What do you mean by this woman?!

"Morning, Putri! Today, you look so pretty," praise Ratih. 

She deliberately ignored the sneer that the Putru gave to her.

"You also look pretty too, don't you?" Irfan chimed in with a faint smile and pulled out a chair for him. While Putri has heard it immediately frowned with a face that was getting more and more bent.

"Thank you, Irfan, maybe if I wear nice clothes like Putri. I will also be as beautiful as Putri," Ratih replied with the intonation of her voice that she made as spoiled as possible.

"Hah..?" Snorted Putri annoyed, took a white handkerchief to wipe her mouth quickly, and threw it on the dining table. 

"Irfan, when you're done making out. We have to go fast! And I'll be waiting for you in the car," Putri said loudly with emotional feelings that she was holding back. Immediately, she left the dining room, seemed to be fed up with the sight that ignited her anger.