Destiny Gintani
Match, or for Sale ?

"How about miss ? Can you feel my vengeance ? Take it easy, this is just the beginning ! I'll make sure you're unemployed for the rest of your life ! Until someday, you'll come begging to me."

The murmur of a man was right in Gintani's ear.

Gintani raised his face. There was a smile on the grin of the man who was crouching before him.

A few minutes ago...

After seeing Gintani leave. Argha and Bram immediately said goodbye to Frans. They're going back to the office. But as their car turned towards the highway, Argha saw the girl crouched down and lowered her head.

"Stop the car !" argha's Order

Ciiiiittt...

Bram brakes his car suddenly. Ish, what's up.

Tiiinnn

Tiiinnn

The sound of horns from behind was earthy because they were surprised to see a car that stopped suddenly in front of him.

Bram immediately waved his right hand as an apology. Soon after, he pulled his car over. When he glanced at the empty building, then he understood why until his boss stopped his car.

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"A.... What else do you want from me ?" tanya Gintani stared intently at Argha.

"Your destruction, miss !" argha answered right in front of Gintani's face.

Gintani was only able to close his eyes hearing all of Argha's words. He no longer had the strength to resist. Gintani realized, the more he resisted, the more suffering he would get from a haughty man like Argha.

Not wanting to serve Argha further, Gintani soon got up and left the man.

Argha increasingly smirked cunningly staring at Gintani's back. His hatred towards the girl seemed to have already deeply rooted in his heart. After the girl was no longer visible from his sight, Argha immediately boarded his car and ordered Bram to return to his car.

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Alya continued to walk back and forth with increasingly chaotic thoughts. Since the last time Gintani went to the assistant boss room, Alya never again met him. Many times Alya contacted Gintani, but the answer remained the same. The number you are calling cannot be received. Try a few more moments !

Alya was frustrated, she then landed her butt on the chair.

"Eh, do you know about the pantry boy who just entered a month ago ?" office girl A.

"Ah yeah, that's still that kid right ?" office girl B.

"Why is he ?" office girl C asked.

"It was said yesterday that she had been fired as a big boss." replied office girl A.

"really ? How can ?" office girl C said it as if she could not believe the news she had heard.

"Of course you can, that brat guy dared to slap the boss in public !" office girl answered again.

"Ohuk... uhuk...!"

Alya who was drinking his tea, immediately choked on hearing Gintani slap the boss. Ish is right, why did he slap boss Bram. Alya still thinks that Gintani is dealing with Bram's assistant.

The three girls who were struggling immediately turned towards Alya.

"Eh there's you, Al !" office girl A. "Have you heard about your new friend ?" ask again.

"I don't know !" alya replied, not dizzy.

"The truth is you don't know, it's not you, right, when Gintan slaps Argha's boss' cheek ?"

"What...? Sure enough, I've never met Argha sir !" answer Alya.

"Not to be sad again ! What is the evidence ?"

office girl A also offered her cell phone. He showed Gintani slapping a man in the mall.

Holy wow...! So that guy...? Alya could only sigh. Now he begins to understand why Gintani was fired all of a sudden. Without feeling, the clear water had pooled in both corners of Alya's eyes. He feels guilty, because he is so Gintani gets into trouble.

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Until the evening, Gintani still did not get a job. Not wanting to be late to take care of his grandfather, Gintani finally decided to go home.

Enough to get here first, tomorrow I continue again to look for his job. Come on Gi spirit....!! Gintani's inner self raised his fist into the air.

Gintani pulled out his phone. He then ordered an ojek online via the application contained in his smartphone. Gintani intentionally uses ojol to save his expenses.

Towards the magrib, Gintani arrives at his house.

"Have you come home ?" asked the cynical aunt of Shella who was on the front porch with her husband.

Gintani just nodded and lowered his head.

"Can the workers ?" bi Shella asked.

Deg...

Gintani's heart raced faster. How could her aunt know about this.

"Ma... What does aunt mean ? Gintan doesn't understand." replied Gintani.

"Already ! Don't waste much more ! You think we don't know, huh !" auntie Shella started raising her voice.

"Mah..., never mind...!" said uncle Arman.

"Ish, don't defend the dong, pah ! This kid has to be bullied a little, so he doesn't grow up to be a liar !" aunty Shella said more spicy he said.

