Falling in Love With Bad Boy
Chapter 33 The Wretched Heart

After taking Tantri home, Harry did not return to his base camp immediately. The young man seemed to be thinking about something, and just carried his motorbike around in circles on the highway. Harry's mind went blank, and went back to thinking about the reaction the girl he had just delivered home had given him.

"Why did Tantri become such a skeptic.. The girl has changed her attitude to me, as well as to other friends." as she continued to increase the speed of her bike, Harry spoke to himself.

"Is it because of knowing the man named Zorra..?? But it seems that it was because of that, ever since Tantri was close to the skate board boy, Tantri's attitude became rather cold to me.. Hempphh. Dare to, take the attention of my target girl.." Suddenly Harry's mind was filled with dislike for Zorra.

With an emotion-filled mind, Harry continued to increase the speed of his bike. For a while, the young man just drove around the highway with no definite purpose. Suddenly, when Harry was looking to the front of the left side, Puink Park's writing read clearly. Instantly Tantri said about the place, it again sounded clear in his brain. As if something was moving, the young man pointed his motorbike at the parking lot of the skate board playground.

"I'll see. Who knows, this place hides secrets, which are deliberately covered from the public or the apparatus. I'll be able to get a young man named Zorra's weakness." as he turned the key boy, to turn off the motor, Harry muttered to himself.

Without removing the helmet that covered his head, Harry walked into the place. As the young man was about to go inside, suddenly two burly men came up to Harry..

"Mas.. take off the helmet first.., especially if the mas wants to go inside.." words with a slightly loud tone, addressed to him.

"Oh you talk to me... If I don't want to take off this helmet, what are you going to do.." The mood is not good, Harry turned nyolot.

Unexpectedly, the two burly men instead walked up to Harry with stern looks. His hands held Harry's upper arm...

"Seeing the arrogant attitude loe. signifies if you do not have good intentions And if you keep wearing a helmet, and force to go inside. Don't blame it, if we act rudely to you.." In loud words, one of the men spoke while clutching Harry's upper arm.

"Okay. okay.., I will obey your will.." Having the intention to know the contents inside Puink Park, Harry decided to give in.

The young man immediately removed the helmet on his head, then held it in his right hand. A fierce and dislikeful look Harry had on the two people still clutching his upper arm. Without any words, the two men immediately released their handrails.

"Thank you." with a flat expression, Harry immediately walked away leaving the two men who had intercepted him earlier.

Slowly Harry got into the location of the skate board game in the room. The man looked around, but could not find Zorra's whereabouts.

"Hempphh. turned out this place was crowded as well. There were several rooms inside, which seemed to be classified according to his skater abilities." Harry muttered to himself, and the man continued to walk inside.

Harry's appearance wearing a leather jacket, Polarized sunglasses, and helmet carrying caused the attention of young people in the place. But apparently Harry was not looking for trouble, just wanted to know what the children were doing in the skate board park.

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In the house....

Tantri was shocked, when she had just entered the house, Miss Monica, the girl's mother was sitting in the living room enjoying tea. Next to the middle-aged woman, with her socialite style, sat her papa who also did the same.

"Hey Tantri... Just got home..?" the middle-aged woman greeted her daughter.

"Mmmpphh.. Mama herself since when to return home, after a long time.." instead of feeling happy with the return of the woman, Tantri even cynically gave a response, saying,

Mr. Chandra did not comment, but the middle-aged man's gaze seemed to dislike his daughter's question. But the man chose to be quiet..

"Why do you ask your mom like that my daughter... Come closer, Mama is very upset with you. Mama wants to hug you, baby." Luckily, Madame Monica isn't angry.

With a sense of laziness, Tantri finally approached her mother. The middle-aged woman stood up then clasped her daughter's body for a while. Without the girl knowing, there seemed to be tears welling up in the eyes of her mother. No matter how tough the middle-aged woman was, and often played in droves out there, but when hugging her daughter's body that was getting bigger, there was a newness in her chest.

"Had ma... if it had been, Tantri would have gone to the room to clean the body first.." since there was nothing her mother did, the girl wanted to immediately release the embrace of her mother.

"Okay my daughter.., take a shower. Later let Bi Surti deliver your dinner to the room only, if you feel tired.." the middle-aged woman then let go of her embrace. With a smile on her lips, Madame Monica gave a kiss on Tantri's forehead.

With a cold demeanor, Tantri immediately passed leaving her two parents in the living room. The girl immediately rushed into the room. Tantri's mind was still not clean, where the middle room was often used by his father to make out with foreign women he brought home. But all this time, the middle-aged man had never felt guilty for his actions.

"The hypocritical family must be taken care of by papa and mama, If there is none, there is no way the two of them will sit side by side in silence in the common living room.." Tantri immediately muttered when she was already inside her room.

Unknowingly, tears poured down from the corner of his eyes, when he recalled how disgusting it was in his family.

"I don't want luxury, amenities or anything. Being able to live a normal life, like any other girl out there, is so much happier for my heart. Instead of living with some luxury facilities, but all of them are pseudo, and hypocritical.." The tears finally can no longer be held back by Tantri.

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