Enthralled Charm of Ex Wife
Alsha Zanita Batari's

"How much bang?" ask a beautiful girl who just got off her bike.

"Twenty thousand neng."

"Jaudah here's the money bang." The girl handed him a green sheet of money to the siabang ojek.

"Thank you, brother first."

"Yes bang be careful." he said.

After the departure of the brother ojek, he stepped his feet closer to the black gate with gold that was no longer unfamiliar to him.

"Sir Ridwan, is there a mother?" he said he called the navy suit guy who was enjoying a black coffee in his hand.

"Eh non Alsha, there's a non, mom inside! non Alsha just enter." he replied as he opened the gate.

"Thank you sir."

"Yes non, long time no see the non-added just clear."

The girl chuckled, "Father can do it, I go inside first."

"Yes, please!"

Before stepping his feet into the house the girl several times sighed, before then saying hello when he saw the woman who had been taking care of him was sitting casually on the sofa.

"Mother?" the sapa lirih full of longs.

"You, who told you to come in?"

"I'm sorry ma'am, I've been sassy."

"Why come here, you know there's no place for you anymore."

"I know."

"I'm here to apologize for the umpteenth time."

"I told you, I won't forgive you."

The girl fell down on her body in front of the woman she respected so much.

"Please ma'am, tell me where you are."

"How many times do I have to tell you, your father is dead! you deaf?"

"But, Mum?"

"Let's just say he's dead, and you don't have to look for him anymore."

"No ma'am, I want to meet him no matter what his circumstances and how he is."

The woman looked silent, then sighed.

"500 million, and give Vivian back her life, or marry my chosen man, then I will meet you with your father." said the woman with her flat face.

"500 million, Vivian?" said the 18-year-old girl who was now kneeling before him.

"Yes, you won't be able to, will you?"

"Mother, this is so absurd, how can I revive someone who is dead, and where do I get that much money? Especially for marriage, it can't be mom."

"That's your business, not mine." the woman moved from her seat.

"But Ma'am?"

"out! and don't try to go back, before you can fulfill what I want, or you'll never meet your father at all.

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A month ago the girl had just graduated from one of the top high school schools in Jakarta, and had no intention of continuing her studies on the grounds of not having any money.

Under the torrential rain, Alsha stood staring at the luxurious house she had just entered a few seconds ago, as well as the house that had been her residence for approximately seven years.

The spacious two-story house with a classic architectural style was the house owned by the father who until today he had never met and he saw its existence.

He only heard that the father had three wives with different residences, and the woman he had just met was Rosalinda who was his first stepmother whom he had known since he was a child, while her birth mother Lestari suffered from psychiatric disorders since Alsha moved to the age of 7 years.

and Lestari was declared dead, having fallen down the stairs.

Alsha never knew the true story, about the complexity in her family, because neither her mother nor Rosalinda ever told Alsha anything.

Since Lestari was declared ill, Alsha was taken and treated by Rossa who was actually only his stepmother.

Even Rossa never discriminated between Alsha and her three biological children.

Rossa shares affection with the four children very fairly, before the death of her youngest daughter Vivian makes Rossa very angry and hate Alsha.

Not only that, Rossa also had the heart to drive Alsha from the luxury house, but even so Alsha still came and met him several times.

Alsha also did not stop to ask about where the existence of the father who did not even know what his face looked like.

And lately Alsha was surprised by the new fact, that besides, Miko, Anya, and Vivian, she has three other sisters named Bima, Jessy, and Damon.

They said if they had met their father for a while, then why was he the only one he had never met.

Damon said that she was not the desired princess.

*

"Well, how are the rains like Sha, where are they?" said the old woman who had just opened the door for Alsha, after the girl knocked on her a few times, her face looked worried at the situation of Alsha who was far from being okay.

"From mom's house."

"Yaampun Sha, but it doesn't have to be raining like this either, right? look, your leg also hurt Sha, your wound should be treated immediately, otherwise! your feet will get infected, change clothes first, after that we treat the wound."

"Yes my grandma."

Before long Alsha returned to meet the grandmother in a long dress that warmed her body, not to forget she also wrapped a towel covering her wet hair.

"Sit down, let grandma take care of it."

"Alsha can alone granny." she protested.

"Sit down Alsha, you know grandma doesn't like to be denied, right?"

By being forced to finally Alsha can only obey, right! all she knew was that her grandmother never wanted to be denied.

The old woman, who is familiarly called Diah's grandmother, crouched down in front of Alsha, who was sitting on the sofa, treating the girl's wounds with a simple medicine that she had at home.

"Sha, it looks like the wound is deep enough, shouldn't we go see a doctor?"

"No need to granny, this is just a small wound, Alsha felt enough smeared red medicine only the wound will heal soon."

"Alright, but after this you also have to take Sha medicine, grandma will prepare it for you."

"Thank you, grandma."

"Everything dear."

Alsha stared at the back of the grandmother who slowly disappeared behind the dividing door between the living room and the kitchen, she was the only person she had right now.

He had a family, had a brother and a father, but he felt like an unwanted presence.

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