"Already, Tan ! Go ! Clean yourself up !" uncle Arman's orders.

"Ba..well, uncle ! Then, Gintan go back first, excuse me !" pamit Gintani's

"Huh, always pampered, when can he be an adult if papah continues to defend him." said Aunt Shella while going into her room.

Uncle Arman could only shake his head looking at his wife's attitude.

Azan magrib sayup-sayup began to be heard. Gintani immediately cleansed himself. After that he fulfilled his obligation to pray magrib congregation with mbok Inem. After the prayer, Inem was only able to wipe the top of Gintani's head when Gintani kissed his hand.

For Gintani, Inem's mom is like her mother. Only he has loved Gintani sincerely since Gintani was brought by his grandfather to this house.

"Patient, the non ! Patience must be dear Gusti Allah !" mbok Inem said while stroking the hair of Gintani who was lying on her lap.

"Yes mbok ! Take it easy, Gintan's patient stock is still a lot !" his joke while looking at a small silver bracelet that has a clone of 2 small pigeons.

Suddenly

BRAKK....

Someone who turned out to be his cousin opened the door to Inem's room violently.

"Ah here you are apparently !" ketus.

Feeling shocked, Inem and Gintani immediately stand to see Celine enter with a hostile face.

"Mbok, told to make a drink for his guests papah !" celine's orders to mbok Inem. "And you were told to come forward. Scrap !" celine said.

"Eh, i..yeah...! Wait a minute, I open my face first !" answer Gintani.

Gintani immediately went to his room. Arriving at her room she had seen Aunt Shella already standing in the doorway.

"Where have you been ? Aunty's been looking for you !" reprimand Aunt Shella with a smile that Gintani thinks is strange.

"Ma.sorry bi ! Gintan prayed together mbok Inem." replied Gintani.

"Oh yes already. Come here !" shella's aunt said as she reached out her hand, grabbed Gintani's hand and took her to her room.

Gintani said she went to the bathroom to change clothes. It was impossible for Gintani to change clothes in her room, while Aunt Shella was still standing there.

Shortly afterwards, Gintani returns to her room wearing a shirt that makes her feel uncomfortable. Pink dress whose top is so open that it slightly shows her cleavage. Many times Gintani allowed her clothes to keep her cleavage from being exposed.

"Have not been held continuously, so tangled his clothes !" said Aunt Shella while removing Gintani's hand from her chest.

Gintani could only remain silent. Aunt Shella then told Gintani to sit in front of her dresser. She put on Gintani's face with a very striking look. Don't forget he wore a fiery red lipstick on Gintani's tiny lips.

Gintani shuddered at seeing his reflection in the mirror, but he was unable to do anything about it.

"Perfect !" muttered aunt Shella. "Come !" bring him.

Like a buffalo whipped his nose, Gintani also obeyed his aunt's invitation.

Arriving in the living room Gintani sees a short-growing, bald-headed middle-aged man with a belly like a nine-month-pregnant woman sitting opposite her uncle.

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately glared at the sight of Aunt Shella who was holding Gintani's hand.

"Master, this is my nephew, his name is Gintani. How, she's pretty, right ?" said aunt Shella.

"Gintan, let's greet Mr. Broto !" aunt Shella's orders.

It seems Gintani is reluctant to do his aunt's orders. But after all the middle-aged man was a guest in this house. Gintani honors a guest.

Gintani reached out her hand which was greeted by the man's kiss in her hand. Gintani shuddered more and more in fear and felt disgusted with the hand that had been touched by the bald man's lips.

Astaghfirullah hal adzim...! What else now ? Why did aunt introduce me to her guest ? Inner Gintani.

"Good night, darling ! Are you ready ?" ask Mr. Broto.

"Ah yes ! He was ready from now on, sir !" said Aunt Shella with her fluffy smile.

"Alright, then, let's go now !" said Mr. Broto.

"Come on Gintan, go with Broto !" aunt Shella's orders.

"Ta. but, bi !"

Gintani is completely shocked when Aunt Shella tells him to go with the man.

"Here, let's go ! Don't make your future husband wait for you !" aunt Shella said again.

PAUSE....

As if struck by lightning in broad daylight, Gintani was really surprised to hear the words of Aunt Shella.

"A... What does i..ini mean, bi ?" tanya Gintani stuttered.

