False Princess Reincarnation Set the World
Slander Brodin

“Rather than wasting time for women, it is better to do something more useful.” Wijaya Candra walked further inside. “How is the development of CIS database? Has someone taken the task?”

Aryan's face turned pale. He soon caught up with Wijaya Candra and replied, “Not yet.”

At the time, Gayatri and Teguh left the gambling house early as they appeared to have lost many rounds.

Sighed a few times in a row. "Why is today's game so bad?"

"Uncle, try to count this." Gayatri gave the money in her hands to Teguh.

Firmly counting, then his facial expression gradually turned into shock. “Janc*k! There's 6 million rupiah! Is that all from tonight's win?”

Gayatri nodded as the moonlight made a layer of clear light on her face.

“You lost a dozen times in a row? How can you still win so much money?” Firmly confused.

Gayatri smiled and replied, "That's because we won big and lost a little money."

If he won every bet he placed, it would definitely attract the attention of others. As a result, Gayatri dramatized it to stay in the audience seats.

Firmly immediately understood the implications of this, so he gave a thumbs up to Gayatri.

Clever! He fulfilled his reputation as his nephew! Indeed, Teguh is very proud to have such an impressive nephew.

The next day, Gayatri woke up very early. He went to the market to buy vegetables and meat, then he went home to make soup.

The soup was cooked for Fatmawati. It was not only good for nourishing his body, but it could also improve his appearance.

After all, Gayatri is an expert in traditional Indonesian medicine, so she has a unique set of skills in maintaining health.

As soon as Fatmawati woke up, she saw Gayatri busy in the kitchen. She was touched and sad because it was her fault that it had become a burden on her daughter.

“You're awake, mother. I've prepared soup, please eat while it's still warm.”

Fatmawati took the soup. “Gayatri, you finished working very late last night. There is no need for you to get up early to make soup for me from now on. I should have cooked for you.”

Gayatri replied with a smile, “It's okay, Mom. I'm not tired! It's not too late for you to cook for me when your body has recovered!”

In the afternoon, Gayatri went to work. He had just walked into the store when the Muslim Tretan called him. "Wait."

"Are you talking to me?" Gayatri turned around a little.

"Mh." Tretan Muslim nodded.

Gayatri continued to speak, "Can I help you?"

Tretan Muslim looked at Gayatri while suppressing the anxiety in his heart. “My name is Tretan Muslim. I heard from the others that you are Gayatri, right?

“Mmhmm, yes.”

The ears of the Muslim Tretan were slightly reddened as it stood so close to Gayatri. “Are you still in school?”

Gayatri nodded. "Memh."

The Muslim Tretan was stunned for a moment. Didn't Brodin tell her that Gayatri had dropped out of school?

After hearing his reply, Tretan Muslim said, “I am in Surabaya Khadijah High School, how about you?"

Khadijah Surabaya High School is one of the elite private schools in Surabaya. When mentioning the word 'Khadijah Surabaya', the eyes of Tretan Muslim involuntarily sparkled.

"I'm at SMAN 10 Surabaya" replied Gayatri.

Although Khadijah Surabaya is an elite school, it is still slightly inferior compared to SMAN 10 Surabaya.

SMAN 10 Surabaya Secondary School is one of the best high schools in Surabaya with high standards of teaching and learning. He was almost accepted at SMAN 10 Surabaya many years ago, but, in the end, he wasn't good enough.

Gayatri looks so beautiful. Is he really welcome at SMAN 10 Surabaya?

Then, Tretan Muslim took out his phone. “Can I ask for your number?”

Gayatri shook her head. "Sorry, I don't have a phone."

"Huh?"

Tretan Muslim dumbfounded.

Soon after, he reacted to the situation. He believes that not having a phone is a lie and there must be something to hide. For example, maybe he lied and was not at all registered in SMAN 10 Surabaya.

He must be feeling guilty, right? Coincidentally, Hanim called Gayatri.

Gayatri turned her gaze to look towards the Muslim Tretan. "Sorry, I'll go there first.”

After saying that, he ran away.

“What are you talking about with him, Tretan?” Brodin walked over from the side with an unhappy expression. “If you lie down to sleep with a dog, you will wake up full of fleas. Be careful not to take his bad nature!”

Brodin had never liked Gayatri in the first place, and he feared that Gayatri would mislead his precious son.

Meanwhile, Tretan Muslim chuckled and said, “Well, I heard from Gayatri earlier that she attended SMAN 10 Surabaya. I thought, maybe you misunderstood her.”

"SMAN 10 Surabaya? She?" Brodin said with a contemptuous expression. “She might also tell you that she studied at Surabaya State University, right?”

It is also an academic institution that many scholars dream of. The competition is so fierce every year.

Brodin was so eager for the Muslim Tretan to be accepted into Surabaya State University that he even dreamed of it. He said sincerely, “Trethan, let me give you one piece of advice. That the more beautiful a girl is, the better she'll lie. Why don't you think about this, if he is really accepted at SMAN 10 Surabaya, does he need to work for us?”

“Talk less to him from now on. I can see that she envies you who has a good family background, so she wants.” She doesn't need to finish the rest of her sentences. Brodin immediately added, "Tretan, you have to understand that you and he are not from the same world."

Gayatri was destined to work for others for the rest of her life.

While his son will get into a good university, and he will marry a beautiful girl who is the only daughter of a family with a good educational background in the future! Of course Gayatri is not one of them!

Tretan Muslim found that what her father said made sense. If Gayatri really went to school at SMAN 10 Surabaya, she should have studied at home. How could he possibly have the time to distract her by working here?

Could it be that he didn't want to get into a good academic environment? So the most plausible explanation is that he lied.

In fact, the Muslim Tretan did not want to interact with Gayatri. After all, birds of feathers gathered together. However, his heart raced uncontrollably every time he saw her, and he could feel that he was losing control of himself. That's very strange.

In the evening, Gayatri headed to the gambling den with Teguh just like the night before, she did not stand out and did not show off her abilities.

Over the next few days, Gayatri and Teguh went to a gambling den every night, and won quite a bit of money through small wins.

Arya and Wijaya Candra were there every night.

Arya leaned against the guardrail and said with a smile, “Mas Wijaya, look, my guess is correct! He comes every night!”

Wijaya Candra looked towards the area and slightly raised her eyebrows. "What do you think he'll do next?"

Arya replied, “He will be here any time, rain or shine, until you see him.”