
"Janc**I don't want anyone there!! Whoa crack!!" Dimas Seru.
"Bro, you're too focused on Wraith, I've seen the pathfinder of dariitadi kok. What's a crack..."
"Ajr**it knock!! Revive sis!"
"Gue's far away Bro..."
"Gue needs shringe sis!"
"Defend well kakaaaaa I dataaang..."
"Ga come let him die, you and I are enough Lady..."
"Leon, you're thinking there like a stove!"
"Eh, I'm more attached to your patch than Lady... Yes, I'm afraid..."
"Jangaaaannnn revive meyeee!!!"
"Whispering very much, I swear."
"Maha..."
Shootouts, bombs, hide.
"One shoot one shoot!!" Leon Seru.
"Die you bit**ch dieee!!!" Dimas Seru.
"A little more, bro, hang on."
"Yeeeesss!!!"
"Wuhuuuu !!"
"I can finally sleep, too. Oh ah..." Milady stroked his sore nape. He glanced at the wall clock.
At 1 am.
"Tomorrow to go to Japan at what time?" Ask Leon.
"Hm... 9 A.m."
"Bawain comic one piece well, which has the signature of Eiichiro Oda."
"Gue has to wait at what time?"
"Leave take it, I'll share my agent's lock there. There are 3 last books I asked for."
"Gue pinjem ye." Fizz Dimas.
"Don't you know katakana?"
"Somewhat, hitchhiking doang."
"Bawain him a pillow that sheathed a picture of Aoi Sora aja."
"But I'm a fan of Ayase Haruka."
"I'll bring you a picture of Grandpa Sugiono." Milady.
"Bagoooss!!!" Leon Seru.
"Great work lo. kakek sugiono mah sent to my assistant Nyi Blorong. Make him samsak if I'm spilled."
"Mas, if Nyi Blorong is your assistant, who do you become? Nyi Roro Kidul?"
"Gue's? Indosiar Dragon..."
"Hahaha bye ah... Myself retreat first well gentlemen, don't fight."
And Milady broke off the connection.
He had just played an online game with Dimas and one of their friends, Leonard. Milady has never met Leon, they only met online. Looks like Dimas and Leon are best friends.
Three days in a row Dimas made him sleep early in the morning. Men's... If they are upset that they do not cry or pour out feelings, they prefer to divert attention from the pain of the heart by doing hobbies.
Hm...
What is Sebastian doing right now?
It's early morning, is he asleep?
Or is he working in his study, with his thick glasses and his striking eagle eye, assessing the work of his employees?
Milady hasn't contacted her since their last meeting.
It's not that he didn't miss.
But...
Milady first call?
Sebastian did not contact Milady...
Was he angry because he asked but Milady refused?
Or because Milady told you about his plan to take Trevor more seriously?
Milady looked at her phone.
Sebastian's contact number that he's already memorized is out of his head.
Should he push the button...
Ah, No! Nah!
The gang is more important...
So Milady lay on her bed, still blanketing her heart.
He closed his eyes, remembering the past 10 years ago...
You have noticed on Snow White Escorts.
With her heart pounding, 17-year-old Milady opened her phone.
In the message there is only an address.
A hotel.
Milady is the most luxurious hotel in the country that was built about a year ago. Fused with the hotel is a large mall, a residential complex above the mall, the largest freshwater aquarium and in the basement is the widest indoor playground.
The address refers to one of the hotel's penthouse on the 50th floor.
500 Units
Milady's fingers were shaking as she read the address on her iPhone 4S.
Should he go there?
There is still time to step back.
But...
15billion is not a playful transaction.
At least he can get 7.5 billion if he presses the confirm button.
But what about his safety?
He did not know the person who inhabited this 500 unit.
What if the bad guys?
What if he gets hurt?
What if she was raped?
Is it worth 7.5 billion?
Then there was an SMS coming into his phone.
From father.
"Mother is in the hospital. Can't be seen yet."
Milady called his father.
"Why mother, father?"
Sounds from across.
"Dad doesn't understand either... Suddenly he screamed loudly. Then he banged his head against the wall. After that, he fainted..."
Milady felt his head hurt. His eyes twitched and his breath was tight.
"Lady... Looks like mom read the letter from the bank." Fizz Daddy.
"Dad! Lady told me to help keep the letter well hidden!" Excited Lady.
"This is a new letter, Lady... Just got here. I'm in the shower, it looks like your mother came out and received it herself from the courier!"
"Please filing bankruptcy father is still a process, the Bank can not just confiscate! Must be decided by the court."
"Lady, whatever, the title will be confiscated... I don't even know how to make money for maternal care in the hospital.Just got two million from my dad's friends yesterday, it's for our daily meals and a one-door house contract in the alley."
"One-door house isn't enough for us, Dad..."
"Lady... Can you sell your computer, laptop, and iphone?"
Milady sighs.
Then gulp.
"Yes dad, will the lady offer to the lady's friends... Yesterday the Lady's award charter was sold for 5 million. That's for our meal 3 months..."
5 Million to 20 gold-plated charters. Awards he has collected over the years. Results follow various science olympics. Fortunately, he attended a private school for children with high intelligence. So that the scholarship he got also included pocket money if he was able to reach a certain ipk. He entered the university using recommendations from his school, because Milady was too young when he entered the campus.
Milady's predicate in the world of education can not be ignored.
Yet...
Soon there is no trace because the charter and various awards have been sold. Now his computer, laptop and cell phone to cover the hospital costs.
Her sister is still in college in the early semester and her sister is still Junior High. So it certainly can not be expected to find income.
Milady stared at the summa cum laude graduate degree in his hands.
Hey diploma...
How much can you do if I sell?
Milady took a breath.
He graduated today, but none of his family came.
Everyone was proud of him, looking at him in amazement.
Youngest graduate of his university.
But it means nothing that his family is not here...
Jobs promised by the Ministry of Education...
When can it be realized?
Milady hung up the phone with a mixed heart.
Then take off the toga and sit at the back of the visitor's seat.
Hidden from people's attention.
He was crying all over there...