"He's way more handsome, Rin," whispered a middle-agedwoman in a floral house dress with neatly rolled hair. There were three rollsperched on the top of her head. She grinned as she introduced herself toFachri.In her eyes, Fachri was incredibly handsome and fit the idealman that women desired. His prominent nose, sharp jawline, and thick eyebrowsframed by black-framed glasses. Not to forget, his thick and curly eyelashes.His broad chest and slightly muscular arms, along with a flatand firm abdomen. Fachri was also above-average in height. Even Zidan, who metthe height requirements to apply to an institution, only reached his ears.Which woman wouldn't be enchanted by his perfection? Except, ofcourse, Airin. Her blind love had closed her eyes to see any handsome man inthe world other than Zidan."Auntie could be right. But, for me, he's still the mosthandsome," Airin replied, nudging the arm of the landlady."Oh, come on! Are your eyes malfunctioning, Rin? It's clearthis o
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