False Princess Reincarnation Set the World

False Princess Reincarnation Set the World
Meeting Her Bladder, Fatmawati


The man looked towards Gayatri disappearing expressionlessly on his face, and placed the prayer beads on the surface of the table at random.


"What do you see, Mas Wijaya?" Arya followed the man's gaze out of curiosity. In the darkness, Gayatri's silhouette was no longer visible.


"There's nothing." The man stood up and put out the cigarettes that had not been used up in the ashtray. "Let's come back too."


“Mas Wijaya, will you not meet your fiancee?”


When he looked up again, the silhouette of the tall and slender man had already walked to the doorway.


Arya hurriedly ran after him. "Wait for me, Mas Wijaya!"


Pitaloka Buana looked in the direction where Gayatri had disappeared. His eyes were filled with an evil light.


At this time, she was the prettiest girl in the school! She also ended up being the daughter of the Buana Family!


Gayatri is just a poor lowly!


Although Gayatri had left the Buana Family, she was unable to avoid her fate of becoming the stepping stone of Pitaloka Buana in the future.


After experiencing his rebirth, Pitaloka Buana became very skilled in acting. Just a moment ago, he looked as if he could not bear to part with Gayatri.


The sight made Lingga and Wardah's hearts sick!


Gayatri took all of hers, yet she could not bear to part with the useless girl. In addition, she proposes to make Gayatri her own sister.


“My good son, I know you are kind, and you can't bear to let him go. However, a person like him is truly unworthy of your kindness. Gayatri is an immature and ungrateful bastard!” After saying that, Lingga added, "Oh right, Pitaloka, did your foster mother treat you well during those years?"


“I almost dropped out of school when I was in my first year because my adoptive mother refused to pay school fees. Eventually the principal made an exception to waive school fees, and I was still able to continue my studies due to my outstanding achievements. When I was in elementary school, everyone referred to me as an illegitimate child that no one wanted.”


Pitaloka Buana sobbed as he commented.


In fact, her foster mother treated Pitaloka Buana well to the point that she had never experienced any difficulties since she was young. Even after learning that Pitaloka Buana was not her biological daughter, she still worried that Pitaloka Buana would be intimidated upon rejoining the Buana Family and she would be looked down upon. As a result, he gave his entire life savings to Pitaloka Buana so that he could use them.


The reason behind Pitaloka Buana's courage to lie was because no one here knew the truth. After all, only evil can trigger good in this world. Only green leaves can distinguish the red of the flower. Those lowly people live just to make it stand out.


Before the voice of Pitaloka Buana disappeared, the people in the surrounding crowd showed angry expressions!


According to Pitaloka Buana's statement, it is not difficult to analyze and come to the conclusion that the incident of the birth of the baby is the act of his own adoptive mother.


Otherwise, how could Pitaloka Buana's adoptive mother stop him from going to school? Her adoptive mother is clearly trying to turn Pitaloka Buana into an uncultured loser.


What a disgusting woman!


Wardah cried while hugging Pitaloka Buana. “My poor son. How could he treat you like that? It was really cruel.”


Pitaloka Buana patted Wardah on the shoulder and spoke in a sad tone, “It's okay. I've been used to it for years. I'm not his real son anyway.”


“You are having a difficult time, my son.” Lingga holds Pitaloka Buana with a guilty but sympathetic expression.


From the corner where the crowd could not see, Pitaloka Buana's lips formed a proud smile, as his goal had been achieved.


Everything he wanted in this life was within his grasp right now. Moreover, he was certain that the mysterious golden sultan was peeking at him secretly from the shadows.


*****


Using the memory of his original owner, Gayatri discovers the address of the residence of the mother of the original owner of the body, Fatmawati.


Fatmawati rent a house under the cheapest bridge in Surabaya.


The place was chaotic, and so dark that one did not know whether it was there day or night. Even worse, a burst of musty smell filled the air.


Incidentally, it was dinner time. The parents and children in each house were having dinner while standing at the door. The crowd watched Gayatri curiously upon her arrival.


It was clearly a slum. So why would someone like Gayatri be here?


The original owner of Gayatri's body had thick makeup on her face, and her entire body exuded a gloomy and intolerant aura that hid her brilliance.


On the other hand, Gayatri is different. He is a technology professor who is respected by everyone, as well as a mercenary dreamer who is feared by many. Even if another world leader met him, that person would show him respect. At this moment, she still had the aura of a superior being that no one else could replicate even though she wore a thick makeup of many kilograms.


Gayatri knocked on the tightly shut door under the gaze of the crowd.


"Tok, tok!"


Not long after, the door opened from inside.


Gayatri met a sickly middle-aged woman with a deathly pale face.


"What, are you Gayatri Buana?" Fatmawati looked at Gayatri in surprise. He was stunned for a long time, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.


Gayatri looked at Fatmawati. "Mom, I'm home."


"What, what did you call me?" Fatmawati's eyes warmed with dripping tears.


Just yesterday Fatmawati went to see Gayatri. However, Gayatri refused to admit it. Instead, Gayatri humiliated her ferociously and said that she did not have such an embarrassing mother.


Fatmawati was very injured, but there was nothing she could do.


Gayatri refuses to admit it while the Buana Family agrees to continue raising her voluntarily. As a result, Fatmawati could only leave her daughter.


Obviously, Fatmawati did not expect that Gayatri would actually come looking for her and call her as “ibu” in just one day!


He can't be dreaming, right?


Fatmawati also has a story.


After her daughter was born, her lover who used to have sex with her disappeared without a trace. He was gone for 17 whole years just like that.


After reporting the case to the police, he found out the truth.