"The man in front of you, he is your future husband. Come on, now follow him wherever he takes you !" aunt Shella's orders while blocking Gintani's arm.

Gintani shook his head.

"No...! Gi... Gintan doesn't want to get married...! Gi.. Gintan isn't married yet, bi !" gintani said a little screaming.

"Eh, what the fuck is this ? So she doesn't know if I'm her future husband ? Or maybe, she never accepted my proposal, so she felt shocked to know that I was her future husband !" shouted Mr. Broto.

"Ma.sorry sir, ti.. not like that...,

"Enough ! I want to hear straight from the mouth of this brat himself ! Say ! Didn't you receive the proposal I sent you through my assistant a week ago ?" ask Mr. Broto full of emphasis.

"Ti.. no sir ! I never accepted anyone's proposal ! Even I don't know if someone proposed to me" Gintani said in a trembling voice.

"Then the money's 300 million ?" ask Mr. Broto again.

"What ! 300 million ? I don't know anything about that money !" gintani shook his head.

"Fuck ! So you tricked me, Shella ?" shouted Mr. Broto.

Aunt Shella looked very pale looking at the anger on Mr. Broto's face. After all, Mr. Broto was someone who dabbled in the black business world. Of course, by just flicking his finger, he can eliminate anyone he does not like.

"ANSWER !!" again a louder scream echoed in the living room.

"Bah, let's talk !" aunt Shella asked her husband for help.

Uncle Arman who had just become a loyal spectator, finally opened his voice.

"Before I apologized for my wife's carelessness. To be honest, I myself do not know about this matter. But if you will, I will return the money you have given Gintan through the hands of my wife." said uncle Arman trying to find a middle ground.

Hearing his uncle's words, Gintani was able to breathe with relief.

"Ta. but, reward !" aunt Shella looks panicked.

"Why mah ? Let's get it ! The money is still there, right ?" ask uncle Arman.

Aunt Shella just lowered her head.

"Wait ! Don't tell me you've spent that money ?"

Aunt Shella nodded softly without daring to look at her husband.

"Geez, my God ! You are this ! Why are you doing all this ? Is all this time the money you gave still not enough ?" uncle Arman shouted furiously.

While Gintani, his body felt weak at the recognition of his aunt. Unknowingly, he dropped himself on the floor.

Oh my God.., why could aunt do all this to me ? Inner Kyara

"Enough ! I don't need your drama !" shouted Mr. Broto while standing up. "Jo ! Drag the girl !" his orders.

"No sir ! Please, let me go !" gintani said to greet while clenching his hands.

Mr. Broto approached Gintani. He crouched down and clutched Gintani's jaw.

"What did you say ? Forgive you ? Don't dream ! I will never lose my money. Look, let's just say it's a buying and selling transaction. I've given so much money to your aunt, in exchange, you should be my wife. Do you understand !" said Mr. Broto growled.

"Tu..sir, ma.pardon me ! Sa... I promise I will recoup your loss ! Sa. I will refund your money ! But to..please release me..!" Gintani.

"Curtain ! Are you willing ? Nevermind ! You better come along ! I will always make you happy if you want to be my wife !" said Mr. Broto tried to persuade Gintani.

With tears in her eyes, Gintani shook her head.

"Ti.. no sir ! I'd rather die than marry you and ruin your household !" gintani said firmly.

"Curtain ! All right, I'll give you a week ! In a week, you give me back 500 million, will you give it back ?" ask Mr. Broto.

"Ke... Why should it be 500 million ? Ma.. isn't what my aunt took only 300 million ?" Gintani asked back.

"Hmm, just think of it as the flower because your aunt is unable to keep her promise." replied Mr. Broto sneering cunningly. "Jo ! Let's go !" he continued, stepping foot out of the residence of Uncle Arman.

Silent. For a moment a silent atmosphere was created in the room.

With little strength left, Gintani rose to his feet. As she began to step on her legs, suddenly Aunt Shella pulled her hand.

PLAQUE....!

A hard slap landed on Gintani's smooth cheek.

"Based on stupid boy ! The ungrateful child ! It's a good thing I betrothed you to a rich man !" shouted aunt Shella.

"This is not a matchmaking name, but a sell !" shout Gintani.

"What kind of matchmaking asks for payment, bi ? I really want to be betrothed, or sold by you ! Why did aunt do that to me ? Why would aunty do all that to me ? ANSWER !!"

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