upward as see if she wants to receive something and clueless Amber turns to Mia. "While running from Noella, I paid only two months rent" Mia whispers to Amber nervously and Amber's eyes widen in astonishment. "And you never told me?" Amber said in a high-pitch whispering tone. "It's skipped my mind." Amber and Mia continues whispering to each other and the landlady clears her throat loudly. "Amber and Mia" she calls again. "Ma, can you kindly give us some few days to raise fund?" Amber asks politely. "Give me the time convenient for you" the landlady said in a coo voice.

She sent a smile at him before she pushed the door, however, she failed to heed the red hue creeping on his cheeks after turning her back against the car and walking towards the store. Valencia pushes the glassed door and a chiming bell rang in her ears as it echoes in the semi-busy shop, “Good Morning Madam, Welcome to Urban Café! Is there anything you would like to order?” a short woman with red-coloured tips wearing a brown beret hat appeared beside her with an affiliative smile. Valencia grins in return “Yes I would like to order a take-out.” The girl took out a paper and a pen from her apron pocket hoisted on her hips, “2 corn muffins, 3 cinnamon buns and an Americano, please”

he suggests, I heard another thunder going outside, well another hot chocolate won't be that bad. "One hot chocolate and a croissant," the guy asks our bartender, I was happy about the bakeries good, I'm kind of hungry and another hot chocolate won't hurt me. "I'm Nick, and you are?" he asks. "Alex" I reply taking my hot chocolate and the croissant, I start eating my food, I made sure not to make a mess or embarrassing myself, but I guess I wasn't that good since Nick had to wipe some chocolate off my face, making me blush.