Everything about her boyfriend is fake. Is that her address or her family name! He is a fraud.


One should know that it is a shame for the family of a 21-year-old girl to have a child out of wedlock at that time. As a result, Fatmawati's parents wanted to leave the child after Fatmawati gave birth to her daughter and even found her adoptive parents.


However, Fatmawati could not bear to part with her young daughter, so she moved out of the house with her daughter despite her parents' objections.


For years, Fatmawati worked odd jobs and raised her daughter alone.


The life of a single mother is not easy, but she never gives up on her daughter and chooses not to remarry.


Gayatri looked at Fatmawati and hugged her gently. “I'm sorry, mom. I was naive in the past. Please forgive me! I promise that I will stay by your side from now on.”


"It's okay. I'm fine now because you're home.” Fatmawati cried with joy as she welcomed Gayatri into the house. “Include, quickly, the house is shabby. I hope you don't mind.”


Compared to the Buana Family home, this house is further than just the word “bad”. It's just a little bit better than in this slum.


The living room measures about 10 square meters with its old, yellowed white walls. The cement floor cracked into a fine crack because it is not tiled, so the moisture seeped from the ground indistinctly.


In addition, a three-legged table is placed on the side of the living room, and a broken stick is used to support the side where the other leg is located.


On top of the old unrecognizable television cabinet was placed a black and white television. It was placed in front of the table.


Gayatri never expected to see such old antiques in this rapidly growing era. However, the living room remained neat, and there was no strange smell in the air. He instantly knew that Fatmawati was a person who liked cleanliness.


"Gayatri, drink." Fatmawati brought him a glass of water.


"Thank you mom." Gayatri received the glass in her hand and gulped down the water.


Fatmawati observed Gayatri drinking water.


Fatmawati's eyes were hooded and facing upwards, looking exactly like Gayatri's eyes, filled with shock. Gayatri has really changed!


Gayatri came here a few days ago, and Fatmawati got Gayatri a glass of water like today. How did Gayatri react? He covered his nose and said with disdain, “I used Oxidrink water to wash my face, and you actually serve water like this for me to drink!? Are you trying to poison me?”


At that time, Fatmawati did not know what Oxidrink meant.


Afterwards, he learned that Oxidrink was a very expensive type of mineral water. But today, somehow! There was not the slightest hint of humiliation in Gayatri's eyes.


Although somewhat relieved, Fatmawati was still a little hesitant with Gayatri. “Gayatri, it's almost dinner time. What do you want? I'll cook for you.”


Gayatri put down her glass and considered her answer very seriously for a moment. “Bu, is there a bathroom at home? I want to take a shower first.”


She had thick makeup on her face and a strong smell of alcohol on her body. Gayatri just wants a nice warm bath to look like a normal person!


Hearing that, Fatmawati immediately nodded. "Yes! Yep! Follow me, Gayatri.”


The bathroom is at the very bottom of the house. It was very small and could only fit one person. If someone else tried to enter, those two people would not be able to enter at all.


Fatmawati looked at Gayatri anxiously.


He was afraid that Gayatri would not be happy anymore. After all, Gayatri used to have a luxurious life.


Observing the normal expression on Gayatri's face, Fatmawati kept talking, “Mandi first, Gayatri. I'll find some new clothes for you.”


"Thank you." Gayatri nodded.


There were a few more unwanted clothes Pitaloka Buana was lying in the house. It was a new outfit that Fatmawati bought for Pitaloka Buana, but Pitaloka Buana refused to wear it because of its poor quality.


Nonetheless, Pitaloka Buana is shorter and slightly fatter than Gayatri. As a result, Pitaloka Buana's clothes were definitely not suitable for Gayatri. Therefore, Fatmawati went to a nearby clothing store and spent a hundred thousand rupiahs to buy two sets of new clothes.


A set of clothes for 50 thousand rupiahs was considered a bargain at a flea market for ordinary people. However, a set of clothes worth 50 thousand rupiah is already considered a luxury for Fatmawati.


He would wear old clothes that people discarded on ordinary days and needed to save for a very long time to earn 100 thousand rupiahs.


Gayatri took a quick shower and stood in front of the mirror to judge this girl.


She has an oval face, has smooth and bright skin. His pair of eyes were beautiful, while his clear pupils looked mysterious.


Her eyelashes are very long and thick like the wings of a butterfly. In addition, under her straight and graceful nose was a seductive red lip. Yet somehow, the combination of the indifferent, alienated and cold aura it emitted carried a feeling of elegance.


Gayatri slightly curled her lips and broke into a radiant smile like a red rose that many loved.


His face looks quite similar to his previous life, and each feature has its own advantages. Seeing how beautiful the original owner was, the heavy weight on her chest lifted instantly. After all, in reality he was judging the faces of others.


"Hm, pretty pretty." Gayatri took a rubber band and tied her long hair into a tall bun, revealing a long white neck that carried a hint of evil charm.


Then, she whistled to herself in the mirror and asked, “How am I so beautiful?”


Gayatri admired herself in the mirror for a while before she got dressed. When he had just gotten dressed, he furrowed his brows as he felt something that made him less comfortable. Perhaps, he was used to wearing branded clothes, so he was not used to the rough texture of the fabric material.


It seemed like he had to figure out a way to collect his first gold purse as soon as possible, so that he could lead his entire family towards an exaggerated life and reach the peak of humanity!


Gayatri raised her eyebrows and felt some parts of memory appear in her mind. Then, he walked out after changing clothes.


At that moment, Fatmawati came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles in her hand. "Gayatri, come and eat…"


He was dumbfounded as he turned around and found that the rest of his words were stuck in his throat.