CHOICE OF SOLE HEIR
CHAPTER 1
Heavy rain has been pouring down on city B since ten minutes ago.
A beautiful girl stands in front of her mother's belly button which reads, CICILIA LARASATI, holding a black umbrella, and clothes in matching colors.
CITRA LARASATI is a 21-year-old woman who lives a kara in K city, without her parents let alone relatives, she lives in a narrow apartment of her mother's heritage which is her only inheritance, which is her only inheritance, imara's mother died at the age of 18, while her father left the image and her mother, since the image was 10 years old.
"Mother, today is my birthday, remember Mom, first, every mother's birthday, surely we always celebrate by eating sushi at our subscription place" **citra let out her tears, she said, tears are always falling every image visits the grave of his mother.
"Mom, the image of last week has been accepted work in companies that have been the image you want, a very happy image of Mom, and what you know, there is also the image of work with Anton mas, Anton, so someone will take care of the image there.
Anton is an image lover, one of the people who has always been near him all this time, even when his image mother is sickly, Anton is the first person who will help him, and he is, their relationship has entered its 4th year this year, and their relationship is very good and positive.
Anton is the older brother of the image class when he was in High School, but they were only close when the image of the lecture in the same faculty as Anton, Anton's mature and wise attitude, and, making Nana like getting a father figure in Anton, and Nana is very lucky to have Anton.
The rain that flushed the city of K increasingly heavy, Nana decided to return to her apartment, she did not want to get the flu if it lingered there, tomorrow still have to work to connect her life.
"Mother, good-bye image yes, sometime the picture of the mother again here, again *happy birthday to you*happy birthday to you*happy birthday to you*happy birthday to you dear mother* " *citra sang a birthday song to her mother before she left her mother's grave.
The image of walking towards the motorbike he parked not far from his mother's grave, when on the way he saw a man who was in front of a tomb, with clothes and pants that had been soaked, and he saw a man, but it looks like the man, as if not budging from his place.
The image emboldened himself to approach the man.
"Excuse me mas, this is my umbrella used, I happen to want to go home, see your body is soaked like that" *image thrust umbrella in his hand to be used by men in front of him.
"No need, just leave me like this, you can just go, I just want to be alone" *the man refused the image-proposed umbrella, making the image shrivel his forehead.
"kok could there be this kind of person, stubborn bottom" *Nana spoke inwardly, yet she still left that place.
Not long running, the image has arrived to be parked to take the bike that has been waiting for him since.
The image of riding the motorbike and trying to start the engine, once, twice the motor can not be turned on, Nana tried once again and still failed.
Because the sky was almost dark, Nana decided to call Anton to pick him up.
Image immediately took the phone from his black sling bag, but when the screen was pressed his phone did not turn on.
"Oh my God, my phone is dead, how is this, a very be*o your image"**citra cursed himself who forgot not to charge his phone since last night.
Nana tried to revive the motor, but many times tried still can not turn on.
"Here let me help"*sound from behind the image, making him turn to know the owner of the voice.
"Please mas, here's the key"**citra handed over the motor key.
The man finally opened the trunk of the image motor and checked the contents of the gasoline on his motorbike.
"this is the man out of gas mba"* the man sighed rudely because he was tired of helping to turn on the motor belonging to the beautiful girl in front of him, it turns out the cause is empty gasoline.
Shy image patted his eel, and smiled "god, the cell phone battery has run out, now the gasoline is also running out" *he said in his heart.
"Please wait here yes, take care of my motorbike, I went there for a while to buy gasoline" **pointing the image towards the stall in front of the tomb area, which sells retail gasoline.
The man nodded in compliance with the image request.
Citra walked towards the stall not far from the parking lot "excuse me Mom, I bought the gas, but later I also borrowed the bottle to take to the parking lot, because I ran out of gas there, Mom, I'll return the bottle again"
"Ohh, no matter what, please"**the shop owner's mother handed him a bottle of gasoline with her mouthpiece.
"Thank you Ma'am" *after receiving gasoline from the mother, the image of running back the parking lot to fill the gasoline in the motor.
"Thank you, I've taken care of my bike" *citra spoke to the man in front of him, but the man just kept quiet did not answer, even he was like shivering.
Citra took the initiative to approach the man and try to hold his forehead.
"Geez, it's so hot, you have a fever, I've returned the bottle first to sanity front, I'll drive you home" **Nana's face was panicked, he thought it was his fault that the man had kept his motorbike in the rain and the body was soaked.
The image ran from the direction of the gas seller's stall, after finishing returning the stall's gasoline bottle.
"Let's get on my bike, I'll take you home" **Citra is trying to help the man stand up.
After the two had gone up, the image of running his motorbike, in the course of the image asked the man he was in the ring, the address of his residence.
"Where is your home, where am I confused to take you? * there is no way the image of bringing the man behind him to his apartment.
"On the way of orchids, house no 40" * with a weak voice the man tried to talk to the girl in front of him.
The image is driving forward his motorbike quite fast, besides because it is night, the image also wants to get to his apartment to charge his cellphone battery, he said, he wanted to contact Anton who must have been very worried because there was no news from him.
5minutes walk Nana to the front of the house that is not too big but not too small, with a little white paint has faded, the image can see that the house has long been uninhabited.
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Author: What is that voice?curious?