Not as Beautiful as His Love Poems
Interpackage

"The stuff is all packed up, stay in between" said Grace as she stretched her body.

"Have your father deliver everything." said Ms. Eri after she finished helping Grace pack the ordered items.

Grace complied and went straight to her father, but somehow she changed her mind.

"Dad, the bike I'm wearing, yeah."

"You want to get the package? Let me just let you."

"Me only. There are people I want to meet."

"Yes, be careful, son." said Mr. Hasan, smiling cheeringly as he handed the keys to Grace.

Some time Grace looked at her father, then back to the place where the goods were packed.

Dad's job is erratic. But, ever since I became a reseller, a dad who loves to help deliver packages. Our economy is getting better, we are no longer in debt, my father and mother have never fought like before. It's good to have a lot of money.

"Sir Anggun want to send a package, huh?" tanya Ade suddenly appeared.

"Yes." replied Grace as she was.

"Hey, why the hell are you still calling me Anggun? Call Grace dong. "grace Manyun.

"Sister's name is indeed Anggun. Father and mother still call brother Anggun tuh." said Ade while stroking Boba the puffer cat that used to be carried by Bandi and now the cat is kept them.

"But if Bandi instead you call Boba" said Grace did not accept.

"Can't be funny." I don't think Ade's wrong.

"Huh, that's it! I'm leaving first." said Grace pretending to snack.

In someone's house...

"Finally my package came as well." said Bandi happy to welcome the arrival of Grace who brought the package for him.

"Who? Isn't it nice to have a regular customer like me? Besides on campus, I also want to often meet you in this way" said Bandi smiling, holding his package.

"Self aware dong. I am friendzone. Muahahaha." Grace's lead is presumptuous.

"There's guests? Oh, it turns out Graceful. It's worth Boba weird from earlier, it turns out he was waiting for you, yes." said Amira, the elder brother of Bandi, who suddenly appeared from behind the door.

"Sister Amira still calls me Graceful just like Boba, only Kak Indah calls me Grace." Grace said.

"Let's go in, brother make you a drink, yeah."

"May, brother. Ehe..." Grace would not refuse the offer and went straight into Bandi's house.

"Hm? Why?" tanya Bandi was confused because she was stared fixedly by Grace.

"What a wonder, how can you all have a nice family? Your skin is also whiter than me." said Grace somewhat unacceptable when comparing her skin color with Bandi.

"Huh, life is not fair. Why does his life look so relaxed? While I have to work hard to live my life." Grace's mind does not accept.

Look Boba, he's so much better than me who is (somewhat) a little gini. Why does he like me to try? Until Doni first. I'm sure, there must be many who like Boba, but would think if you look at his personality.

Actually I could have taken care of myself, but somehow I like to forget and be lazy for skin care. Sometimes I am a beauty reseller too.

"The name of life is not in accordance with what we expect, Grace. But there will be a time when everything will shine. And, I think you're pretty" said Bandi smiling as if she knew what Grace was thinking from the look on her pouting face.

"Currently, your words are as if I should accept reality as it is. But the edges even make ge-er. Didn't know you could fight too." said Grace Bete. Sandy laughed when she heard it.

"Mh... When I heard your words earlier, I remembered the sombalannya poem of sister Cintia deh." said Grace thought.

"Oh, that's when he shot your friend Anisa, huh? Until the video got so excited just like before." Bandi.

"Ahaha. Uh, you know what? Lena once told me that the poem was once made to prank her neighbor Lena for shooting girls. Lena thought it was made by the Sultan and kept the poem for years. It was made by her sister Cintia. Huahaha... " Grace laughed out loud.

"Hatsyiii...!!!" somewhere Lena sneezed.