I Am Not Cruel Girl
I'm Not a Liar, Papa!

“Still, already want to go to my house.” Yara gave a start, this was the second time Ezio said thank you to him after he was in the rooftop, but as soon as possible he traded his expression.

“Kalo is not because of nyokap lo I will not want to come with lo.” Somehow Ezio slightly disliked hearing that answer. He still believes Yara's feelings are still the same as they used to be, only that the girl pretends to be jutek to get his attention.

“Say aja lo also miss me manjain in front of nyokap I kayak earlier.” Ezio hands the helmet to Yara intending to drive the girl home.

“Do not bother, I can go home picked up by the driver, calm down!”

“Gak! I'm anter home! I brought you here, so I'm anter home!”

“Eh? Don't you like my repotin, do you? You do not want me if not for nyokap lo, lo inget?”

“Emang, and I don't want to be taken by me because I don't anter lo go home! Come!”

“No want, Zi! I don't want you to go down in the middle of the road because Sekar again!” tangkas Yara made Ezio instantly speechless and not wrinkled anymore. Yara looks upset now. He immediately contacted the driver.

“OK, I will wait here until the driver pack lo dateng.” Ezio finally gave up.

Yara looked at the guy right in her eyes. He had no idea what was happening to Ezio at the moment. A stark contrast to his character who usually doesn't care and hates him. Sometimes it sucks and sometimes suddenly it's not clear. The thing that somehow made his defense collapse and put hope back on the guy. But in retrospect, Yara realized that all Ezio's treatment was only because of Diana's request.

After minutes, the black car finally came before them, breaking the silence that had occurred. Yara enters the car, opening the windshield to see Ezio's face. “Introduction!” he said then the car drove away from the yard of Ezio's house.

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It had been two hours Yara was busy fiddling with the package book before her, trying to understand one by one mathematical formulas, but not a single one entered her brain. He has tried to find it on the internet, youtube videos, tiktok, still complicated!

He ruffled his hair. His destiny may not be to be smart like Sekar or children who often go up and down the podium results win the Olympics. Ezio calls it Barbie. Beautiful but brain empty. In the end, he chose to play the piano in his room because that was all he liked even though no one knew.

The girl's flick fingers played it skillfully according to the tone she saw on the paper. Playing the piano can make the stress disappear slowly. The girl paused on the high note by hanging as the sound of the mercy car from the direction of the gate of the house filled her hearing.

“Papa?” gumamnay. Yara immediately ran towards the balcony of her room. Sure enough, her papa came in after a week of not coming home after Yara made trouble until last week's parental call.

“YARA!” gibran's screams rang out all over the room. All the helpers immediately appeared before Gibran as he called out to his nona.

“YARA!” Hearing her name called out loud, the girl went straight out of her room to the living room, finding Gibran with her face. Gibran who found Yara had just come with a confused face like that just came over and slapped the cheek of the girl until she bounced to the floor. “Bolder boy!”

The entire maid covered her mouth, not daring to do anything if it was like this. It did not escape from Sekar who glared in shock.

Yara held onto her cheek which felt hot, it was common. “Where did you hide Papa's bonds, huh?!” Gibran gripped Yara's arm roughly.

The sekar who had been looking down immediately glared as he looked at his master, Gibran. His heart skipped a beat when he heard the word ‘bond’, but he was silent.

Plaque! One slap floated again on the cheek next to her, now break even left right. “Papa came up with the letter! Papa didn't expect to be in a stupid kid like youuu!” Gibran knitted his son's head on the floor. His voice growling.

“I know nothing, Pah! What bond?! I don't know that!”

“Yes it's because you bodoohhh!” Gibran again slapped his son, his emotions were already on the edge. “YOU KNOW?! BECAUSE OF YOU! PAPA'S STOCK IS MISSING TWO HUNDRED BILLION! THAT'S BECAUSE YOU HID THE LETTER AFTER YOU POURED DRINKS INTO PAPA'S TABLE!” Gibran grabbed Yara's hair to fall out of her hands and tore her hair apart and slapped her several times. The girl went back and forth so grimacing her pain.

The atmosphere was getting gripping, everyone in the room was choked almost lost their breath after hearing the money they thought so much could just disappear. The money that can buy human kidneys is tens of times over.

Yara, whose character is basically hard, was accused like that did not accept. He fought back by clutching the hand of his father who was tormenting him and throwing him out. He looked at Gibran sharply, no longer caring about his manners. “I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! I NEVER GOT THAT LETTER! NUKAHIN WHAT! I NEVER HAVE!”

Gibran just hit his son, do not accept if there are children who are dissidents against him. Yara clearly lost, her head was dizzy. Right now he could only shed tears, and Yara hated that. “You think papa is stupid, huh?! You walked into papa's study room so badly! You spilled a drink into papa's important papers! After that you hide the letter! You think papa didn't see it on cctv?! Now where's the letter?!”

Yara shook her head hard, trying to let go of Gibran's grip on her hand with her increasingly becoming ringing. “I don't know, Pa! Release, Pa! Paint!”

“Where's the letter, stupid boy!”

“Oh? Want to be a liar's son?! Want to be a thief now?! Who taught you to be a thief, huh?!”

“I'm not a thief! Papa is a liar!” Hearing that, Gibran immediately slapped him back and threw his son on the floor again until Yara's elbow was scuffed.

“Adyaksa! Quickly bring her cctv recording!” Adyaksa, his secretary just gave a cellphone containing a cctv remakan shown directly to Yara. Yara glared her eyes at the cctv when a girl wearing a pink hoodie jacket entered her papa's room, spilling a drink onto an important letter on the table. The girl looked shocked and then carried the letter somewhere so as not to be discovered. Unfortunately, it was Yara's jacket that went missing a few months ago and the girl's face was nowhere to be seen.

“That's your jacket, ‘right?! Who else wouldn't you be, huh?!”

Yara shook her head with tears. His chest is up and down. “IT'S NOT ME!”

“Quickly search the entire room contents of Yara! Find letters! We prove it now!” gibran's orders to his man, his voice booming. Gibran drags Yara's body roughly into his room. Some of the men in black now ruffled Yara's entire room into a mess like a broken ship.

At first Yara already felt victorious until they did not find her. However, “Master, his su-letter was found! A-there in non Yara desk drawer!”

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A/N

Guys, inget ya Yara is indeed her character from a hard start, so the teenager whose character is hardened it even becomes so.

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